*Knock* *knock* *knock*
Ugh, I groggily open my eyes, when the knocking starts again.
"Coming," I tiredly yell. I open the door, just to find Luis again. "Luis I should kill you for waking me up early, again!"
Luis is my childhood friend, we met in first grade and were inseparable ever since, always having each other's back no matter what.
"Good morning to you too, sleepyhead." He replies sarcastically, "Anyway, I came to remind you it's your first day of work, and if I had texted or called you, you would've ignored your phone." Damn he knows me too well.
"Fine, I'm gonna go take a shower, make coffee if you haven't had any." Secretly I'm thankful he knows me to well, or else I would've totally forgotten about my first day of work. And not to mention, but at my own gym!
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I chose to wear some gym shorts and a dark blue tank top, and some sneakers. Then, I put my hair up in a pony tail, and get out of my room and walk into the kitchen, where Luis already has my cereal ready.
"Thanks," I smile appreciatively at him.
"No problem, don't want you late at your own job do we?" He smirked at me. I roll my eyes and quickly finish my cereal, and put it in the sink.
Then we walk down the hall way where my bag is sitting waiting for me, with my appointments for the day. We get out of my house, more like an apartment, and I lock the door, then walk down the hall to the stairs, and to Luis' silver Toyota.
Note to self: Buy a car.
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First client of the day: some guy named Jace Fray.
He shows up in time and I start my day.
It was a great day before I locked up. I decided I wanted to walk home, but when I'm walking to the door to lock up, some guy suddenly opens it, and the door hits me on the nose.
"Shit! What the fuck was that for?" I yell harshly at the stranger who is now looking at me with a bored expression as if he hadn't just hit me with a door. I grab the nearest paper I find and put it on my nose, in my attempt to stop the bleeding.
"Are you Raven Flores?" The guy asks, without apologizing.
I take a moment to study him before I answered. About 6 foot in height, broad shouldered, messy blonde hair, and piercing ice-blue eyes. Hot in other words, but a total dick. Also, he's wearing a suit, which makes me judge him as a rude rich boy.
"Yes, who's asking?"
"My name is Alex Gonzalez, and I just wanted to see if you could... train me?" He said in a sort of question like way.
"Sorry, I'm closed, but you can make an appointment with my secretary. Here have my card." I hand him a card, then I point towards the door. "Now, if you excuse me, I would like to go home."
"Do you know who I am?" He asks, as if he were royalty.
"No, and I don't really care either," I mutter under my breath, out loud I say, "Look, I don't have time right now, if you want to be trained, make an appointment like everyone else. But right now, I just want to get home and sleep, so please do us both a favor and leave." I glare at him.
"Fine, I'll be back tomorrow. And, if you don't talk to me, I will make you regret it." He said cooly, then turned on his heel and walked out to a sleek black car.
Hmmm, I hope he doesn't come back. Not at least without making an appointment first. I think to myself, then after I lock up, I head home to shower and sleep.
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