The Apha’s Last Virgin Mate

Just this once

AMELIA’S POV

“You know complaining about how boring your life has been lately while you are sitting here in the house the whole day, and not going out is starting to get on my nerves,” Emma said as she prepared herself for yet another wild night out. I swear the girl was running on some super energizer because she never got tired. She was actually the reason why I had been failing some of my classes, she and her endless partying were responsible for that. However, as much as I wanted to blame her for my failure and my slacking I knew that the fact that I was easily influenced by her was my fault. maybe if I had been strong-willed I would have been able to resist the fun that was often promised to me by Emma.

“Emma, how do you even do that?” I asked her “I mean don’t you have a class tomorrow morning?” I asked her, I was amazed that she could party days in a row and still manage to wake up early for her first class.

“I do, but why would I let tomorrow’s affairs ruin my today? ” she asked me with a wink and a smile.

”The only thing that is ruining my night right now is you, come on just get dressed, and let's go, I know you want to come with me. don’t try to act shy with me right now” she repeated herself for the millionth time. The girl could never take no for an answer but tonight, just like every other night this week, I wasn’t in the mood for partying. I was under a lot of pressure and I had to catch up on my studies and a lot of assignments that were due.

“I also have class tomorrow morning and it’s a class that I can't miss not to mention the fact that I have assignments that I still have to finish and submit. Not all of us here are built like you you know”

“I will wake you up. I will even make you my special hangover drink before class. I know the assignment that you are talking about so don't act like they are many, I also haven't written mine if that's of any consolation to you. we will do it and finish together tomorrow, I promise” she promised as if her bitter, ugly-looking juice was magically going to make things better for me.

“Fine” I yielded “but you better wake me up and you better help me with that assignment, I think we both know that statistics is not my favorite,” I said and she clapped her hands excitedly as she ran to her closet, which wasn't her closet because it was just space she created for herself in my closet. it was more of a hostile takeover because she had taken more than half of my closet.

“I knew that you were just playing hard to get,” she said “you can no longer resist the fun that you know you have been missing out on,” she said dancing around

“If you keep pushing it I will change into my pajamas and go to bed” I threatened and she laughed.

“I can't let you pick out something to wear because you will just end up ruining the night with what you wear,” she said as she came out with a short black dress.

“How can I say no to you when you give me that dress? And what is so special about tonight that you are willing to lend me that specific dress?” I asked her, I couldn’t count the number of times that I had tried to get the dress from her and she had refused each time. As far as I knew it was her favorite dress and that is why I couldn’t understand why she was suddenly willing to lend it to me.

”I have been asking you to lend me that dress for ages”

“Well I am lending it to you because I want you to bring out that freaky side of you today,” she said with a wink "plus I am trying to make you understand how badly I want you to come with me" she added

”One week is too long for you to be denying yourself of having fun, why are you punishing yourself so hard?” she asked me and I couldn’t believe that she was acting like I had been locked up in my room for a year. I had been refusing to go out with her and her friends because they were exhausting besides the fact that my marks were at an all-time low. Emma was much more outgoing than I was and that was the reason why even though I was her best friend, she still had other friends that she often tried to talk me into liking.

“You may be able to fool everyone else here on campus but I know who you are and I know that you have been yearning to come with me,” she said and I laughed

“Yearning?” I asked her and she nodded

“Yes…yearning…” she answered with a slow nod

“I just haven’t been feeling like going out lately,” I said as I prepared to get dressed. I must admit that as much as I hadn’t been feeling like going out lately. I still missed doing it a lot. The problem was that I had been so swamped with classes and I knew that if I failed another class my bursary would be withdrawn. Of course, these were all problems that Emma couldn’t relate to, she had rich parents and they always paid the bill. Even if Emma failed her classes, she would still have her father's company to run while I remained with nothing but poverty to inherit from my single mum.

”Well then let's get going,” she said slapping my butt as I checked myself in the long mirror to see how the dress that I had been longing, for looked on me

“You see tonight…I will be turning heads” I said with a sudden boost in confidence and she laughed

“Girls…hide your boyfriends, fathers, and grandfathers because I am coming through,” I said and she laughed

“Grandfathers..eew” she commented and then we both laughed

“You know it’s the old ones that take care of girls like me the best,” I said with a wink, "I need to be kept" I added

“Alright grandma, let's go and get your grandpa,” she said as we both grabbed our purses and headed out.

I had missed the feeling that I got whenever I was going out, and I had missed being around our friends, all because of fear of losing my bursary. I couldn't afford to go back home without my degree, I didn’t want to be another child that disappointed my mother. Of course, my mother would probably pretend as if it wasn’t a very big deal but I knew that she was counting on me to make a better life for every one of us. This was the reason why I couldn’t let any of them down, however, I still felt like I had been living to make them happy for such a long time and that fact was even evident in the course that I had chosen to do in college.

My mother had somehow convinced me that studying law was a sure way to make money and the only way that I could get a stable job. I wanted to study arts because I loved music, I loved singing and dancing but my mother just thought that these were hobbies that didn’t have to be nurtured. She didn’t believe that I could make any money from doing them and after much arguing and disagreeing with her, I finally gave in and did what she wanted. I didn't want to disappoint her because she had often told me that I was her last hope and possibly her last chance. After the death of my father, my mother worked as hard as her body would allow her to not only put food on the table but also to get us through school. I had watched my mother struggle to make ends meet and often cry herself to sleep and this was enough to make me want to help her in any way I could.

However, tonight I was going to put all my stress at the back of my mind and try my best to have fun. I was going to let loose and have fun, this was something that I was going to do for myself. One night away from my books surely wasn’t going to hurt anyone…right?