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Ch2: Meeting Elliot Stone
Day 1
Here I am at the San Francisco airport with a cardboard sign that says;
Elliot Stone. Come here.
I've been standing in the same place for thirty minutes and I begin wondering if my mother lied. Maybe it's some sick prank to get back at me.
I woke up extra early for this and actually put a little work into my appearance. My brown hair is in a neat french braid and I put mascara around my green eyes making them stand out. I'm wearing some jeans, a simple pink shirt and black vans.
I'm about to leave when Elliot Stone comes walking down the stairs and I don't remember why I didn't want him in my apartment. Seeing him on magazines or on TV is different from having him a few feet away. He's a tall, muscular, dark haired, brown eyed man with a gorgeously strong jawline.
He's standing in front of me and I somehow keep my face emotionless and distant.
"I'm guessing you're my new chauffer," Elliot says uninterested as he hands me his luggage.
That's why I don't want him in my apartment, he's a huge douche.
"No," I laugh sarcastically pushing his luggage towards him "I'm your new roommate."
"You're kidding, right?" he mocks as he pushes his luggage back towards me.
"I'm not kidding," I glare at him "you're living with me for the next year and as far as I know with no kind of luxuries."
"What are you talking about?" he exclaims causing a few people to stop and stare at us.
He's making a scene and as much as my mother insisted on being nice to him, I'm simply not capable. Patience and tolerance are not virtues of mine and he's pissing me off.
"I can get you fired right this instance," he yells while towering me. He's a good six-feet tall which makes my five-six height seem small.
"Shut up and listen," I say my voice ice cold "I'm not scared of you, I can make your life a living hell from now on. Elliot you will live under my roof and my rules for a year. I advise you to stop being a huge dick and grab your luggage."
He's surprised by my response and I see him vibrating with anger.
Oh Elliot, did you expect me to be scared because you have anger issues and a bad boy facade?
No, that's not working on me.
"Are you going to just stand there?" I ask irritated.
"Do you have any idea who I am?" he asks a sharp edge to his voice.
"You're Elliot Stone," I answer faking extreme boredom "son of Kyle Stone and Melissa Stone. The owners of the Stone Company, which is known as one of the most successful companies in the country. I know who you are and you don't scare or intimidate me."
This pisses him off even more.
Is he expecting me to be surprised by who he is?
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We arrive to my apartment building after an hour long train ride, thirty minute bus ride, and a fifteen minute walk.
Yes, the airport is that far from my shabby little apartment.
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Girl With the Heart of Stone
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