A BLACK WOMAN'S DIARY

Chapter Four: You're not the boss of me now.

JONAH

I made it to work ten minutes early, good shit. I park my car to the closet parking spot I could find. And, it looks like there was one there specifically for me. I pull in instantly. Sitting in my car nervously, I don't know what's about to happen. As I'm losing myself inside my thoughts, my phone starts buzzing, yet again. But, this time It was from an unknown number.

I'm hesitant on if I should answer or not. But, to be honest, I'm too curious not to. I mean aren't we all? To know whether it's a psycho killer who could be standing outside your house, A crazy ex, or just a telemarketer? Or hey, maybe even a friend you haven't talked to in year? I click answer, then immediately hold my phone up to my ear.

"Hi, Jonah, is it? I'm calling you on behalf of your father. He wants me to run down everything everything over again, to make sure there isn't ANY mistakes. Any wrong move could jeopardize this investigation."

I pull my phone away from ear, swiftly to check the time: 3:57pm. She briefly explains the plan I've heard loud and clear once before. But, I know my dad just wants everything to go right. But, really? He's so busy that he had to get one of his agents to call? Pathetic.

"Alright, Mr.Cornell. I'm gonna let you go. I know you don't have long to before you end up being late. Just stick to the plan." After her last word, comes an instant click. These muhfuckas really watch my every move, my dad put a dumbass tracker on my car without telling me whenever he got it for my high school graduation. As I finally move towards making my way out of the car, out of nowhere I feel my heart starting race, It's getting hard to breathe; I feel myself breaking into a sweat. I'm having a panic attack. I only get those when I'm extremely anxious about something. And, I hardly ever get nervous. I turn up the air in my car, taking deep breaths, trying to regain my composure.

"You can do this!" I keep repeating over and over in my head, with deep breaths to go along with it. After what felt like forever, I finally snap out of it. I tap the screen on my phone, to look at the time.

4:10PM.

FUCK! I'm late. I begin to grab my shit, when a car slows down, as if they were expecting to turn in here. They speed off quicker than Bugs Bunny. Luckily my windows are tented, so they couldn't see me. That definitely has to be an employee though, because, well this is the employee parking. It doesn't have a name on it, I'm not moving. The car speeds to the other side of the parking lot. She gets out the car, it looks like she's semi-running, but like the flash she makes it to the door, pulls it open then and flees inside. Yeah, you only move that fast to get to work if you're late, and on your last straw. I waited until a few minutes after she went inside. I tap my phone for the final time to see what time it is. And, ten minutes went by in two seconds.

4:20PM.

Ah, fuck. Great, twenty minutes late on my first day. I'm definitely off to a great start!

I finally get out of the car, and make my way inside. Heads turn from every direction. Everyone's looking at me. Damn, am I really that attractive? I look around the room, making mental notes of everything and everyone I see. But, I don't see anyone with red hair.

"Hey, you must be the new guy?" A girl with long braids says while approaching me. She looks effortlessly beautiful. I'll be damned. So curvaceous with smooth dark skin, and her full glossed lips with her big soft brown eyes almost had me in a trance. I have to snap out of it and focus. I can't help it. My life has been so hectic, I've never really had a chance to date. My dad kept me in every type of sport and extracurricular activity to prevent me from dating. But, I also wasn't as interested in looking for a life long partner either. I've had many females try to throw themselves at me, but most of them hoes were ran through by each and every sports team by the end of the our senior year.