Mr. Perfect ( On Hold)

7

Moving out of my small cubicle seemed more difficult than anything.

It's not like I had a whole bunch of things of my own but packing and sealing the boxes Tracey brought was a Herculean task.

Tracey came over today morning to help me pack. It was noon by the time we finished and we were so hungry we could probably devour an entire mountain of food.
"Let's go get some thing to eat. I am famished. "

"When are you not?" I retort.

"Hey! I am a growing lady! I need my food. Go ahead judge me for that. "

"Lady. " I snort, " And I am judging you, alright"

"Dumb! "

"Dork"

"Ass"

"A pretty one, you can't deny. " I say striking a pose.

"Shut up. "

After a hearty lunch we came back to see a truck parked near the building and 2 suit clad men.

That's my cue to run.

As I enter the apartment , I see 2 men already grabbing all the boxes, not that I had a lot, and moving them down stairs.

That's one less job.

"Ms. Andrews?"  I turn back to see a man in a blue shirt and black trousers standing there with a smile on his face.

"Thats me. "

"Hi! I am Mr. Maxwells P. A.'s assistant. My name is Barry. "

"Hello Barry. What can I do for you today? "

"Mr. Maxwell has asked you to wait at Tracie's Pizzeria for another half an hour for him. He said he would take you to your new apartment from there. Would that be alright miss? "

"Sure Barry and you can call me Hailey. "

"Thanks Hailey. " he says and leaves.

From there we go to Tracie's.

True to his word, Ashton came over at Tracie's in exact half hour.

"Nice ride " I say as I see Ashton car when we come out.

"It's one of my favorites "

Car ride with Ashton was awakard and silent and a whole new level of weird. Until I couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ashy please turn up the radio. "

"No "

"Why not? "

"Because, my car my rules. "

"Whatever, jerk " I cross my hands and huff. Pouting slightly, I look outside the window.

He sighs and then turns up the radio. I smirk in satisfaction.

"Thanks " I mumble under my breath.

Ignoring me he continues driving.

We were now moving along the richer parts of Manhattan. I have been her once or twice before with Trace, but I don't remember anything.

After sometime Ashton pulls over in front of a huge and lavish looking building which by my guess is a minimum of 50 floors.

"We are here" he says pulling over his fancy car in the parking lot

We get down. I follow Ashton like a lost puppy looking very much out of place. I don't think I'll ever fit in places like this.

I just want to get this over with so I can leave this place and go back to my own life of misery.