Hey everyone! This is a story that I am currently co-writing with my really close friend, Luneara Eclipse. She is like a sister to me.
I highly recommend going to read her stories. She's an amazing writer.
My character is Alex and her's is Sam.
I only own Alex and she owns Sam. Everything else we do not own and the rights go to their respective owners.
Sam POV
I glared at the laptop. My client, a woman named Melissa Howard, sent me an email saying she didn't like the colors she chose and wanted a different color. I was an interior designer so I was used to this, however it was the fifth time this week she did this! The worst part is that my boyfriend of the last year, Jack, insisted on me keeping her as a client.
I sighed and pulled out my phone and called my best friend Alex. She seemed to be the only friend I had. I guess it was because most people take one look at my tattoo sleeves on my arms and the piercings on my face and run away. I tend to hide them under long sleeves and only keep my tongue ring.
"Hey Alex, if you ain't busy let's meet at the diner. I need a burger like nobody's business." I said.
"Sure Sam. See you there."
Despite her being rich, Alex was such a cool person. She didn't think I was an ex-con like most of the people here in New York. I walked outside and got on my lovely chopper. It was a motorcycle that looked like my dad's down to the custom paint job of red and gold with what looked like claw marks on it.
It took twenty minutes to get to the diner and I hopped off the bike. I walked in and saw Alex already there looking like she was in a bad mood as well.
Alex POV
I impatiently tapped my pencil against my desktop. I hate this job so much. It's just so boring. I looked out over the nighttime view of New York City. A normal person would be in awe of the sight, but I was calculating how hard I'd have to throw my desk chair to break the glass surrounding my office and how far it'd fly. Hell I'm rich. I can pay for the damages and possible lawsuits. I'm the president of Evan Industries and hate it. It's a stupid job and hate doing it. Sure, I get paid alot, but I'm already rich. Why the hell would I need the money? I looked down at the pile of figures I'm supposed to look through. Just looking at it made me want to strap myself to my deskchair before chucking it out the damn window. Before I can contemplate the aerodynamics of my flying desk chair any further, my cell phone started ringing. Thankful for the distraction, I answered.
After I hung up I grabbed my jacket, and put my phone in my bag and headed towards the door when my assistant Jess Miller walked in.
"Can I get you anything, Ms. Evans?"
"No thank you. I'm done for the night."
I hit the button and waited for the elevator before stepping in.
When I finally reached the bottom, I crossed the lobby and headed to the V.I.P parking. I find my dumpy looking toyota pickup and unlock it and get inside.
My dad never approved in my truck. He said that I should get a jaguar or some other expensive sports car. Something that would fit a president of a multibillion dollar company.
It didn't take me long until I pulled into the parking lot of the diner. Sam and I love this place. We always come here for the great food. The people are pretty damn awesome themselves. I see that Sam isn't here yet so I go in to save us a table. Not like it's that busy this late anyways. As I walk inside, I'm greeted my Mike the cook and Lucy who's the main waitress. I go sit at our usual table.
"Hello there Alex. Long day?" She asks.
"You have no idea." I reply, earning a chuckle from the elderly woman.
"So what can I get ya?" She asks. "The usual?"
I look out the window to see if Sam has arrived yet.
"Yeah, The usual for both of us. Sam is on her way."
She walks away just as I see Sam pull up on her Harley. She walks in and looks like she can kill somebody.
She sat down on the seat across from me.
"I ordered our usual." I said.
"Thanks." She said, putting her helmet on the seat next to her.
"So what's up with you?" She asked. "You look like you want to strangle somebody."
" I do! I swear, if I look at anymore figures or anything business related, I'm gonna hang myself."
"Trust me, I know how you feel." She sighed. "My client, Melissa Howard, emailed me to change the color because she didn't like the color she chose...again!"
"Again? God, this is like the 20th time this week!"
"5th." She corrected.
Sighing, I sit back in my seat.
"Sam, what are we doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, with our lives! We're 23 and 24. We are way to young to be stuck in a rut!"
"We need to do this weekend."
"Like what?"
"I don't know. Go somewhere. Somewhere far from work."
Sam POV
"How about Vegas? When I was small and had to ride on my uncle, Maddog's hog; the pack went to Vegas for some fun." I smiled remembering back when I was living with my parents and the biker gang they were part of.
"Vegas?" Alex smirked, "Seriously?"
"Hell yeah! Sin City baby! We can get wasted, lose money and meet some guys." I grinned.
"What about Cody and Jack?" SHe asked.
"Ugh, I don't know about you but I'm dumping Jack's sorry ass!" I wrinkled my nose.
"Why? I thought you guys were getting engaged soon?"
"He is dull! Besides I'm only with him because my grandparents like him. I like muscles which is why I did't mind." I said.
Our food arrived so we ate in silence. I missed going to Vegas, it was so amazing! Plus if you're good at couting cards then you can win big. After twenty minutes I looked at Alex. She looked like she was thinking of something.
"So are we going to Vegas?" I gave her my best puppy-dog eyes.
Alex POV
"Vegas,huh?"
She nodded.
I pondered this for a couple moments. Sin City. Just the thought of it was enticing.
"Alright." I replied. "Sin City it is."
'So what are you going to do about Cody?"
"Kick his ass to the curb." I smirked.
She grinned evily.
"On one condition though.."
"What?"
"We dump our boyfriends and leave tonight. After eating let's go home dump the losers, pack up, meet back here and go."
"Hell, I'm up for it. Let's do it!"
We finished our meals and left. I didn't live too far so it took me about 10 minutes to get to my house. As I pulled up, I saw Cody's car in the driveway. Perfect. I grabbed my bag and went inside.
"Hey babe." Cody greeted as I walked in the door. "I made dinner."
"Actually I already ate." I replied, making my way up the stairs.
"What?" He asked, following me.
"I already ate. I went out with Sam." I replied, annoyed.
I walked over to my closet and pulled out my suitcase and started pulling out clothes from my closet.
"What are you doing?"
"Packing."
"Why? Where are you going?"
Rolling my eyes I spun around to face him.
"Vegas! Sin City,baby!"
"Why? What abbout me?"
"What the hell about you? You're mayor of dullsville,Cody. I'm dumping your stupid ass.I'm going to Vegas for the weekend and don't need some dumbass boyfriend tying me down. I want to drink, and party and watch Male strippers get oiled up, and dance while I'm tucking dollar bills in their speedos. Got it?"
His mouth just hung open.
"What about us? And this house?"
"Us? We're over. This house? It's mine. I paid for it in full because I'm filthy rich."
I paused for a moment.
"On second thought, Cody. Keep the house. I don't want it."
I zipped up my suitcase, picked it up and smiled at him.
"Have a good life Cody."
Andd with that I turned around and left the house; grabbing my bag and car keys on the way out.
Alright! There you go! What do you think so far?
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