Mystery girl

Chapter 6

ARIANA POV:

Undies: check

shit load of socks and bras: Check

Tee shirts: Check

jeans: check

sneakers:Check

Brush, toothbrush, camera, shampoo, and other stuff : Check

Okay well I am all set to go. After pouring the first clothes that I found into my suitcase and making sure again and again that I had everything I needed I ran out the door to make my way to the airport. I was rushing like crazy, well because I was SO late. Like always. Well it wasn't my fault. It was all luke's with trying to kiss me and stuff.

After he tried that stunt I kind of just threw myself on the floor and mentally stabbed myself for not letting myself kiss him. Oh well no time to think about guys right now, work is what is important right now.

I began driving out as I stopped quickly.Should i bring cute clothes? You know just in case I get asked out by a beautiful English man. I thought for a moment until I laughed out loud and drove away towards the airport.

Finally after reaching the airport I met up with Mr.Evans. My god can i say for him being my boss and all he is one good looking man. Mr.Evans was in his late 20's very young for him to be my boss, but his father is half owner of US weekly mag so he had an advantage there. Mr.Evans had dark brown hair that sometimes looked red in good lighting, and his eyes were a light shade of green. His skin was golden and his body seemed fit under his designer suits. Everyone in the office always crushed on Mr. Evans, I used to until he well became my boss and I had to let that go. But today he's not wearing a suit.. he's wearing a white cardigan with nice blue jeans that fit his body type perfectly. You could see Mr.Evans abs from the tight cardigan and I just wanted to scream.

Nope no no. Snap out of it he's your boss. You need this job.

"You ready to go Ariana?" Mr.Evans said as he handed me my boarding pass.

I nodded and we entered the plane. We took our seats in first class and I looked at the seats in awe. I have never been in first class before, and if i could take a picture right now I would.

The first two hours of the flight it was quiet between Mr.Evans and I. Until Mr.Evans decided that small talk would be nice.

"So Ariana for these couple of days it will be extremely busy but trust me you will meet lots of important people who i know will like your writing. I do hope you brought a gala dress."

I froze. WHAT??? No one told me I was supposed to bring one.. well its not like I have a Gala dress in my closet ready to be put. "Mr.Evans-"

"-Please Ariana just call me Nathan, these last name bases are just so old school. I don't think you would like me to call you Ms. Torres?"

"N-no sir."

"You see, so please just call me Nathan."

I nodded and looked down at my nimble fingers.

"What were you saying again dear?"

I sighed. I had to tell Mr.Evans.. i mean 'Nathan' that i didn't bring a gala dress.

"I, well i didn't really bring a Gala dress, well actually I didn't know i had to bring one." I said really quickly and quietly.

Mr.Evans, oh damn it sorry NATHAN. I really do have to remember that. Nathan started to laugh as he placed one of his hands on my knees, I freaked out and moved my knees away. I looked at the plane window as he noticed how uncomfortable i was he moved a little farther away as he continued to speak "don't you worry about the Gala dress, we will get you one once we land in London, and we will have a hairstylist and makeup come the day of the Gala to get you ready. We must make you look astonishing."