"So your sure he's attractive?" I said to Khloe who was on the other line. She had arranged a blind date for me with this hot guy. She said she knew him through friends and so on but she didn't seem as though she wanted to tell me how she actually knew him. I for some reason agreed. I think I was starting to get desperate to find someone to love me and also I was craving affection. I know weird right and desperado you may call me but it's true. Anyway it was Valentine's Day and why not go on a date? I had nothing better to do than sit on my couch in my apartment in New York by myself eating chocolate and probably watching the movie Valentine's Day.
"Yes he's super Snazzy!"
"Hahah, hmm okay, what does he look like?" I was scared that I'd be left on a. Date with an ugly guy! I know I know it's not about looks but I still would like a man with looks.
"Well you'll be finding out. Anyway I have to go, love ya!"
"Love you." And then she hung up. I looked at myself in the mirror. God I'm ugly.
I had blondy-brownish hair mid length. Nothing exciting. I wished I had blond hair but then again I don't want to bleach my hair. I was short around 5'3 so I always wear stilettos. I hated being short I wish I was 5'11 or something tall like that. My mums family is short except the boys so my brother (who is older) is 6'1 so short girls tall men. My dads side were also tall as well as the girls so I obviously got my mums genes. I had big blue eyes with dark big eyebrows that were always on point. I had perfect straight teeth thanks to braces for three years. I had big lips which suited my perfect teeth. My face was a an oval like shape yet small to match my body's size. I was sassy and a smart ass so I may huge attitude made up for my height.
I went into my closet, which was a walk in May I add and chose out a short cute light blue dress, I put black stockings underneath and a big black fur coat over my shoulders and back seeing it was freezing in winter. If your trying to imagine my type is style which is very fashionable just think about what the channels wear on scream queens . I put on bright blue stilettos and grabbed my bag and left. I waited at the curb for a taxi which I did everyday to get to work.
I worked as an editor for a major magazine company. Paper magazine to be exact. The one that had Kim Kardashian naked on the front page, yeah that one. I've been working there for a year now and I am the editor of the pages where famous people tell us about them selves. I really enjoyed my job and was so excited when I found out I got the job. It had been my dr am since I was like ten.
I lived in NewYork so it was easy to get to work. I lived in an apartment building. My house/apartment had been my grandmas when she first moved to New York. It was big, a nice spaciousness walk in which lead to a sitting area. On one said was the kitchen and lounge and the other a hallway with the two bedrooms (both had ensuite and walk in robes), powder room and laundry. I had gotten an interior designer to furnish the home so it was gorges. I didn't live with anyone except my cat, Lavender.
I had now been waiting for ten minutes and if one didn't come soon I'd be late and probably wet. Dark clouds were forming over me. Another five minutes had gone and one still hadnt arrived. Shit shit shit! It started to rain. I knew my makeup would drip and make me look super bad. But luck was in my fate as a taxi arrived just in time. Thank good! I jumped in the taxi and told the driver where to go.
"Lucky I came looks like you were going to get wet!" He was a nice driver unlike some of the creepy or unfriendly ones I've had.
"Yeah thank god." It took a few minutes before we arrived at my destination, I paid the driver my money and hopped out of the taxi I brushed down my dress before I made my way into the mini café and asked the lady at the front for my table.
"Hi I'm reserved for Johnson."
"Sure, your company has arrived, table five ma'm." She pointed to the table and I saw a guy sitting there. He had snow blond hair and looked tan and muscly. He looked tall, even though I was tiny I liked my men tall. I made my way over and was a two meters away before he looked up. Fuck me
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Taxi Love
ChickLitI don't how I put my self in this position but it wasn't a good one. I knew I should have never said okay to the blind date my friend had set up but I did. And after it I went through so many crazy emotions and happenings that lead me to that day, t...
