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Well, my sweet sleep was short lived. I woke up to C hitting me with a pillow and yelling at me to get up. I wonder why she's waking me so early. Typical C. Early bird.
"What C? I want to sleep some more. Why do I have to get up so early." I asked yawning, sleep threatening to take over.
"Well, you're late. Exactly 15 minutes late. That's why I'm hitting you with this!" She said hitting my forehead with the pillow one last time.
"Late? Late for what? We have our meeting at 9:30 and you're bothering me. You are not even dressed yet." I said cuddling the soft pillow at my right.
"I'm not dressed because I'm not late. You work for Jerkface now, remember? " She said close to my face.
"Jerkface?" I was already asking when it clicked.
Jerkface...Aaarghhh...I thought, jumping out of bed. That simple word seemed to send my blood pumping fast. Good, now I was late two times in a row. Way to go, Jasmine.
I pulled the bath robe from where it lay and ran fast into the bathroom, that I almost slipped. I was done in a jiffy.
When I got out, C already had my clothes laid out on the bed.
"You're the best, C." I said as I made way to go give her a hug.
"No hugs. You're late" she said, a finger in the air.
"Now get back to business!" She commanded.
I pulled the black high waist pintucked trousers over my short legs as I tucked in my fitted striped shirt.
(Btw...that's how she's supposed to look like.)
I plopped on my black heels, did my signature make-up as quickly as I could, grabbed my handbag and blew C a kiss as I ran out of the room. My hair wasn't so much of a mess so, I just ran my fingers through it. Luckily for me, the elevator wasn't on hold so I didn't have to wait. I greeted the people I met in there with a smile as I waited impatiently for the elevator to make it's way down.
I finally got down and located the parking lot. It was easy to remember seeing that this place is huge. And there I found Mr Jerkface, in all his grace--ish resting on the hood of his black lamborghini murcielago with a phone pressed to his ear.
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Phases of Jasmine
Chick-LitShe's a broken mess. He has his dark secrets too. She dented his ego. He was determined to destroy hers, but when they finally meet again, things are not the same way they seemed. She's hot and he's hot. Hopefully they don't get burnt. ...