Chapter 3: Ryan Winters

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(Ryan Winters above)

**Aria's POV**

I walk out of his office pissed off beyond belief. I walk into the elevator and press the ground floor button a little harder than necessary. I wait in the elevator to reach the ground floor, trying to calm down.

"Arrogant asshole, he needs to learn some manners before I beat them into him." I mumble under my breath unaware about the elevator doors opening.

I walk out of the elevator still extremely pissed off, taking deep breaths didn't help. Walking out of the building and into the warm breeze is refreshing. I walk to the parking garage and get into my car and sit there before calling Amy. She picks up after three rings.

"Hey Aria! How'd the interview go?" She asks enthusiastically.

"Hey Amy! It went good, I guess. I'm about to leave. But I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my place for the night or go clubbing?" I ask setting my bag down in the passenger seat.

"Clubbing, and I'll come over at 5:30, okay?"

"Yeah, that's fine. I'll see you soon. Bye."

"Bye." And with that she hangs up.

I put the key into the ignition and pull out of the parking garage and drive to the nearest grocery store which is Wegmans.

Knowing that Amy and I eat a lot of food before we go out. I pull into the parking lot and park in a spot closest to the entrance. I turn off the engine and get out locking the doors behind me. I walk in and grab a cart.

1 Hour later...

1 hour and 150 dollars later I walk out with a cart full of groceries. Life right now is killing me. KILLING ME. I set all the groceries in the trunk of my car and close the door. I return the cart to the return and when I turn I run into a wall.

"Not again." I grumble looking down at the ground.

"Well I'm sorry to burst your bubble but I have never run into you before and I guess that you have quite the habit of running into people. Don't you?" A masculine voice replies.

I look up and yet again it's another greek god standing before me. Not as hot as Xavier but still hot.
  
Lucky me. Sarcasm if you can't tell. Wait, why am I comparing him to Xavier? He's nothing but an arrogant jerk that likes to watch people crumble beneath him. But I wonder if he's going to be an arrogant bastard like the other Greek god I ran into. I hope not.

"I do have a tendency to run into people. And the first time didn't go so well."

"I'm Ryan Winters by the way." He introduces himself.

While his face has a smile that could make a girl melt and holds out his hand for me to shake, which I do. His dirty blonde hair is spiked, his green eyes are enchanting, his tall frame is dressed in gray jeans, a black shirt and a leather jacket.

"Aria Harden." I reply flashing him a smile.

"I'm sorry I ran into you." I apologize looking down at the ground sheepishly.

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