Would i ever find "the one"?

Created in London.

Chapter 1:

I put on my six inch louboutins and looked straight at the mirror. Is this suit too short for work? No, i meant it couldn't be and plus it's a hot day. Out of all days, I choose Friday to look my best. The glistening sun, beamed through my curtains and i smiled to myself knowing that I wouldn't get any pains or stress today.

My hair looked extremely straight, dazzling with beauty, but i could tell it was missing something - the touch! I ran to the bathroom and applied hair polisher; the key product to all shiny hair.

8:30 I grabbed all of my essential needs ( to me that was my Iphone 4, mirror, larger mirror and Girl Code book) then shoved them into my Louis Vuitton bag and headed out the door.

***10 mins later ***

i hopped out of my Bentley when i saw a dark figure watching me. oh crap! He was standing right in front of mcdonalds where i come to get my breakfast every morning.

" Oi my size, man hears how you know how to suck real good lyk pro style," he declared almost starting to smile so widely, i - i, imagined him looking like a clown. on the other hand, his voice was so deep and nice that i didn't want to be rude.

"Excuse me" ? I said politely with a blank expression on my face.

" I was finkin me, you, restaurant 8pm then afterwards -"

"Shut up ! " The fact that he thought of me as easy brought a frown to my face. He looked taken aback as if no lady had ever put him in his position before.

"What "? he announced looking angry. Girl Code 22: Always put a man in his place. This was the time i decided to let it all come out.

" I am sick 'n' tired of idiots like you stepping to me just for sex! sex! sex! sex! and more fXcking sex! How many hours do you want me to ride it? Do you just wanna jump on my wave, yeah? Have you EVER In your life tried asking a girl how was her day? Getting to know her personality 'n' stuff like that. maybe there are skets and hoes out there, but I'm not one of them and never will be. Understood? "

He nodded his head and just stared like wtf.

8:50 i lost my appetite, straightened up my suit, got into my car and speedily drove off. Wow, i felt confident. Um, ok maybe i was a little too harsh. ok a lot! but he still was a jerk. He looked like the type of guy that'll get a girl pregnant and run away.

Chapter 2

9:00 I arrived at the psychological centre and went for the lift.

“Hey beautiful” a voice said as he just about stopped in front of the lift and walked inside.

“oh, hi James” , I spun around and he winked. James was tanned about , about 6ft 1 and he had the cutest smile I'd ever seen. If I was into white guys, I'd so totally date him.