The Ugly Friend?

A Friendly Meeting

As Brooke sat through lunch with Mark, she soon found out he was much more smarter than he appeared. He could hold a descent conversation and wasn't a total meat head. They talked about where they came from and how they ended up here.

Brooke explained to Mark that her friends all wanted a condo in New York to live in together. They each found jobs nearby the condo and they were soon packed and out headed toward New York.

Mark, however, just wanted a place as far away from his parents as possible. He said that they did something that nearly ruined his life. He preferred not to talk about it. His parents live in California, so he figured that New York was far enough away.

After several words being thrown back and forth between the two, Mark finally announced,"Well, Mrs. Summner, I should get you back to the office, so you can finish those papers on your desk." They stood up and walked out of the café that was right across the street from their job. It was 10:00a.m. and her job ended at 3:00p.m., so there was no time for foolishness.

As soon as she got to her desk, she said goodbye to Mark Williams and work on the wrtings for the rest of the day. She started with the hard copies, so she could do the email ones at home.

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It had been a long day and Brooke Summner was not at all smiles. She had taken her red pumps off when she got on the elevator. What she needed was a really nice foot massage. She slumped over on the white sofa with her feet on the white foot rest. 'Ah! Now this is relaxing. It's been a long day of work and this is all I want right now,' she thought to herself. Just at that moment Ambria and Emy barged into the house screaming about something. "Oh hey, Brooke, you're here. Now I can tell you about the absolutely fabulous guys that work at my job. Not to brag or anything, but I found a gay guy and I think we are on the road to friendship," Ambria squealed. 'A gay guy in the fashion world? Who would have guesses?' Brooke couldn't help but think snobbishly. "Okay so anyways," she continued, "I love my job. This guy is so freaking hot! I swear I'm in love... with his looks, of course. Never fall in love in New York... unless you live in New York then that doesn't apply to you. Forget what I'm talking about. How was your day?"

"Oh, I met a handsome guy as well. He's very smart and friendly, but I didn't meet any gay guys. I guess you won, huh? Too bad for me. Wake me up when it's time for dinner!" she called behind her as she got up and trotted off to her bedroom.

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Because she slept almost the entire afternoon, dinner came fast for Brooke. Micky came in to wake Brooke up, she hopped on the bed shaking her,"Brooke! Dinner time!"

Brooke almost had a heart attack. She jerked up out of bed in a panic waiting for a robber to come bursting through the door... NOTHING. She turned around to see Micky on her bed laughing out loud. "Oh my gosh I hate you!" she said laughing along," Get out of my room you stupid blonde!"

"Hey, we all know that I am the smart one, so don't even try to play that blonde line on me," Micky said trying to sound stern. Needless to say, it didn't work. Brooke couldn't deny that Micky was very very smart for a blonde, so she walked out to dinner after rolling her eyes at Micky. The 4 friends sat around the glass table and had a peaceful dinner. They all went to bed, so that in the morning, they could do it all over again.

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