Amanda Alexander is a recent UWI graduate, who has returned home to Saint Vincent and the Grenadines after completing her studies. Luckily for her, she was offered a job at the SVGCC as an Accounting Lecturer. A position that she has always aimed at...
The faint ringing of my cell phone abruptly woke me from my sleep and I tore my eyes open in utter fright. "Who the fuck was it?" I questioned as I frantically tossed the covers off me and sprung onto my two feet. The entirety of my room was pitch black except for the flashes of light that illuminated from my phone ever so many seconds. I refused to turn on the overhead light and carefully walked to pick up my phone. The ringing continued until I turned it over but it was only my alarm. I kissed my teeth in annoyance and walked back to my bed. I snoozed the alarm and that's when I realized how many notifications I had slept through.
I had two texts and six missed calls. Strangely enough I slept through those calls but managed to get up for the fucking alarm. Shadae had texted that she got home and Anisha wanted to know how I was doing. As for the missed calls, three from mommy, two from Joann and one from Jamie. I rolled my eyes and sighed because I already knew what they all were calling about. Either of the three calls were going to lead to an argument and I really didn't need anymore drama surrounding me. Therefore, I opted not to respond until later on and instead got up to get ready for work.
I forced myself to shower, brush my teeth, comb my hair and get dressed despite how drained I felt mentally and physically. Mommy always said although you might not feel your best, make sure you always looked your best. So I wore a long sleeved black bodysuit, mid thigh army green skirt, black replica Gucci belt, skin colored stockings and my regular black pumps. To accentuate I had on minimal gold jewelry and my everyday black handbag that I slung over my shoulder. Not too bad, I thought. I looked over myself in the mirror and adjusted my middle part which looked somewhat off centered.
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Once satisfied, I moved into the kitchen and scavenged through the empty refrigerator. However, it was literally nothing inside for me to eat. I slammed the door shut and just settled on a cup of lipton black tea. It would've at least broken the morning gas that was building up in my empty stomach. The warm liquid soothed just that and just as I was almost finished my phone rang. This time it was Jamie. Not a regular call this time but a FaceTime call.
"Hey," I answered but I kept the camera facing the ceiling.
"Can you turn the phone so I can see you?" he asked in an annoyed tone of voice.
I rolled my eyes and held the phone up so that I was in full view.
"You always want to fucking see my face. It's never that serious," I said harshly then kissed my teeth.
He looked around in his car with a clueless look on his face then turned his attention back to me.
"Lets cut this nice boy shit because it's clearly not as effective. Who the fuck you think you talking to with that attitude?" he asked sternly.
"You! Clearly! Who else is here?" I asked in the same manner to mock him.
He chuckled then said, "Keep that same tone when you come and see me later. Meet me at the gym at six thirty."
