Sasha's point of view
I had dropped off Mr Thompson at his work station and I drove off to my uncle Ericks house. Apparently he wanted to discuss something really important with me. He contributed to the family every now and then. He wasn't stable financially but I appreciated the effort. I parked outside his average sized house and made my way to his entrance.
I knocked on his old wooden door and he answered in a few seconds. He smiled widely before hugging me.
"Hey unc",I say as I step inside his cozy home. He wasn't married neither did he have kids. He just happened to not want to have a family and that's what he got. You get what you expect.
"Do you want anything to drink?" He asks.
"I'm fine don't worry unc. I don't have much time anyway I have to get back to the mansion",I tell him because at 10AM I had to collect Mrs Thompson.
He pulled out his old laptop and placed it on the table ,he unlocked it and opened an online trading site, forex. I knew all about it,the whole trading and foreign currency bullshit. I once wanted to invest but I didn't have the patience for it. What I didn't know was that my uncle was into it. I always wondered where he got his money from since he didn't have a job, now I knew.
"I need help with this,I could even scoop you $100 if you help me pull this off. See if I win this trade I'll make $500 and I will give you $100"
"That's easy money",I analysed the chats. The buyer and seller market and helped him. In a few minutes he had won the challenge and he exclaimed in joy. I laughed.
"Yes!"
"So this is how you get your money huh",I chuckle.
"Well think about it . I'm seated at home but still earning. Tell you what I will give you your $100 cash right now"
"No it's alright unc. I have to get going anyway",I stand up and hug him goodbye.
"You seem to know a lot about forex though, why don't you teach people about it and make money from it,hell you made $100 from me right now"
He was right. I had to sit down and think this through I could make money for my mothers medication and save up for my sister's tuition. This was perfect. I was good at forex and I liked It so it wouldn't be hard for me.
"I definitely will unc", I get into the car and check the time heading to the mansion. I arrived at 9:30AM,I got inside and waited patiently for Mrs Thompson downstairs. I shoved my hands deep within my slacks pocket and wondered what my little sister Laila could be doing right now. She was probably in her science lesson right now with her boring teacher. I made a mental note to call her after school.
I chuckled and started walking to and forth slowly. I didn't notice Miss Thompson seated on the white leather couch,eating a bowl of vanilla ice cream. She was watching a movie and when I stared a little longer at the screen I noticed that it was called below her mouth it was an LGBT movie and that made me furrow my eyebrows a bit.
Was she into women?
I instantly looked away when she looked at me,"hey. Sasha right?"
"Yes. Would you like anything ma'am?",I ask now looking at her. I didn't last even 5 seconds because I turned my gaze away. She was breath taking and staring at her was going to make me long for her and I am in no place to go down that path. She's a millionaires daughter and I'm just a common person. What would a lady like her possibly find interesting in me?
"No. And please don't call me ma'am. Call me Vanessa"
"I'm sorry ma'am. I can't do that. I'm just an employee here, your father prefers to be called Mr Thompson, your mother prefers Mrs Thompson,so calling you by your name would be weird"
"Just because you're hired by my father does not mean we can't be friends",she argued. My heart started beating rapidly when I made eye contact with her again. Her eyes widened before she smiled at me.
Fuck, her smile.
This lady was killing me by just looking at me. When I stared into her warm brown eyes I saw a lot. I saw a beautiful being, a woman to have a future with, a woman full of adventure, an undeniably appealing woman. All this in one person. I decided to be calm,I had yet to get to know her inside. If I had the chance that is.
"Why would you want to be friends with me, Miss Thompson",I ask. Seriously,why? I have nothing to offer her. Nothing at all.
She smirked and I tightened my jaw. Her smirk was making me feel some type of way I'd rather not explain. I'm supposed to be professional,I fixed my tie clearing my throat.
She pointed her spoon at me and I found it cute," Well first. That's Vanessa to you and second,I find you really interesting. I want to know about you"
There was silence as we stared at each other. It amused me how she could be so humble when she has it all. Her parents are so rich. She placed her ice cream bowl on the glass table and stood up. She had on a pink shirt written ride or die and black short shorts ,with bare feet. I felt my insides warm and I smile a bit. She had her toe nails perfectly done too. She didn't have any make up on and she was still mesmerizing.
She came over to me and I couldn't help but notice our height difference,she was short and I let a small laugh escape my throat. I fisted my mouth to prevent anything else from coming out.
She folded her arms and raised her right eyebrow,"what are you laughing at?"
"Sorry. You're just really short",I blurted out before chuckling continuously suppressing an eruption of laughter. She faked an offended expression and gasped. She pointed her finger against my left torso. Her nails were also beautifully manufactured and her fingers were tiny.
"You're so mean",she says before playfully pushing me. I shrugged my shoulders. She put out her hand for me to shake.
"So what do you say. Friends?", she asks gazing up at me. I looked down at her hand. She can't possibly be asking me to be her friend. I can't be her friend. Not with the emotions I feel around her. That's impossible. I wanted more but I couldn't afford it yet.
Right I couldn't afford it.
If I can't afford it then friends it should be right? Right. My hand met hers and when they touched I felt butterflies in my stomach,her hand was soft and gentle compared to mine. I enjoyed feeling her touch. Even if it was just a handshake.
"Friends",I complete and she smiles widely. I get mesmerized and I almost compliment her but I get interrupted by Mrs Thompson heading down the stairs looking expensive as usual. I withdraw my hand as if I committed a crime I don't know why I did that but I did. Vanessa looked at me confused.
I headed outside waiting for Mrs Thompson,the car door was open already. She stepped out and entered the vehicle. I closed the door after her and made my way to the front seat, heading to her destination.
