Lovely

The First Interaction: June 2015

The crisp breeze hits my face as I rush down the busy sidewalks of LA, squeezing through the tourists leisurely walking without anywhere to go, I on the other hand am extremely late to meet my best friend for a coffee date. Work ran longer than I expected leaving me no time to get from one side of LA to the other. I took a taxi for about half the distance but after sitting in traffic for twenty minutes, I realized my best option was to walk, or technically jog. I finally make it to the shop thirty minutes late and order an iced americano. Glenne, my best friend, waits eagerly to tell me the news she just insisted on telling me in person.

"I've started dating this guy," Glenne bursts as soon as my bottom hits the chair. 

"Is this the guy you have kind of been seeing?" She tends to meet a lot of cute guys and 'see' them for short periods of time dropping them when the slightest thing happens. It's not that she likes to be with a lot of guys, it's just that she is so busy with her job at snapchat that it takes a lot for her to want to commit to someone.

"Yes, but we made it official last night."

"That's great G! So tell me about him," I ask and she does for the next half an hour. His name is Jeff short for Jeffrey and he works for a music company managing artists. Glenne has already met some of his friends and meshed well with them.

"I really want you to come meet him," she begs inviting me over for a little get together the two are throwing on Friday. Glenne is inviting a few of her good friends and Jeff is doing the same.

"Sure," I say my shyness peeking through not wanting to mingle with new people. This is why Glenne and I click so well, I am shy and introverted, and she is outgoing and confident. She brings me out of my shell and I help balance out her craziness.

"I swear you are going to love all of them." 

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Casual attire is what the text from Glenne read the day of the gathering. I had been struggling to figure out what to wear so I eventually gave up and texted her to see what everyone else was wearing. I tore threw my closet to come up with something that said 'I didn't try too hard, but I did try.' I settle on a satin mini dress with some jewelry and black platform boots adding more height than I probably need, my natural height being 5'9. I apply light makeup and leave my hair in its natural blonde waves. I grab a bag and stuff all my necessities in it then call a taxi.

I arrive at Glenne's a tad late not wanting to be the first one there. I can hear the music from outside her apartment giving me a sense of peace. I know I may seem like an overly anxious, over dramatic person freaking out over meeting some new people, but it's hard to meet genuine people in LA. I'm still not used to the fakeness of it and I have lived here for almost two years. I grew up in a completely different setting, in a small town where the mean girls were in one group. Here, it's hard to know who you can trust and I have learned it is better to have few real friends than a boat load of fake ones. I only moved here to further my career, I was in New York for a while but found I was traveling here more than I was home in Manhattan.

The door opening takes me out of my thoughts and Glenne pops up ushering me in.

"I'm glad you are here," she hugs me.

I walk into her living room and see some familiar faces and a whole bunch of new ones. She takes me over to a man standing in jeans and a button down.

"Margot, this is Jeff. Jeff, this is my best friend in the entire world" she introduces. I shake his hand and give him a smile. I recognize him as soon as I see his face, he is the son of Irving Azoff who plays a mega role in the industry.

"It's so nice to finally meet you," he says. I notice the way his eyes light up looking at Glenne and I can tell he is good for her.

"You as well," I respond. I spend some time getting to know him a bit before I wander over to the makeshift bar and pour myself a drink. Glenne invited me to stay the night so I don't have to worry about calling a cab.