Hera
The next morning was extremely bright and sunny. I woke up with a smile on my face and stretched my arms while humming sweetly to myself. Tomorrow was our big meeting with the Genaro's and I wanted to assess the contract my uncle Bullet was making carefully before everything was completed.
It was so weird for me to wake up and think immediately about work. Before, I would wake up just to finish off a book I would have only started the night before. I had grown up immensely since then.
"Work or Hilary?" I debated with myself, wondering if it would be worth it cooping myself up in my office on such an amazing day. I finally came to the conclusion that I would spend the day with Hilary the way I'd like for it to be spent.
I picked up my charging iPhone next to me and dialled her number. Getting out of bed wasn't easy for me since I couldn't walk. She picked up and sounded so grumpy through the phone.
"I'm just gonna stay home for the day. The office life isn't for me, Hera, I really do hope that you understand. It's not you... it's me." Hilary yawned, not even bothering to greet me. I let it slide, I was in too much of a good mood anyway.
"No need for the office life today my friend, we're going out." I said cheerfully.
"What?" Hilary asked, her voice sounded sharp, which made me giggle.
"I'm not going to work today. I've been working like an animal and I honestly deserve a break."
"Oh yeah! Now we're talking! Finally, you're starting to become fun to be around."
"What... I'm not even going to ask." I sighed at her silliness, "Help me out of bed please. I want to make it back before dinner tonight and I have a lot to do."
"How much more can be done?"
"Just get your white ass here so we can get going!" I said, then hung up. I heard her sprinting until she threw my door open and jumped on my bed.
"We're going to have so much fun!" She screamed. She helped me onto my wheelchair.
Hilary helped to dress me into a pair of white jeans and loose white crop top with roses on it and suede sandals. She tied my hair into a simple ponytail and caked my face marvelously.
I had thicker eyebrows, nude lipstick and peach eye shadow with a cat-like mascara line at the ends of my eyes. She put some highlighter on my cheekbones, on the tip of my nose and the upper bridge of my lips. I looked more beautiful than could be.
Hilary dressed in a white tanktop under a fuchsia two piece suit with a gold necklace, gold earrings and gold sandal heels.
We left not long after we ate our heavy breakfast and double-checked our appearances in the mirror for the umpteenth time.
"Where to?" She asked me.
"New York." I said nonchalantly.
"What? That's so far away, we'll never reach by car!" She said in shock and I chuckled.
"Who said we're driving? I'm tired of the malls here, I'm craving some change." I smiled while we drove to the airport where our private jet would be waiting for us.
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