Had to re-post this chapter. Added more to it, felt like it was missing more=P lol... hope you like it=) Thanks for reading!
It has been four days since we arrived to Gotham City. It was a nice place indeed. What made it lousy were the criminals. No, I was not afraid of them, they just seemed like rookies to me. I mean, Michael Myers could put more terror into this place without even lifting up a pinkie.
"Good morning Leonora honey…" Rosemary says as she walks into the kitchen.
"Want some coffee…?" I ask.
"Yes please… we have to get a moving today. I have to go to this Wayne Company for a job, and we have to see that animal shelter for your job," She says, sitting down at the dinning table.
"Couldn't Jennifer help us with that?" I ask.
"She got someone to help us with a lot of things, like getting us furniture here, putting our life on stall back at home-"
"Okay I get it Ms. Conscience," I giggle.
"I wonder what my future boss will be like" She comments.
"You still have to go through an interview you know," I said sarcastically.
"True… but I'm really wondering what Mr. Wayne is like. Jennifer says he's a swell guy," She informs me.
"Really… long time friends?" I ask.
"Worse, they dated… and she was left heartbroken" She responds. I could not help but giggle.
"That's why I always say love is nothing but a sick twisted joke. It could drive anyone to their grave" I reply.
"That's so mean to say Leo!" She giggles, sipping some of her coffee.
"I live with that motto and will die with it" I chuckle.
"You say that because you've never fallen in love before" She chuckles.
"I doubt it…" I respond. I doubt it…
"Drink your coffee and let's go we have a long day ahead of us" She gets up and puts the coffee mug in the kitchen sink.
"Okay lets go, come on vamonos!" I giggle. I get up and walk to the front door.
"What about your coffee mug…?" She asks.
"It'll be there when I come back," I giggle.
"Leave it in the sink"
"Well you're rushing me…" I laugh. I walk about into the kitchen and put my coffee mug in the kitchen sink.
"That's better… this place still looks like crap, you don't want it to look more like crap right?" She says.
"It's your fault… you're rushing me. No one messes with my coffee time," I said, laughing.
"Sorry Ms. Santoro…" She giggles. I grab my purse and walk out the door with Rosemary.
It was not hard calling a taxi here at Gotham; the problem was the traffic…
"Is traffic always like this…?" Rosemary asks the taxi driver.
"Yup, especially at these hours… rush hours ya know" he responds.
"We have to hurry up… we have a lot of things to do" I mimic Rosemary. She lightly hits me on my arm.
"No but something must be up… traffic is heavy but never this heavy," The driver says, honking the horn.
"Out of all days…" I mutter in anger.
"Is Wayne Enterprise far away?" Rosemary asks.
"Kind of… 15 minutes away" He responds.
"Damb, I hope Mr. Wayne understands…" Rosemary comments.
"Isn't he a swell guy…?" I said sarcastically.
"Well I don't know him… and besides if we plan to stay then I need the job, at least until I get to know Gotham well"
"Okay okay stop nagging will ya" I chuckle.
"I'm not the one complaining about the traffic," She giggles. I turn my gaze towards the window. Nothing but cars, city buildings I wonder… what would this whole city look like in flames? What would all these people do to survive?
Suddenly, a man walks out of the car next to us. A tall young man with dark hair and well dressed. He seemed like a stuck up businessperson.
"Why is there so much traffic out there…? I don't have all day" I hear him say. I roll my eyes. Who does he think he is the owner of this city?
"Who is that…?" Rosemary asks with interest.
"A conceited jerk is what he is," I mutter in annoyance. The man takes out his phone and makes a call. He turns his gaze towards me and lightly smiles.
"You mean a conceited cutie…!" Rosemary gushes.
"Then tell him that yourself" I giggle. I open the car window.
"What are you doing…?" She mutters.
"Hey you…" I said to him. He hangs up his phone and smiles.
"Are you talking to me…?" He asks… what a dumb question.
"Is there any other idiot standing in the middle of traffic?" I giggle.
"I guess there's not…" He chuckles.
"Mind my asking why are you standing there?" I ask.
"I don't speak to strangers" He chuckles.
"Nice comeback… I like that, hope I don't have to ever meet another cocky guy like you again" I smirk.
"The worlds a small place, so unfortunately you just might," He says, getting back into his car.
"Why did you do that…?" Rosemary asks as soon as the car door closes.
"Someone had to tell him the truth," I said, chuckling. If there is, one thing I hated was a conceited man like him. Who did he think he was? What a show off...
"Still you don't even know him," She says.
"You have a point but he also has another point… the worlds a small place, big yet so small" I reply.
"Do you know who that man is lady…?" The driver suddenly asks. What a nosy jerk…!
"Don't care…" I snap.
"Finally the traffic is moving!" Rosalie says in relief.
"Good the sooner we get to Wayne Enterprise the better" I respond.
"So this is the grand Wayne Enterprise…" I said as soon as we got out of the taxi.
"Wow… I wonder what they pay will be like!" Rosemary says with excitement as we walk into Wayne Enterprise.
"Excuse me; do you ladies have a meeting here?" The front clerk asks.
"I am here for a job, Mr. Wayne is expecting me, he knows about my arrival with my friend," Rosemary informs him.
"I'll call the main office," he says.
"Man I hope he doesn't get mad that we're late," Rosemary whispers.
"He shouldn't… after all we are Jennifer's friends," I whisper back.
"Yeah well you don't mix business with pleasure," She says.
"They didn't think about that back then did they" I mutter back, she giggles.
"You have a point there…"
"Ladies, Mr. Wayne is not here yet, but you may go upstairs and wait for him, he should be here shortly," The front clerk informs us.
"About time… well thanks doc" I respond.
"Just to affirm your IDs please?" he asks. Rosemary and I take out our IDs and give them to him.
"Leonora Santoro and Rosemary Jones… okay, last floor okay ladies" I snatch our IDs from the clerk and walk to the elevator.
"ID… hate that question, well at least a brought it along, you know I never carry that sh*t around" I giggle.
"Yeah Ms. No identity…" She replies.
"Oh good morning Mr. Wayne…" We hear the front clerk say. We turn around and see the same man from earlier.
"Now I know I won't get this job," She mutters.
"Out of all men and places…" I mutter back in annoyance. When he turns his gaze towards us, a smirk formed on his lips.
"We meet again I see" He says as he walks towards us. That dumb rich boy… no wonder why he is so conceited.