Clark would help me find the perfect motor for what I needed. I don’t need anything too expensive, just something that runs good and gets me from A to B.
I got a cab to work and as we pulled up, I saw Lexi getting out of a sleek looking sports car.
“Hey Alyssa!” she called as we walked towards the office.
“Hey yourself! Sweet ride!” I tried to whistle but it came out really quiet and sounded silly, which made us both laugh.
“Thanks. It’s a Lotus Exige. Daddy bought it for my birthday. It even has a personalised plate; S3X1 L3X1. Get it? Sexy Lexi!”
I laughed at the ridiculousness but she didn’t seem to notice. I haven’t had much to do with Lexi since I started working here. Now I’m getting the idea it’s because she’s a spoiled little daddy’s girl.
I really shouldn’t form an opinion based on such little knowledge of her and I could use a female friend. Maybe getting to know her isn’t such a bad idea.
“Hey Lexi, want to grab lunch together today?” I asked as we got in the elevator to our floor.
“Sure. Sounds good. Where and what time?” she asked as she inspected her manicure and peered down at her toes that were housed in what I could only imagine were Manolo Blahniks or Jimmy Choos.
“Twelve o’clock at The Mermaid?”
“The Mermaid? Isn’t that the tiny little village pub? Why would we want to eat there? Let’s go to Rodrigo’s, my treat, of course.”
“Rodrigo’s?” I asked.
I might not have lived here that long, but I thought I knew the names of some decent places to eat, mainly due to my takeaway and DVD nights with Clark. While we’re on the subject, I love The Mermaid. What’s wrong with pub food? Maybe she is a spoiled little rich kid after all. This might not end well.
“Don’t tell me you haven’t heard of Rodrigo’s? It’s only like the coolest place. They serve some of the best tasting food this side of…well…anywhere round here.” She was sounding more like a snob by the second. Great!
I made a mental note to check Rodrigo’s out on the net when I got to my office.
“I haven’t lived round here for very long, so I’m new to all the cool places to hang out.”
I thought my half-truth was a smooth one.
“Oh that’s okay. I’ll show you the places to be seen at. Trust me, The Mermaid is not one of them.”
I mentally rolled my eyes. Is that possible? If not, I did what I thought of as a mental eye-roll.
“Great!” I chirped as the elevator door opened to the third floor.
We walked out into the hallway that led to our offices.
“I’ll meet you out here by the elevator at 11:55, sound okay?”
“Sure. See you then,” I said with a fake smile and a little wave as I walked toward my own office.
I shut the door behind me and sagged into my chair in relief.
Why was I so bothered if she was a spoiled little daddy’s girl? Perhaps because I had worked hard for everything I ever had and to see people get it all handed to them and then squander it…that irked me no end.
I spent the morning reading a new book called Loving Me For Me by Kathy Lewis. It had me hooked from the opening line. It’s your typical boy meets girl, they fall in love, except for the fact that the girl is disabled and the boy loves her for who she is beyond the disability. It was such a touching story that I sat there with a box of tissues handy.
I looked at the clock and realised it was time to leave for lunch. I looked in my compact mirror and applied a fresh coat of lip-gloss.
***
We arrived at Rodrigo’s and were seated by a petite brunette girl called Magda.
It only took one look at the menu to tell what kind of place this was. The only word to sum it up? Ridiculous. They wanted more money than I made an hour for one small dish of risotto, which happened to be the cheapest thing on the menu.
I didn’t want to let on to Lexi that I didn’t want to pay these prices, but at least the money for the sale of the house was in my bank, meaning I
I got a cab to work and as we pulled up, I saw Lexi getting out of a sleek looking sports car.
“Hey Alyssa!” she called as we walked towards the office.
“Hey yourself! Sweet ride!” I tried to whistle but it came out really quiet and sounded silly, which made us both laugh.
“Thanks. It’s a Lotus Exige. Daddy bought it for my birthday. It even has a personalised plate; S3X1 L3X1. Get it? Sexy Lexi!”
I laughed at the ridiculousness but she didn’t seem to notice. I haven’t had much to do with Lexi since I started working here. Now I’m getting the idea it’s because she’s a spoiled little daddy’s girl.
I really shouldn’t form an opinion based on such little knowledge of her and I could use a female friend. Maybe getting to know her isn’t such a bad idea.
“Hey Lexi, want to grab lunch together today?” I asked as we got in the elevator to our floor.
“Sure. Sounds good. Where and what time?” she asked as she inspected her manicure and peered down at her toes that were housed in what I could only imagine were Manolo Blahniks or Jimmy Choos.
“Twelve o’clock at The Mermaid?”
“The Mermaid? Isn’t that the tiny little village pub? Why would we want to eat there? Let’s go to Rodrigo’s, my treat, of course.”
“Rodrigo’s?” I asked.
I might not have lived here that long, but I thought I knew the names of some decent places to eat, mainly due to my takeaway and DVD nights with Clark. While we’re on the subject, I love The Mermaid. What’s wrong with pub food? Maybe she is a spoiled little rich kid after all. This might not end well.
“Don’t tell me you haven’t heard of Rodrigo’s? It’s only like the coolest place. They serve some of the best tasting food this side of…well…anywhere round here.” She was sounding more like a snob by the second. Great!
I made a mental note to check Rodrigo’s out on the net when I got to my office.
“I haven’t lived round here for very long, so I’m new to all the cool places to hang out.”
I thought my half-truth was a smooth one.
“Oh that’s okay. I’ll show you the places to be seen at. Trust me, The Mermaid is not one of them.”
I mentally rolled my eyes. Is that possible? If not, I did what I thought of as a mental eye-roll.
“Great!” I chirped as the elevator door opened to the third floor.
We walked out into the hallway that led to our offices.
“I’ll meet you out here by the elevator at 11:55, sound okay?”
“Sure. See you then,” I said with a fake smile and a little wave as I walked toward my own office.
I shut the door behind me and sagged into my chair in relief.
Why was I so bothered if she was a spoiled little daddy’s girl? Perhaps because I had worked hard for everything I ever had and to see people get it all handed to them and then squander it…that irked me no end.
I spent the morning reading a new book called Loving Me For Me by Kathy Lewis. It had me hooked from the opening line. It’s your typical boy meets girl, they fall in love, except for the fact that the girl is disabled and the boy loves her for who she is beyond the disability. It was such a touching story that I sat there with a box of tissues handy.
I looked at the clock and realised it was time to leave for lunch. I looked in my compact mirror and applied a fresh coat of lip-gloss.
***
We arrived at Rodrigo’s and were seated by a petite brunette girl called Magda.
It only took one look at the menu to tell what kind of place this was. The only word to sum it up? Ridiculous. They wanted more money than I made an hour for one small dish of risotto, which happened to be the cheapest thing on the menu.
I didn’t want to let on to Lexi that I didn’t want to pay these prices, but at least the money for the sale of the house was in my bank, meaning I
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