The Breaking Point

Party time

Recap-

My boss: Are you guys ready?

Everyone cheered.

My boss: And the winner is... Ciara Felicia Robinson!!

Everyone clapped and cheered, except Jade. I've been busy paying attention to my champaign so, I didn't notice until Chres nudged me in the arm. I was totally shocked, could this day get any better? I walked casually towards my boss, smirking while I passed Jade, and accepted my award. I was about to walk back to Chresanto when everyone started yelling speech. So I finally decided to do a lil somethin.

Me: Guys, I want to thank you all for coming, and cheering for me. I really appreciate it, this award means a lot

to me. I also want to thank my boss,

Mr. March, My bro for life, Chresanto, and the love of my life, Michael. I love you baby!

I looked into the crowd but didn't see him there, but I know he's in here somewhere. I walked back to Chresanto and he gave me a big hug with a kiss on the cheek. I expected Jade to come up to me and start talking crap about how she would've won but, she surprisingly didn't. Actually, I didn't see her in the crowd when I came back either. But, I'm not going to worry about her anyways. I walked back to my office and started packing my things. I'm leaving early so I can get myself prepared for my party tonight.

When I got home, I unlocked my door and dropped my bags on the couch. You'd think that since I have one of the coolest jobs, I'd also have one of the coolest houses. Even though I have a two story apartment, it's not that big. But, I'm not throwing racks just yet, when I'm CEO of this fashion business, I'll have a big house in the Hamptons. I put some left over pizza in my microwave and turned on my television to "New Housewives of New Jersey." Once I had my little snack, I went upstairs to my bedroom and turned on my shower. I put my iPhone on my ihome and stripped my clothes. I switched my songs to "Moment for life" by Nicki Minaj. I got onto the hot shower and soaped myself up, then I washed my hair. When I was done, I got out the shower and dried my hair with the hair dryer. I then started my makeup and finished my hair. When I was done I put on my clothes and shoes. This was the finished product:

I checked myself out in the mirror one last time and took my phone off the charger and grabbed my purse.

(A/N: She came home around three thirty and the party is at six so...yeah.)

I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I got into my black Revolvo and drove off to this place called "The Ballroom". When I got there, I checked my face in the mirror and got out. I texted Michael to tell him I was here. I got inside and said my name to the security guard. He let me in and I walked into this huge Ballroom with a huge bar and a whole lot of people. While I was enjoying the high class scenery, someone's hands went on my face and covered my eyes.

???: Guess who.

Me: Hmm... let my guess. Chris Brown.

???: No, it's me Michael.

I gasped dramatically.

Me: Oh, Michael! I wouldn't of guessed. Now get your dirty hands off my face, it took me hours to do my makeup perfectly.

He took his hands off my face.

Michael: Well, excuse me miss diva.

I rolled my eyes.

Michael: Now let's go to the bar and get you a drink.

He grabbed my hand and led me to the bar. He called the bartender.

Bartender: What can I get for you guys?

Michael: We would like a Mango Martini for the lady and a Beer for me.

Bartender: Okay, coming right up.

He walked away to start making our drinks. I turned towards Michael on my stool.

Me: How did you pay for all this? It had to be a fortune.

Michael: Aye baby, don't worry about it.

The bartender came with our drinks and we thanked him. Michael payed him with a tip. We both took a sip of our drinks when Michael tapped me on my shoulder.

Michael: Hey baby, I'll be back, I have to handle something important.

Me: Oh okay.

We quickly kissed and Michael vanished into the crowd with his drink. I was looking around, once again enjoying the scenery when a gorgeous man caught my eye. He was at the other side of the bar, having a beer. I never seen a man so fine, and to be honest, Michael isn't that THAT fine either. Chresanto is more sexier than him, but, he's like an older brother to me. Anyway, he was wearing a nice black suit, with a tie, he had a big curly Afro, and shades. Even though we were inside, he looked really sexy with them on. He was on his cellphone until he noticed me staring at him, he smiled a sexy smile. I blushed and looked down embarrassed but, when I looked back up, he was gone.

???: Looking for me?

I turned around and saw him there smiling that smile.

Me: What makes you think I was looking for you?

He chuckled.

???: Then, who were you looking for?

I didn't know what to say.

Me: I-I was uh looking for someone else.

???: Well, I hope you don't mind me sitting next to you.

Me: Go ahead, keep me company.

He sat down.

???: My names Jacob by the way, but you can call me Princeton if you want.

Me: Okay, Princeton, my names Ciara. So what brings you here?

Princeton: Well, my boss owns this place and I kinda work here.

Me: Oh really? Then why aren't you working?

He laughed.

Princeton: Well actually, this ballroom isn't always a ballroom.

My eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.

Me: What do you mean?

Princeton: I mean, sometimes it's a club, you know, like a club with dancers and strippers. Stuff like that.

Me: Oh, so your like, a stripper?

Princeton: I guess you can say that. Maybe you should come tomorrow and see. This is actually my day off.

Me: Oh, well I will definitely think about stopping by.

Princeton: Cool. Are you by yourself?

Me: Uh, no my boyfriend is here somewhere.

Princeton: I figured. I mean, your way too beautiful to be by yourself. Your boyfriend shouldn't leave you here unattended, you could run into guys like me.

I blushed.

Me: Yeah, your right. I should go find him. I mean I'm supposed to be celebrating winning an award. It was really nice talking to you.

Princeton: You too sexy face.

And with that, he got up and left. I got up too and wandered off to find my boyfriend, some celebration. But, it will get better, right?