When we woke up Jackie took 2 hrs to get ready while I took 30 min. Jackie looked stunning! From head to toe. Me, well I looked like the typical cute girl that you would date for kicks and just to add another girl to your list of girlfriends you have had. Jackie had on one of those cute shirts that hangs off your shoulders and stops a centimeter above your belly button. It was pink. She loved pink! It had "cutie" written on it in white, and I totally agreed. She had on white shorts and black flats. Her long blonde hair was now wavy and it was kept back with a pink and white bandana/head band. Her make-up was simple but interesting. I always wondered how she could do her eye liner and mascara without getting anything in the wrong place. She had on blush that you would think was how her face always looked, and a pale pink lipstick. "Gee wiz Jackie! Are you tryna make him faint??" I asked looking astonished. "Do you really think I look that good?" she replied. She did have a problem with not realizing how pretty she actually was...but that's a good thing because any girl that is that pretty and knows it, is bound to be conceded and stuck-up. All of the boys claim that is exactly what she is, but if you ask any girls they say "That girl is as blind as a bat!", meaning she doesn't know the half of how good she has it.
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Alex
Late, late, late is all I can think as I wait for these girls to get down here. That never leaves a good impression on me and just for that I'm going to rush them off at the best place: The Eiffel Tower. Finally I hear the elevator bell ring! It better be them.
I see two girls stepping out of it one girl with wavy blonde hair and the other with wavy dark brown hair. The blonde chick looks happiest and it looks like she may be the reason they took so long. On the other hand the brunette looks as if she was in a whole different world. Her expression was blank and unfocosed. I could tell she wasn't the one that wears make-up everyday. She had on a bright yellow top with the word "sunshine" written on it in white. Her navy blue skirt was pulled up right below where my belly button would be, and her shoes were between navy blue and black...not quite one or the other. Her shirt really complemented her eyes which really tantalized me. The eyes were as brown as chocolate with something yellowish around the pupil. The yellow shirt really made that part of her eyes pop. Her skin was tan so I was pretty sure she wasn't of English descent but maybe some hispanic culture. But one thing was as clear as day. The way she dressed, walked, and probably talked let me know that she was very American.
I hate americans. Everything about the stupid hobnookers fires me up. There is nothing more I can say on the subject. I. Hate. Americans.
"Hi! You must be our tour guide! Im Jackie and this is Josaphina." says the blondie, holding out a sun tanned hand, with a big smile on her face. "Hello. I am Alex and you are late." I say quickly brushing her hand off and nodding towards the Josaphina person. She just meets my eyes for a split second, smiles and quickly looks away. The smile that was on Jackie's face is now gone and she has a sorry look on her face. "I'm so sorry, we just woke up a little later than we planned, let's not get off on the wrong hand, I'm really glad to meet you and I am looking forward to the most pleasant tour possible." Jackie says working in a smile towards the end that fills me with disgust. She is just so country I can hardly make out anything she says. "Fine but I don't believe I can say the same for myself." I mumble hoping they both heard it clearly and decide not to go through with the tour. "Um, excuse me? If you are really that unhappy about us being the people you show around this town then why in the heck did you choose this job, knowing anyone you didn't like could show up and ask for a tour? Look we don't even know you all that well so you can either be pleasant or you're not getting paid. Heck, Jackie is being nice about it but Im not the one that puts up with rude people like you." says Josaphina with the most disgusted expression I have ever seen. "I, I, I'm sorry" I somehow manage to get out between stutters. "It's been a long night and tardiness doesn't help my mood at all" I say half-heartedly. "Since I have been so rude let's start off with the most finest diner available, my treat. If you will just follow me this way." I say really shocked by how bravely Josaphina confronted me about my attitude. I had no other choice than to make it up to them. After all, I did want to get paid.
Without looking back I lead them to the limo and tell the driver to take us to Josh and Louise's Diner. I love eating lunch there and it has been rated five star by the whole city. As we drive I point out various places and say a little history on each of them. I can't help but notice that Jackie is the only one actually interested and Josaphina seems to be occupied by whoever she is texting on her phone. Josaphina finally starts talking to Jackie by the time we get to the diner. They excuse themeselves to the restroom and tell me to order them chicken salads.
As I sit down and wait for them to get back, I realize that I can't wait for Josaphina to get back. All of the sudden I miss her rudeness towards me. I wish I wouldn't have been so rude because I really want her to like me now. I guess now that I mention it, I kind of like Josaphina. If only she were british, english, or french. It may be a little hard....but I think I have a plan.
