The Ride

CHAPTER 7: Making New Friends.....??

BELLATRIX

Throughout the next week since I have arrived, I've been busy helping out Lyna and Angelyne with their online home designing business.

Lyna was an Architect while Angelyne was an interior designer.

Mostly they have me putting together certain designs such as different tiles to show to clients, along with other ideas they have for different types of homes and I always have wanted a tiny house that I could take wherever. Who knows, maybe they'll inspire me to go to schooling for it.

Today though, they needed my opinion on a new design idea that Angelyne has been trying to use for one of their projects that supposedly Lyna isn't too sold on.

"Okay. You tell me if this idea will work with Lyna's next project or not." Angelyne states as she sits down next to me and shows me what she has created in her tablet.

"My honest opinion?" I ask first for permission.

"Of course." She laughs a little.

"I personally wouldn't be too keen with all that dark green color being for that style kitchen. In fact, it looks more like those cabinets you showed me a couple days ago. Those colors and those style cabinets would look far better with this style kitchen." I tell her.

"THANK YOU!" Lyna comments in victory.

"Hey!" She playfully slaps my arm. "You're supposed to be on my side, bitch."

We both share a laugh while Lyna is happy I have sided with what appears to be the same feeling she had.

"Fine! You both win." Angelyne states as she stands up and sticks her tongue out at me.

"Sorry." I replied.

"Hey, wait! That just reminded me, didn't you want to become an interior designer or something along those lines?" Angelyne asks me.

"Well, yeah. But my focus is more designing things such as tiny homes." I mention.

"Tiny homes?!" She asks while looking at me in disbelief. "Girl, aren't you claustrophobic?!" She states.

"Well obviously, I can handle rv's and spaces like that as well as tents and I would make this more roomy and such. Make it like a home. That way I save while I travel the world in hotels and such." I begin rambling on.

"Hmm...I actually know some people who design tiny homes. If you ever decide to pursue a career in it, let me know." Lyna tells me.

"Thanks." I smiled in reply.

Wow. That was really nice of her. Damn, things sure have been going a lot better than I have planned since I've been staying here. Angelyne and I act almost as though we haven't been out of touch with each other for a few years or nothing. Then there's Lyna who seems to be awesome as well and very welcoming.

Throughout the next few hours, Angelyne and Lyna had to both take off to meet up with a client as I obviously stayed behind.

I had just finished taping closed a few boxes of tile samples they wanted to send back to the warehouse they ordered from.

There were a total of six boxes and Atlas along with a couple of the other guys were stopping by to pick them up in a few hours so I placed them by the front door before I decided to head out back and go swimming. That way I would avoid any awkwardness that may occur seeing as to how I'm sure that Cyran told them about the other day. I know how guys can gossip just as much as girls can.

So I got into my swimsuit and put on some sunscreen before heading out, blaring music then diving into the pool and swam around for a bit.

Next I got out of the water and noticed that since I still had a while before they would arrive, I laid down on one of the beach tanning chairs they have, untied my bathing suit top then practically adjusted my bottoms to where the tanning line wouldn't be so bad.

Then I laid face down and listened to the music while continuing to relax and enjoy myself.

I was listening to my new favorite country song, "What He Didn't Do" after laying down for a bit when I became startled and quickly sat up trying to retie my swimsuit as soon as I heard somebody.

"Turn this country music shit off." Atlas said.

"What the hell Atlas!?" I snapped a him finishing tieing up my swim top and all he does is laugh.

"Ooo, looks like I came at the right time huh?" He comments with a wink and smirk.

I shake my head and then notice out the corner of my eye standing in the doorway of the sliding glass door was a glaring and upset Cyran who quickly looks at me up and down before turning around and walking back inside the house after shaking his head in disappointment.

"You guys weren't supposed to be showing up here for a while longer." I commented as I got up and wrapped a towel around me then turned the music off and headed inside with Atlas following behind.

"Yeah but we finished our stuff early. So we figured why not do this before it gets dark. Why does it matter, were you expecting someone to come over?" He asks as he moves his eyebrows up and down.

"Shut up." I playfully hit his arm.

I next noticed a few of Cyran's guys are taking out boxes and then Cyran grabs one, but looks at me the moment Atlas mentioned me having someone coming over here.

I could see the jealousy all over Cyran's face and can tell that Atlas loves fucking with Cyran and getting him all worked up. It's nice to see that Cyran 'doesn't care' about me anymore.

Cyran huffs and puffs before stomping outside to carry a box out while Atlas and I talk a little more.

"Well, thanks again for doing this." I tell him.

"Of course. Hey, you should come over some time. In fact, there's gonna be a party going on this weekend at the clubhouse." Atlas invites me.

"Yeah? Alright. I might stop by. I'll see what Angelyne and Lyna are doing first though." I tell him.

"Cool. Well give me your number and I will message you then you'll have mine and you can hit me up whenever." He says.

"I'd like that. Thanks." I reply.

"Atlas! Come get the last box! We have to get going!" Cyran says sounding pissed off more.

Whatever, he acts like a little kid sometimes. Not that I'm any better but for the moment right now, I'd say he takes the title.

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)