Chapter 2
ANOTHER DISAPPOINTMENT
Teresa awoke the next morning. She honestly didn't think she had moved from the same spot all night. She woke up stiff as a board. She swung her feet to the side of the bed and slowly stood to her feet. She stretched her back and yawned. She walked over and opened the curtain and let the sun shine in. It took her eyes a minute to readjust to the onslaught of sunshine streaming through the window. It truly was a beautiful day. She looked at the time. It was 10 a.m. She would get her shower, get dressed and call for room service. After breakfast she would call her mom to let her know she had made if okay.
Teresa stepped into the stream of water letting it hit her tired, tense muscles. Motel beds were so uncomforable. There was nothing like your own bed and your own place. Teresa couldn't wait to get started on her search for the perfect apartment. Unfortunately, she would have to find a job soon. She couldn't very live forever on her measly savings. She finished her shower and stepped out, dried off and put on her terry cloth rob. She wrung out her hair and wrapped it up in a towel. She went over to the phone and ordered room service in hopes that by the time she finished getting ready they would have it up to her room.
Teresa was touching up her eye make-up when there was a knock at the door. She ran and grabbed her purse. She opened the door to find a young man dressed in a hotel uniform. "Room service." He said shyly.
"Oh, thank you. You're just in time. I'm starving to death." She helped him bring in the cart.
"Will there be anything else, ma'am?" He asked.
"No, thank you. How much will it be?" She opened her wallet.
He handed her the bill. Teresa handed him over a $20 bill. "Thank you so much. It's nice to see a sweet friendly face."
He smiled at her comment and his face reddened. "Let me know if there's anything else you need." He turned and left.
Teresa sat down at ate breakfast. This was the first breakfast she could remember eating by herself. Even in the Crane Mansion she had ate breakfast with Julian, Ivy & Rebecca among others. She couldn't help but be somewhat lonely. She finished the last of her food and looked at her watch. It was know 11:30 a.m. It would be 7:30 a.m. in Harmony. Surely her mother would be up. She walked over to the phone and sat on the edge of the bed. She quickly dialed her mother's number.
"You have reached the Lopez-Fitzgerald resident. Unfortunately we are all out at the moment. Please leave a message at the beep." Her mothers familiar voice called out on the answering machine.
"Oh, mama. I wish you were there. I wanted to speak with you. Anyways, I'm here and safe. Give Little Ethan a kiss for me and tell him I love him. Hope to hear from you soon. I love you, mama." Teresa slowly hang up the phone. She wanted to badly to speak with her mom. She was so lonely out here in L.A. She had always thought she was so independent, this experience was starting to prove otherwise. Hopefully meeting up with Chad, Whitney and Fox would lift her spirits.
Teresa gathered her jacket and purse. She had already called ahead for her cab and it should be arriving anytime. She checked herself once more in the mirror and touched up her lip gloss. She went down to the hotel lobby and went outside. She took in a deep breath of air. Such a beautiful day. A new day, a new life. Her cab pulled up and she stepped inside. Teresa rolled her eyes in disgust, it was the same man who had brought her to her motel last night.
"Hey honey. Nice to see ya again." He winked.
"Wish I could say the same." She said disgusted. "Take me to the Crane Recording Studios. I trust you know where that's at?" She crossed her arms across her chest smuggly.
"You wish is my command." He licked his lips.
They finally arrived at the Crane Recording Studios. 'Finally', Teresa thought to herself. If she see this man one more time she was going to scream.
Teresa stepped out of the taxi and looked up at the massive building in front of her. 'The Crane's have way too much money.' She thought to herself.
She walked inside and saw a receptionist sitting in the middle of the enormous lobby. She approached her, "Ma'am, could you help me please?"
"Crane Music Studio, hold please." She looked up at Teresa very annoyed. "Can I help you?"
"I'm here to see one of three people." She said shyly.
"Pick one, anyone." She said smuggly.
"Fox Crane."
"Do you have an appointment with Mr. Crane?" She said looking down at her fingernails.
"No, but I am one of his best friends and I..." Teresa was cut off before finishing her sentence.
"Yeah, and you and everyone else in L.A." She turned around putting her back to Teresa.
"You don't understand. I'm the former Mrs. Crane."
"In a line of how many? Now if you don't mind. I am busy here. Run along now." She shooed Teresa on.
Teresa rolled her eyes and walked defeated back out onto the streets of L.A. 'Rebecca & Ivy were saints compared to the citizens of L.A.
ANOTHER DISAPPOINTMENT
Teresa awoke the next morning. She honestly didn't think she had moved from the same spot all night. She woke up stiff as a board. She swung her feet to the side of the bed and slowly stood to her feet. She stretched her back and yawned. She walked over and opened the curtain and let the sun shine in. It took her eyes a minute to readjust to the onslaught of sunshine streaming through the window. It truly was a beautiful day. She looked at the time. It was 10 a.m. She would get her shower, get dressed and call for room service. After breakfast she would call her mom to let her know she had made if okay.
Teresa stepped into the stream of water letting it hit her tired, tense muscles. Motel beds were so uncomforable. There was nothing like your own bed and your own place. Teresa couldn't wait to get started on her search for the perfect apartment. Unfortunately, she would have to find a job soon. She couldn't very live forever on her measly savings. She finished her shower and stepped out, dried off and put on her terry cloth rob. She wrung out her hair and wrapped it up in a towel. She went over to the phone and ordered room service in hopes that by the time she finished getting ready they would have it up to her room.
Teresa was touching up her eye make-up when there was a knock at the door. She ran and grabbed her purse. She opened the door to find a young man dressed in a hotel uniform. "Room service." He said shyly.
"Oh, thank you. You're just in time. I'm starving to death." She helped him bring in the cart.
"Will there be anything else, ma'am?" He asked.
"No, thank you. How much will it be?" She opened her wallet.
He handed her the bill. Teresa handed him over a $20 bill. "Thank you so much. It's nice to see a sweet friendly face."
He smiled at her comment and his face reddened. "Let me know if there's anything else you need." He turned and left.
Teresa sat down at ate breakfast. This was the first breakfast she could remember eating by herself. Even in the Crane Mansion she had ate breakfast with Julian, Ivy & Rebecca among others. She couldn't help but be somewhat lonely. She finished the last of her food and looked at her watch. It was know 11:30 a.m. It would be 7:30 a.m. in Harmony. Surely her mother would be up. She walked over to the phone and sat on the edge of the bed. She quickly dialed her mother's number.
"You have reached the Lopez-Fitzgerald resident. Unfortunately we are all out at the moment. Please leave a message at the beep." Her mothers familiar voice called out on the answering machine.
"Oh, mama. I wish you were there. I wanted to speak with you. Anyways, I'm here and safe. Give Little Ethan a kiss for me and tell him I love him. Hope to hear from you soon. I love you, mama." Teresa slowly hang up the phone. She wanted to badly to speak with her mom. She was so lonely out here in L.A. She had always thought she was so independent, this experience was starting to prove otherwise. Hopefully meeting up with Chad, Whitney and Fox would lift her spirits.
Teresa gathered her jacket and purse. She had already called ahead for her cab and it should be arriving anytime. She checked herself once more in the mirror and touched up her lip gloss. She went down to the hotel lobby and went outside. She took in a deep breath of air. Such a beautiful day. A new day, a new life. Her cab pulled up and she stepped inside. Teresa rolled her eyes in disgust, it was the same man who had brought her to her motel last night.
"Hey honey. Nice to see ya again." He winked.
"Wish I could say the same." She said disgusted. "Take me to the Crane Recording Studios. I trust you know where that's at?" She crossed her arms across her chest smuggly.
"You wish is my command." He licked his lips.
They finally arrived at the Crane Recording Studios. 'Finally', Teresa thought to herself. If she see this man one more time she was going to scream.
Teresa stepped out of the taxi and looked up at the massive building in front of her. 'The Crane's have way too much money.' She thought to herself.
She walked inside and saw a receptionist sitting in the middle of the enormous lobby. She approached her, "Ma'am, could you help me please?"
"Crane Music Studio, hold please." She looked up at Teresa very annoyed. "Can I help you?"
"I'm here to see one of three people." She said shyly.
"Pick one, anyone." She said smuggly.
"Fox Crane."
"Do you have an appointment with Mr. Crane?" She said looking down at her fingernails.
"No, but I am one of his best friends and I..." Teresa was cut off before finishing her sentence.
"Yeah, and you and everyone else in L.A." She turned around putting her back to Teresa.
"You don't understand. I'm the former Mrs. Crane."
"In a line of how many? Now if you don't mind. I am busy here. Run along now." She shooed Teresa on.
Teresa rolled her eyes and walked defeated back out onto the streets of L.A. 'Rebecca & Ivy were saints compared to the citizens of L.A.