"What do you mean?" Sandy were confused. Her grandparents suddenly talking about marriage-in front of her! This makes her feel weird.
"Look honey, we just want the best for you" she looked at her mother. She can definetly say that her mother were raised with proper breeding. She was on proer posture, attire, aura and everything that you can see in her, unlike Sandy, the total opposite of the feminine.
"We have talked about it with Mr. Reil, and he is okay with it" Sandy became more confused. She doesnt have any idea what her family is talking about.
"What do you mean? And who is Mr. Reil?"
"From now on, you will have an ethiquette lesson after class at Mr. Reils, his driver will pick you up, no more riding your motorbike from going and leaving school"
"What!"
"And Mr. Reil is your fiance" Sandy's eyes grew wider when she heard what her mother says. Wait, she must heard her wrong.
"What?"
"We have filed an business engagement with Mr. Reil and we know that fusing bothe our company will be a great help for both our familes, and since your grandfather is not getting younger anymore and no one has the ability to look after it, we both came up with this desicion..." With her eyes filledd with dark eyeliners and bold dark eyeshadow and full contour, Sandy looked at her mother.
"...after 5 months of preparations, you and Mr. Reil will be getting married"
Then her world just shattered after hearing it. Shes just 20, shes too you to get married. She doesnt have any boyfriend and now with just a flick of the eye, boom, she is engaged.
"No! You cant do this to me! Mother im 20, im too young for this"
"I got married at the age of 17" Sandy looked at her grandfather with the pleading expression.
"This is for you own good sweetheart, and please, change that hideos jeans of yours"
"Why? whats wrong with ripped jeans, this is the trend now. Look, this is 21st century, you cant let me take this lessons, this is who i a am and im happy about it. I wont getting married okay"
She know that her mother were now mad at her, but she remain composed. WHO CARES!
"I am not getting married!"
She flipped her hair showing her back to her mother and grandfather, and withount a word, she leaves.