Chapter Two:

I thought that as soon as I walk through this door and into my apartment Kate will bombard me with questions about the interview as after all it was her benefit rather than my own, and she did not disappoint. She nearly pulled my arm out its socket whilst dragging me through the apartment to the kitchen.

"Well, how did it go?" she asked as a sat down on one of the bar stools.

"Clearly you must be feeling better?" I asked, although it wasn't really a question, I could just tell.

"Don't change the subject Steele, how was it? What's he like?"

"It was fine"

"Fine, that's it, just fine. That's all I'm getting?"

"He answered all your questions, I even asked him if he was gay, why would you do that to me?...Oh and just so you know he was not happy about that"

"I had to know, society would want to know. He has never been seen with a woman, naturally you assume he's gay". I just shook my head at my impossible best friend.

"Well, is he?"

"Is he what?"

"Ana, seriously where is your head at? Whatever happened is playing on your mind".

"Nothing happened, and no Kate, he's not gay, here" I passed her back all the questions, and the Dictaphone which had all the answers on.

"Thanks, you sure you're okay?"

"Yep, I'm going for a run, I'll be back soon", with that I walked away, I could still feel her eyes on me but I needed some fresh air, I quickly changed into my running gear, grabbed my iPod and my headphones and was soon out the door. Running was probably not the best idea, what with a bruised knee from last night's little trip but I needed air so I soon ignored the pain and set off.

I soon got into my stride, normally I loved running, and it was a way for me to clear my head, but today all I could see was piercing grey eyes staring at me and it was making me feel uneasy. I stopped running and leaned against a wall, literally shaking my head trying to get him out of my head, it didn't work. I took a few deep breaths and checked my watch. Shit. I needed to get back, I was working again tonight, I took off running back home imagining instead that I was running away from him.

It was all quiet when I got back, Kate would most likely be in her room going through the answers from the interview, I strolled into the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge for something to eat. We needed to go shopping soon, and when I said we, it normally meant me. Finding nothing worth eating, I closed the fridge and headed back to my bedroom, it was only 7pm and I wasn't working until 10pm, I soon decided I needed a power nap, still in my running gear I crawled onto my bed, set an alarm on my phone and closed my eyes.

It felt like I had only been asleep two minutes before my alarm went off, I opened my eyes unwillingly and switched it off. I stared at my ceiling for a few minutes, I was so tempted to ring in sick for work tonight, I was too tired but I needed the money. I worked in a nightclub, I've only been there for just over a year, sometimes I enjoyed it and other times dealing with drunk, out of control idiots was just not worth it. But like I tell myself every day, I needed the money so I didn't have much choice.

I pinned my hair up and jumped in the shower, letting the hot water run over me. Five minutes later I jumped out, dried and got dressed in plain tight black jeans and a black lose fitted shirt, I kept my hair pinned up as normally that's where it ends up by the end of a shift, checking I had my phone, car keys and my purse I headed out of my room, the TV was on which meant Kate wasn't that far away. I headed for the kitchen deciding that I wanted a sandwich, I could hear footsteps behind me which only meant Kate was probably about to ask me more probing questions.

"I finished writing up the interview, you did great!" I looked up at her and smiled.

"Thanks, although please don't ask me to do anything like that again"

"I promise but you did great, you off to work again?" I was glad she was changing the subject.

"Yes, don't wait up!"

"Don't worry, I never do but you know the drill text me when you get there"

"I will"

"Good, love you Ana! I've got to call my parents, have a fun night, I'll see you tomorrow!" she said as she walked back towards her room.

"Love you too!" I called back.

I looked at my watch, 9:30pm, I better go, I turned off the TV that Kate had left on and headed out to work.

Twenty minutes later I pulled into the parking lot that was nearest the club, my parking could be questionable but I didn't really care. I continued on foot as I do every night to the club already passing drunken fools out on the street. As I do almost every time I walk down this street I ignore the comments shouted my way and made my way inside the club, all I could think about was roll on 4am.

By the time it got to 1am, I was ready to pull my hair out and scream, the club was busier than usual, there was quite a few Bachelor parties out tonight which meant dealing with extremely drunk men, men who also didn't know the meaning of 'personal space'. By the time 1.30am arrived, I went on my break, on my way back through the bar and into the back, something caught my eye, or should I say someone, someone with piercing grey eyes that were staring right back at me.