My eyes opened up to see Rachel turning my alarm clock off. I blinked sleepily and looked at the red numbers on the clock.
"It's 5 in the morning, Rachel," I stated.
"I know. But Ben called. You're needed."
"Aren't I always?" I flipped my bed comforter back, making a dash to the bathroom. Rachel walked in, leaning against the doorframe. She was dressed in a pencil skirt with a purple blouse. I nodded to the outfit questioningly while brushing my teeth.
"I want to look professional for the district attorney. After all, he did won," A spit wad of white foam came out of my mouth.
"And won your heart," I teased, rising my mouth and toothbrush.
"I gotta go," Rachel said, shaking her head at me.
"Shouldn't you be gone now?"
"Just….be careful…" She says softly. I nodded, continuing my morning routine. When I heard the keys jingling and the door shut, I did a couple of crunches and ran around the kitchen. Rachel doesn't see it as exercising but I see it as a way to get to the kitchen faster.
I opened the fridge, lifting things here and there.
"I know where Rachel has been hiding you…" I mumbled under my breath. I spotted the cookie mix that we were suppose to be making last week. I tossed that in the trash with a thunk.
"Aha! Found you!" I pulled out a bag of frozen hamburger patties and took out two. I tied the bag closed and hit it back in the fridge.
The oven roared to life with blue flames flickering at the bottom and I set the pan on, complete with olvie oil.
She wore an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-
"Hello?" I said into the cell phone.
"You're late." Ben spoke.
"I'm making breakfast Ben. You want me to be starving and half dead when I arrive?"
"Honestly? Yes! We've got a lead on Bruce," Ben said. I heard clacking in the background and knew Ben was inside my office. Probably playing games or looking up pornography.
"You'll both have to wait then." He didn't had a chance to protest after I turned the 'end' button. I felt a little weird to be spying on Rachel's close friend without her knowing. But a job's a job. I hurriedly find a random fork and flip the patty over. The sweet sound of sizzling was music to my ears. The home phone ring and I hastily pick it up while retrieving two buns.
"We're calling to tell you that you've won-" I took out the batter just for that, placing it in separate pieces on the kitchen counter. Rachel won't mind seeing that when she comes home tonight. I took the finished patty and dump it on the bun, running to my room to wear clothes. I grab my car keys and went back to the kitchen, assembling the patty together.
"I have a job for you," I looked up from my breakfast and stared up at the large man in front of me. Carlos was a graying man; his once sparkling now lacked their luster. He was a balding man also with a round belly. I called him Fat One. He didn't take it funny as I did.
"What is it?" I ask intrigued. He placed a case file in front of me. An invitation to Bruce Wayne's dinner party at the Wayne Manor. It was tonight as well.
"I would like for you to start right away," Carlos stated as he poured himself a mug of coffee from the machine.
"Done," I stated casually leaning back. I picked up my patty to take a bite but Carlos stopped me midway.
"Yea?" I ask, annoyed.
"The patty's burnt," With that, he stepped out of the lunchroom. Minutes after, Ben came in with a happy grin on his face. He seated in front of me, folding his hands together on the table.
"What's with the smile?" I ask, my food moving around in my mouth.
"I'm your date for the dinner party. We've been going out for a couple of months now. And we're not getting serious,"
I raised my eyebrows at his plan. I swallowed my food before speaking.
"That's your best plan? Let the master do the work," I flexed my fingers at him.
"Oh lord,"
"Adrienne, get a move on," Ben called over his shoulders as I merrily skipped down the stairs. I adjusted the black one-shouldered dress in the hallway mirror and let out a breathe. My hair was simple tonight. It was loosely curled around my shoulders and a bobby pin was somewhere in my hair to tuck some of the flyaway back. I was excited because I was finally going somewhere that had champagne and snotty people. At least it was better than being found by Batman.
Rachel appeared behind me holding the separate pieces of the home phone with a shock look on her face.
"Adrienne, what-"
"Can't talk now. Gotta go. Bye, love you," I slipped outside and into the car next to Ben.
"This is my first real job!" I stated happily as the car made an exit.
"And he's hot." Ben added as the car sped up. I did a sideway glance at Ben. He looked handsome tonight. His blonde hair was slicked back with gel. His tux had complimented his brown eyes and there were girls that were trying to get a better look at him from the other side.
"You are so gay sometimes," I stated with amusement as I watched the people from the other cars gawk at ours.
"What's that?" Ben questioned as he popped open a bottle of champagne and drink straight from the bottle.
"Just drive," I shook my head at Ben's filthy habits. As we near the Wane Manor, my palms felt sweaty. I hadn't seen Bruce and hearing from the other females in the building of how rich and hot he was, my guess was that he was spoiled as always. But Rachel disagrees, saying how he is changed. Yea, when I'm dead.
"We have arrived…darling," I rolled my eyes and opened my door to reveal the mansion standing before us in all it's glory. As the valet kindly parked our car, I hooked my arm under Ben's elbow and walked in. I was completely unaware to the two brown eyes watching me curiously from a nearby window.
Author's Note: I apologized if the chapter seems rushed because it was. I had no time because I went to the dentist (sucks) and had barely time to type this. So while I'm resting my aching finger and wrist, I hope you all enjoy it as much as the first chapters :)