Chapter 3

I met up with Hanna and Spencer at some fancy juice-bar. We talked about so many different things. How Spencer moved here a few years ago and how she loves writing for the New York Times. She and Hanna told me that they met a few years ago and that they were instant friends. They seemed really happy. You could see that Hanna felt better than she did when we talked. "Good for her," I thought while taking a big sip of my drink. Then they asked me why I moved here and well, that answer was pretty simple. "I just love to write and to say the least, I'm actually pretty good at it," I said, almost blushing.

After talking about our jobs we got to a new subject, which was love. I really wanted to tell them about Ezra, I really did. I just couldn't. If I could I would scream it out for the world to know, but since I haven't heard from him in two days, I'm not even sure if he's into me or not…

We talked about Hanna's love troubles and she cried a little, but we cheered her up. Then Spencer told us about her love-life. She was in love, big time, but they couldn't be together. Spencer was the editor of the New York Times and the boy she was in love with was the mail-delivery-guy. This meant that she was one of the highest people in the business and he was the lowest… Need I say more? Spencer told us she's been told that they could not be together, but that she still thinks about him every single day. The boy's name was Toby and you could see how Spencer started to smile as soon as she said his name. Her face really lid up.

We all had to get back to work so we took a cab and went back to the office. While we were driving back I got a bit lost in my thoughts. "I should really meet up with Ezra someday soon. He was just so cute! His pretty eyes, soft skin. I was so in love with him. How could this even happen so fast!"

Before I could make up my mind about Ezra and what to do with this situation I had to write my first column. I decided to write about my life in New York so far. The column ended up like this:

'Hi there guys and girls!

I'm just going to introduce myself to you, before I write a somewhat interesting story about my life… My name is Aria and I'm a fashion-lover. I get really excited about writing and I even get to call it my job these days! I'll be your new columnist for a while (I hope a long while… ;)) I just moved to New York and I loooove it here.

My life in New York has been pretty damn hectic so far. I've been really busy at the Rolling Stone of course. Meeting with new people, writing stuff, going to party's. I've made a few friends here so far. Hanna and Spencer, who both work in the same 'industry' as I do. Spencer works at the New York Times and Hanna is the stylist at the Rolling Stone! This will be my first column for now, but I'll keep you guys posted on my life!

Until next time. XOXO -A'

I know this first column was a bit small, but I was told to keep it short to attract people's attention and make them want to know more about me… So, that's what I did. I really wanted to add the 'I'm-in-a-sort-of-I-don't-know-relationship-with-my-boss' part, but that would've been kind of awkward since he has to check my columns. So I decided to leave that part out until I was sure about what this was.

To find out what 'this' was, I had to see him, so I decided to just be bold and seduce him. I walked into his office with a big smirk on my face. He was confused, you could see by the look on his face. "So, Ezra Fitz, you've been avoiding me. Why is that?"I said. He simply replied back "I just couldn't control myself if I was around you. Especially here, at work."

'Well, I was hoping for an answer like that…' I thought while walking towards him. The blinds of his office were closed, so no one would be able to see us. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer to me. I stroked his back while kissing him. I missed this, I missed his warm hands on my body. Our kisses got more intense every minute. He grabbed my hips and put me on his desk. "Slow down there mister. We're not going there yet." I said seductively. He was confused, again.