Maid of Honour [On-hold]

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Chris Pine as Mr Shaw >>>>>looking sexy as hell

"Dickens I'm off for the day, cancel any meetings I have and direct only important calls to my cell" Mr Shaw told me locking his office which was directly in front of my little work station. I nodded

"Noted, anything else sir?"

"Only one, if Lydia calls tell her I got hit by a train this morning" I laughed as he put on his coat

Mr Bradbury Shaw is my boss and I'm his personal assistant, unlike the normal dead face, strict order boss, he's the cool kind. The kind to laugh at you tripping over air, or tell you your fashion sense makes no sense and lend you his jacket to replace your hideous one

"Got it, cancel all meetings and inform Cruella de vill you're dead. She'll probably have the mother of all parties celebrating your departure"

Lydia Jennings, Mr Shaw's monster in law. That woman is devils reincarnation for sure, the first time I met her I could see the evil I her. She's the kind that wears rabbit skin, over her Python snake one, the kind to smile and compliment you only to scheme behind your back

"I wouldn't put it past her" He took out his phone. "If I don't leave now, Debra will sure sling my head and I'll be dead for sure"

"Late again?"

"I'm never on time, but this time its crucial to my balls" He grimance covering his man hood, I burst out laughing as his expression

"I can imagine" He waved goodbye reminding me yet again to tell Lydia to go jump off cliff when she calls

Two hours after Mr Shaw was gone and my boredom taking its tall. No boss, no work

Nolan called

"Hey bitch, fancy a girls night out?" Was her greeting

"On a Thursday?" She chooses today of all days to go out and be rowdy with the pole

"Of course, its never a dull day when Nolan Hernandez still breathes"

"That's debatable"

She scoffed. "I could never win with you"

I laughed "And you best not forget it"

I packed up my desk as best as I could with one hand, as the other was occupied at the moment. I love my job, but I wish sometimes I had my own people to boss around you know. Having to take orders everyday, five days a week is no fun. But complaining gets you nowhere fast

I learned that from Kendal

"So you in?" I balance the phone properly so I could grab my bag and get going

"Depends"

"On what? Your fashion sense? Cause I could so lend you a few dresses, god knows you need a little...glamour in your life"

Nolan, Kendal and Melanie had been hounding my ass with my fashion sense for the last five years. Wanting me to add a bit of spark in the way I dress. According to them, jeans and shirts are not appropriate attire for a girl. I'm suppose to look like Kim kardashian twin sister or something, with tight ass dresses that barely cover anything and killer heels to sure give me blisters at the end of the day

I'm comfy with my jeans and shirts, ain't nobody said girls were only meant to wear Short ass dresses and heels all the time. Its the twentieth century for Christ sake

"There is nothing wrong with the way I dress" I argued which earned me a snort from Nolan

"Bitch please, my grandmother dresses better than you. And she only wears pantsuits"

I pressed the down button on the elevator, now having a better hold on my phone. It dinged and opened, I entered pressing G

"She's sixty"

"And?"

"And she doesn't count, she's not in my age group. Anyway, I'm only coming if you buying"

Its not that I'm broke or anything. My job pays pretty well, I can so buy a new car of I so desired. But I love my Ford civic so much that I can't see myself driving anything else

I'm just not feeling like paying for my own drink

"Bitch if you wanted free drinks, you could have been a whore" The elevator dinged and I got out, greeting Greta on the reception desk

"Whore?"

"Yes a whore, they have the high percentage of getting free drinks cause they have something to offer in return"

I laughed "Yeah you would know"

She gasped "Paige Dickens! Are calling me a whore?"

"You sound surprised"

"And you wonder why I call you a bitch" Yes Nolan can be a total slut most of the time, but she's still the same Nolan from high school

"That is defined as a female dog, last I check I was human"

"That's what you think" The minute I drove out the parking lot of my work building and getting into the busy roads of LA. I knew getting home was gonna be difficult

Traffic at five in the afternoon was a nightmare

"Is there a point to this whole conversation?" She was now on speaker, for me to be able to drive safely and not end up at the bottom of the lake because I was listening to Nolan and her ridiculous theories

"I sometimes hate you, you know that?" I laughed

"Yeah I know"

"My house seven o'clock, not a second later or we leaving without you"

"Why seven?" She heaved in total frustration, if I was near her. She would have probably slapped me for asking to many questions

"Woman, just get here alright jeez"

"Alright no need to shout"

"I didn't even - you know what? Bye" She hung up and I was cracking up

I love my life