Who's Going To Take The L - DRAFT COPY NOT EDITED

Chapter 5 - The Cheek Of It

I'm at home, laying on the floor on my back with my legs up in the air. Hmm, James would love this position. I need to get my dirty mind out the gutter, I'm supposed to be doing a yoga move after I searched for ways to help calm me down after such an embarrassing interview. Sure the beginning was going great. He seemed impressed with my answers. Then came the whole scene where I made it seem like he was throwing himself at me. I mean it's his fault after being a creep in the park what else was I meant to think.

He's sexy, extremely sexy. I've never met someone so hot before in my life. James is good looking don't get me wrong but he does not hold a candle to... I don't know his name. Sure he introduced himself but who was listening. Let's be real it was such a surprise and ok I wanted my dreams to turn in to reality but who can blame me. I don't know how much more I can take off this, Nicki has gone to stay with Dane for the night and I have nothing else to distract me.

"Layla let's go out somewhere, I mean you rich people always got something to do every day of the week" I've been on the phone to Layla trying to convince her to go out with me. I desperately need a distraction, so bad that I'm willing to go out on a work night and get completely fucked. I mean I can always say I'm still sick, wouldn't it be more believable. "Why do you suddenly want to go out, Mike said he was going to come to pick me up" The friend that's boy crazy is always the worst to call when you need a distraction. "Layla you can get dick another day. Stop being so dicknotized, I wonder what your finance is currently doing" she wants to be a bad friend, well I can be a bad friend to. Joking, I love her and she knows it. "Angel, your far from an Angel. Fine, we can go to this bar in town. It does food as well" I jump up in excitement. I mean Layla was always going to say yes, she's just obsessed with playing hard to get.

I'm dressed casually in a pair of dark blue jeans, a red lace crop top, and a pair of black heels. Layla, on the other hand, has decided on a tight black strapless dress and red bottom heels. I guess shes all dressed up for Mike tonight. Don't bother trying to learn all the names of the males Layla speaks to, you'll most probably never hear about them again anyway. Layla has chosen a nice little quiet place in town, it's a nice atmosphere and it looks like only regulars come to this spot. We choose to sit in a dark booth near to the back, it's more private and gives us a chance to talk more freely.

"So go on then and tell me all about this interview." Never one to beat around the bush Layla jumps straight to the questions, first one of course being did I find him hot. I tell her all about the interview and how I made a complete fool of myself, I also let her know that he was the creep from the park. I need to stop referring to him like that. If I do ever miraculously end up working for him that would not be a good way to think. "Now I've told you about all of that please can you promise me that you'll get me drunk so I can forget about it all.

The nights so far is going great, Layla has stuck to her promise and has gotten me drunk. I'm in a good mood and now standing up by the booth dancing along to the music playing in the background. Layla, of course, is sitting talking to some guys that decided to join the table, she knows them well, as my guess about this place only having regulars was correct. I'm in a good mood, just dancing away to the music when I spot something in the corner of my eyes. It couldn't be him right. This reminds me off the night we all went out and James was there. The outline of the shadow just seems so... Yeah, I must be drunk the outline of the shadow, really Angel.

"Excuse me beautiful would you like a drink" I turn around and see Ben. Why did I choose to go out with a rich friend again? I don't reply and go back to dancing, I mean we know his boring. Ben keeps trying to talk to me and I realize that he doesn't remember me. I find myself wishing James was here to get rid of him again. "Ben why are you disturbing Miss White here. Even though she thinks this is some sort of club, you can still have your class." I was right it was him, why do I keep seeing him. "Excuse me Mr. Sexy 1. I can handle myself and 2. Who do you even think you are?" "I don't think I was talking to you but I'm Mr. Sexy" The cocky bastard. "Well Mr. Sexy, I don't want to talk to a cocky stalker either. No matter how hot you are" Oh now I see this isn't going so well and I'm not making no sense. "Miss white get your hand off my chest, this suit is expensive" The cheek of him, I grab Layla and go to find an empty booth that is not full of rich cocky bastards.