Sweet Creature - H.S

Chapter 2

My throbbing headache and the sun beating through my eyes is what awoke me before my alarm. I groaned as I opened my eyes, I was lying on my stomach with my head to the side and my view was of a suitcase with clothes messily hanging out of it. I groaned again. It's Sunday, the day before my first day at work. The only day left I have to prepare. Nerves fill my stomach at the thought and I'm glad that it's not accompanied with an upset stomach from my alcohol consumption the night before. It's just the headache that is proof that I drank too much.

I sluggishly get up out of bed and stomp out of my bedroom towards the kitchen where the pills are to help the pain. 

I take two and down them with water and hope it works fast. I lean against the counter and hold my head in my hands. Why did I have to get drunk two nights before my first day. Of course I'd make that stupid mistake.

The guy from last night crossed my mind. He was cute, no doubt about it. Regardless of his arrogant attitude he had a face pleasing to the eye. I may have been drunk but not drunk enough to forget our moment shared in the bathroom. I couldn't forget that. I had only ever shared intimate moments with one person before so last night was different for me. I was different. I didn't care about the stranger grinding against me. I didn't care about being with that guy in the bathroom which wasn't like me at all. At the start of the night I had no plan whatsoever to even look at a guy never mind hooking up with a random one in the bathroom.

I decide moping around, cringing over last nights antics is a waste of my time and I've only got a day to prepare for tomorrow. A day to ease my anxiety and make sure I don't have any panic attacks in the morning.

I make my iced coffee and sit with it in the small living room in my apartment. I was lucky to find an apartment so close to the office as I can't afford a car and I only want to get the bus if I absolutely need to. The office is about a ten minute walk from my place and there's a Starbucks in between where I can get my morning coffee.

Two large windows are placed on the wall to the left of where my couch is located, it faces out onto apartments across the street and a busy road. My tv sits against the wall in front of my couch. For only living here a week I've already managed to make it look like home, even with things still not out their boxes and clothes still living in a suitcase.

Placing my cup in the sink after it's done I look in my cabinet at the cereal I have. I frown at it wishing I had bought a cereal not as high in calories so I decide to leave it. I'm not a breakfast person anyways I try to convince myself.

I make my way back to my room and get into a pair of sweats and a crop top so I'm comfy for the day.

After freshening up I iron my clothes for tomorrow and then begin on the mess of my suitcase in my room that hasn't moved since I arrived. I separate my clothes into drawers and put the empty suitcase in the spare room in the wardrobe. 

I tidy my room up a bit and get my laptop to look at the recent email from my new boss. 

It explains my schedule for tomorrow and includes how excited she is to see me again. From working in a small branch of this company in PA to being given the job of an assistant in the main branch which is located here in New York is a big change although extremely exciting. Styles Suits is a fashion company, it sells suits for men and women and suit dresses which is their latest line. It's a million dollar, family run company and has recently been taken over by the next in line I'm guessing. I earned enough for my own one bedroom flat back in PA but after applying here months back, I travelled for an interview and hit it off almost immediately with my new boss. A day after I was given the job as her new assistant.