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"Me no speak Espanol. I Talk in English!" Rubbing my forehead I huff out the puff of air that was sitting in my cheeks since like forever.
"Look lady all I want is some pizza, and you Mexicans know how to make that good Mexican pizza! You know what? Just forget it."
Throwing my phone on the bed in utter frustration I stomp down the shiny hardwood stairs into the kitchen for a drink of water. Just as I was about to pour the water into my mouth….
Some "BIACH" freaking banged on my door like the damn cops. Better not be the cops since I didn't do anything wrong yet.
Yanking the door open all I could process, form, and say was "Who The FUCK Do You Think You Are!"
"Hiya my names Alice and I know we're going to be the best of buddies." Well… Not trying to sound like a lesbian or something but she did look kind of cute. About an inch and a half taller the me with black spiky hair. Nice green eyes and a –
"Why are you in pajamas Alice?"
Just because I thought she was cute doesn't mean I'm happier. Just saying. "Why are your suitcases- Did you think you could stay with me or something? Because one I don't know you and-"
"My credit card was declined and they kicked me out of my room and not trying to sound like a freak but I saw your face in my dreams last night. HEY, don't look at me like that I'm serious! So I found out who you were and came here." After she was through with her rant ,she looked at me like I was suppose to soften up to her or something.
"I suppose so, but you do owe me a pair of pajamas for making me spill water on myself."
"No problem"
Rolling my eyes I left her in the foyer and took a seat on the living room couch. "You can sleep on the couch since there only one bed and we're going clubbing tonight. So find something clubby to wear."
"You know you give off the impression of a bitch but once someone gets to know you-" Let me stop her right there.
"Let me stop you right there and say you DON'T know me. Now continue" With a wave from my hand she moved on.
"Anyways just to let you know you should watch the drinks tonight. Something will happen if you go over your limit." She stated looking at me with an arch between her eyebrows like she was actually worried about me. "I'm originally from Biloxi, Mississippi." She stated grabbing a water from the refrigerator before joining me on the couch.
I raise my arched eyebrow at her. Was she serious right now? Oh she is… great just what I need. Confession time.
"I was a trouble teen as most would say. But really I was abused physically and mentally at home. No one knew because my parents were considered the towns most cherised couple or whatever, and also because I never told anyone. I tried my best to make good grades and get a full scholarship to USM and I did." Laughing through her tears she continued. "I'm became a known fashion designer. I also help make designs for Gucci, Chanel and labels like that. My parents were so proud of my career choice. Not me, but my career choice. I just didn't know how to deal with them any more so I just started shopping a lot. Which caused me to be sooo much in debt but I just didn't care, and here I am now."
"Damn my allergies are messing me up right now," I choked out snatched a Kleenex out the box off of the table.
Laughing loudly she caught my shit," You're a softie just admit it."
"Well first of all my names Isabella but call me Bella or Bells. I'm originally from a small town called Forks and I now live in Seattle. I'm the Chief Executive Book Editor for Volturi Inc. My mom left me and my dad when I was three. I haven't seen nor have I spoken to her since. I literally hate her. For leaving her child and my dad. He was so heartbroken and …and I hated that for him. I had to learn about boys, periods, and sex all on my own! I just wanted the best for me and my daddy." I whispered as a quickly wiped a tear from my eye.
"And I did do the best for me and my dad. I got a full scholarship to NYU to study in Literature. I got two jobs one as a Waitress and the other as a Bartender. I got a lot of money from being a bartender, but I sent all those checks to my dad and since I still stayed in the dorms on campus I just used that money for me to get something to eat and for clothes. One day I got off late from work and I was attacked in an alleyway. I was raped and beaten and I was so traumatized after that. I thought that I wouldn't be able to go on anymore, but somehow I made it. I graduated as Valedictorian and I already had job offers come to me. But I chose Volturi Inc. because it was closer to home. Six months at the job and I was already promoted to being Chief Executive. My dad was so proud of me that he drove down as soon as I called and took me to the most expensive restaurant in town even though he knew he couldn't afford it. I bought my dad a new house, a truck and a new fishing boat. That was the first time I've seen my dad cry and that I actually felt like I help him with something." I promised myself that I would never EVER let someone bring me down. I guess you could say that's why I'm bitch." I concluded wiping my tears as I watched Alice dry her own.
"You know what? We need a G.N.O and I know just the place to go." She deviously stated. Oh?
"Bella are you sure this dress is… I don't know appropriate?" She snapped trying to pull the dress lower than it already was. It wasn't that short.
I slapped her hand away and started trying to smooth it down. "Yes I'm positive. If you can feel a tiny bit of a breeze than your good to go!" Running my hand through my crinkled curled one more time I grabbed my clutch off the bench and turned towards her. "Now let's go in. We've been standing here for five minutes now and you're trying to make yourself look appropriate." I spat walking up past the long line of bodies.
"Bella we can't just walk up here like this! We have to wait in line."She tried to reason.
"Aren't you a top fashion designer or something like that? Do you actually wait in line?" Like really?
"Bella, I …you know…Ineverwentclubbing." She mumbled. Time stood still. Like literally.
"Um.. say what?" Just to make sure.
"I've never really been clubbing before. This is my first time." She huffed and stamped her foot.
"You're the one who recommended even coming here in the first place."
"I know I know I didn't think you'd actually come. I mean cant we just sit at the hotel and watch movies in our sweats?" …..is she forreaaallz?
"No. Now let's go drink and find us somebody to sex it with!" I yelled pumping my fist.
"If you're sure Bells, but remember watch your limit."She chastised.
"Mhm.. sure." I mumbled dragging her to the bar.
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