A/N: Again, thanks to my reviewers, y'all rock! Remember to r & r or I'll
go on the news, crying that people didn't review. Then, our Pres. Will be
so sad for me. And he'll get me car. Or maybe I'll get to run his
campaign or something!!! That'd be so cool. Okay, enuf of my blathers.
Disclaimer: I promise that I disclaim. So nobody can sue me and take Simon, the family cat. It's not like they'd be able to lift him anyways. He's enormous. And he'd bite them.
Emily approached cautiously and Alison smiled, recognizing Emily. "You look just like him," Alison whispered, smiling.
"Um, hi Mrs. Clark," Emily reacted. That's the only thing she could think of saying to that comment.
"Hi, you can call me Alison. The car's outside. Are you ready?"
Emily took the last bite left of her apple and swallowed it as she threw away the core of it. She went back over to Alison and cheerfully said, "Now I am."
"Good, let's go." Emily followed Alison out to her red Mercedes Benz and got in on the passenger's side, marveling inwardly over it.
"This car rocks!" Emily couldn't hold the feeling in any longer as they started driving.
"You like it? My husband, you'll meet him later, got it for me when he got his first paycheck at his new job."
"What does he do?"
"Andy trains football, basketball, baseball, etcetera all stars."
"Really? That's neat."
"What does Claire do?"
"She appraises jewelry at Tiffany's sometimes. Then she works for a teen magazine where she's an entertainment critic."
"That's different than I expected."
"Yeah. She doesn't have to work though. There's no need."
"Inheritance?"
"From her uncle. Also, my grandparents pay for everything else."
"Now I understand."
"Not to be rude or anything, but are we near his office?"
"You nervous?"
"No."
"Don't lie."
The car seemed abandoned for about five minutes. "Yes, extremely nervous."
"Wanna pick up some McDonalds first? My treat. I'm hungry."
"Sure, okay."
Alison pulled into a little road off the one she was on and went through the drive-thru. She got a burger with fries and a Coke and Emily got a plain grilled chicken sandwich with fries and a Diet Coke. They ate it on the way to the office, Emily trying not to get anything on the seats of the car. She was so tense it wasn't even funny. They arrived in the parking lot and Emily popped a mint into her mouth and Alison had one that was offered to her also.
"Are you ready to meet him?" asked Alison after two minutes of Emily being totally still and silent.
"Yep," Emily answered untruthfully, trying to be tough.
"Okay then, let's go in."
Emily silently took in a deep breath and when she got out of the car, let it out. She followed Alison to the entrance where she talked over the intercom to his secretary, who buzzed them in. They, being Alison and Emily, walked in the building, into the elevator, and went up to the thirteenth floor, where his office was.
His. Emily's father. A father for Emily. The girl who felt like an orphan would finally have a father. Hopefully.
When they got to the large, corporate office lobby, Alison told Emily to wait while she talked to him. Emily nodded and sat down in one of the seats, not up for an argument. She looked around and saw his secretary. A Pamela Anderson look-alike, chewing bubblegum and filing her nails. Emily guessed that she had never picked up a book and her name was Candy, Cookie, or Cupcake. Emily grabbed one of the Reader's Digest magazines, a magazine that only Joey knew she read. Maybe Callie knew too. Em had no clue.
Suddenly, there was a yell. A male yell. Full of profanity and anger. Emily reactively dropped the Reader's Digest, then heard Alison yelling at John to calm down. He did, taking some deep breaths, perceivable even from the lobby. Emily guessed that he was probably pacing by the way his voice kept changing locations. She picked up the magazine again and tried to concentrate on the article she was 'reading' but it wasn't working.
She was getting up to leave when Alison came in the lobby and gently told Emily that she could comeback and meet him. Emily hesitated but Alison told her that he was as calmed as he'd be for this. Emily nodded, knowing how she gets the same way and she walked up to the lobby door and felt Alison's hand on her shoulder as a comfort. Emily walked back to his office. She saw something she had never seen before. Her eyes were staring back at her.
A/N: Hahaha, cliffhanger! Don't y'all love just adore them? Lol. If u review, I will continue. See, I'm actually almost finished with the story and my friends kept egging me on to put it on this site but if u don't review, I'll get sad and not post nemore. I hope u do like the story tho.
Disclaimer: I promise that I disclaim. So nobody can sue me and take Simon, the family cat. It's not like they'd be able to lift him anyways. He's enormous. And he'd bite them.
Emily approached cautiously and Alison smiled, recognizing Emily. "You look just like him," Alison whispered, smiling.
"Um, hi Mrs. Clark," Emily reacted. That's the only thing she could think of saying to that comment.
"Hi, you can call me Alison. The car's outside. Are you ready?"
Emily took the last bite left of her apple and swallowed it as she threw away the core of it. She went back over to Alison and cheerfully said, "Now I am."
"Good, let's go." Emily followed Alison out to her red Mercedes Benz and got in on the passenger's side, marveling inwardly over it.
"This car rocks!" Emily couldn't hold the feeling in any longer as they started driving.
"You like it? My husband, you'll meet him later, got it for me when he got his first paycheck at his new job."
"What does he do?"
"Andy trains football, basketball, baseball, etcetera all stars."
"Really? That's neat."
"What does Claire do?"
"She appraises jewelry at Tiffany's sometimes. Then she works for a teen magazine where she's an entertainment critic."
"That's different than I expected."
"Yeah. She doesn't have to work though. There's no need."
"Inheritance?"
"From her uncle. Also, my grandparents pay for everything else."
"Now I understand."
"Not to be rude or anything, but are we near his office?"
"You nervous?"
"No."
"Don't lie."
The car seemed abandoned for about five minutes. "Yes, extremely nervous."
"Wanna pick up some McDonalds first? My treat. I'm hungry."
"Sure, okay."
Alison pulled into a little road off the one she was on and went through the drive-thru. She got a burger with fries and a Coke and Emily got a plain grilled chicken sandwich with fries and a Diet Coke. They ate it on the way to the office, Emily trying not to get anything on the seats of the car. She was so tense it wasn't even funny. They arrived in the parking lot and Emily popped a mint into her mouth and Alison had one that was offered to her also.
"Are you ready to meet him?" asked Alison after two minutes of Emily being totally still and silent.
"Yep," Emily answered untruthfully, trying to be tough.
"Okay then, let's go in."
Emily silently took in a deep breath and when she got out of the car, let it out. She followed Alison to the entrance where she talked over the intercom to his secretary, who buzzed them in. They, being Alison and Emily, walked in the building, into the elevator, and went up to the thirteenth floor, where his office was.
His. Emily's father. A father for Emily. The girl who felt like an orphan would finally have a father. Hopefully.
When they got to the large, corporate office lobby, Alison told Emily to wait while she talked to him. Emily nodded and sat down in one of the seats, not up for an argument. She looked around and saw his secretary. A Pamela Anderson look-alike, chewing bubblegum and filing her nails. Emily guessed that she had never picked up a book and her name was Candy, Cookie, or Cupcake. Emily grabbed one of the Reader's Digest magazines, a magazine that only Joey knew she read. Maybe Callie knew too. Em had no clue.
Suddenly, there was a yell. A male yell. Full of profanity and anger. Emily reactively dropped the Reader's Digest, then heard Alison yelling at John to calm down. He did, taking some deep breaths, perceivable even from the lobby. Emily guessed that he was probably pacing by the way his voice kept changing locations. She picked up the magazine again and tried to concentrate on the article she was 'reading' but it wasn't working.
She was getting up to leave when Alison came in the lobby and gently told Emily that she could comeback and meet him. Emily hesitated but Alison told her that he was as calmed as he'd be for this. Emily nodded, knowing how she gets the same way and she walked up to the lobby door and felt Alison's hand on her shoulder as a comfort. Emily walked back to his office. She saw something she had never seen before. Her eyes were staring back at her.
A/N: Hahaha, cliffhanger! Don't y'all love just adore them? Lol. If u review, I will continue. See, I'm actually almost finished with the story and my friends kept egging me on to put it on this site but if u don't review, I'll get sad and not post nemore. I hope u do like the story tho.