Angela

Angela,

Angela  was  holding  the  envelope  in  her  hands  in  her  cold  dingy  apartment, she  really  needed  this  job  to  pay  the  rent ,  she  had  college  debts  to  pay she  had  finished  her  studies  in  the  University  of  California  and  had  flown to  New  York  to  move  in  with  her  boyfriend  Jacob  till  she  walked  in  on  him and  found  him  with  another  man,  her  Jacob  was  gay.

She  did  not  understand  it  he  was  tall  blonde  handsome  with  blue  grey  eyes  and  she  was  head  over  heels  in  love  with  him.  Literally  head  over heels.

Angela  was  short,  thin  with  long  brunette  hair  and  green  eyes  with  olive complexion.  She  just  wore  vests  with  jeans as  it  was  summer  in  New  York and  the  air  condition  worked  for  just  15 minutes  at  a  time. She  had   to  turn   it  on  and  off  every  15  minutes.

She  bit  her  lip  tore  open  the  envelope  closed  her  eyes  tight  and  said  a whisper  to  the  higher  powers  the  reader  might  call  as  God.  She  read  the contents  of  the  letter , she  had  got  the  job  as  an  apprentice  in  a  leading  law  firm. She  jumped , screamed  and  shouted  a  big  thank you   to  this  unseen  force  to  which  she   always  felt  was  masculine  and  not  feminine.

The  one  thing  she  loved  about  being  female  was  her  adoration  of  high heeled  shoes.  She  was  so  used  to  wearing  high  heels  she could  even  run with  them  and  also  wore  them  with  her  jeans  and  vests.

She  took  out  her  mobile  and  dialled  in  her  mother’s  number ,  her  mum  a sweet  blonde  haired  lady  was  a  loving  and  sympathetic  about  her  situation and  her  dad  and  mum  had  offered   her  some  money  which  she  would  have been  obliged  to  take  if  she  had  not  got  the  job. It  was  her   first   day tomorrow.

She  looked  at  the  closet   on  what   to  wear  yes  that  would  be  perfect  she thought. A  pink   suit  with  a  short  skirt.  Which  her  mum  had   forced  her  to buy  at  California. “ Girl  you  got  to  get  some  new  clothes  “ Angela  whispered to  her  self  as  she  rubbed  mousse  in  her  wavy  brown  hair  which  tossed around  each  shoulder.  Her  eyes  were  twinkling  with  excitement  with  her dimpled  cheek  and  olive  complexion  she  looked  stunning.  She  even  had matching  stiletto  heels  and  painted  her  finger  nails  pink  and  looked  great.

She  ran  out  of  her  apartment  locked  the  door  and  waved  a  taxi,  The  taxi stopped  with  a   screech  she  got  in. The  taxi  driver  was  an  African  American asked  where  she  was  going,  she  gave  him  the  address  as  he  rambled  on about  his  nagging  wife  Angela  gave  a  sympathetic  grunt  and  stopped  five minutes  from  her  work  at  star  bucks  to  buy  a  black  mocachinno.   She went in  two  minutes  early  a  cute  bombshell  who  was  endowed  in  abundance  in her  upper  part  of  her  body  by  a  skilful  plastic  surgeon  or  by  an  even skillfuller  God.

Mary  was  her  name  gave  her  a  quick  smile  and  after  introductions  told  her Derek  will  be  waiting  for  her  at  his  office. Who  is  Derek ? asked  Angela , he  is  the  head  boss  of  the  law  firm  said  Mary . Angela  had  only  met  the human  resources  people .

Angela  went  into  Derek’s  office , Derek  was  tall  dark  haired  with  a  cigarette in  one  hand  with  a  sharp  black  suite  with  even  darker   eyes and  dark  eye brows , a  mischievous  curl  on his  lips , So  you  are  Angela  he  said  with  a deep  voice  and  shook  her  hand  it  was  a  hard  firm  hand  shake ,  awestruck by  this  gorgeous   man  Angela  was   whispered   yes  my  name  is  Angela  thank  you  for  having  me   at  your  office, He  gave  a   smile  that   made  her heart   skip  a  beat  and  her  throat  dry. He  gave  her  some  files  and  said  look into  these  Dian  will  help  you.  He  opened  the  door  for  her  he  was  a  gentle man  as  well,  she   was  balancing  her  coffee ,  hand bag  and  files  and  some how  managed  to  go  to  the  desk  that  Mary  had  shown  her.

On  the  way  to  her  desk  she  saw  two  guys  the  shorter  guy  nudged  the  taller  guy  and  gave  her  a  wink  but  her  heart  was  still  beating  after  Derek. Dian  was  a  brethren  lady  she  did  not  have to  tell  her  she  looked  the  part. She  had  her long  white  hair  in  a  bun  and  even longer  grey  skirt . Dian  was a  warm  lady  and   Angela  warmed  to  her  and  they  did  the  cases  together and  soon  it  was  lunch  break.  As  the  other  ladies  and  men  came  together Dian  whispered  this  is  Chrissy  we  call  her  crazy  Chrissy ,  Chrissy  wore  a short  leather  skirt  and  a  tight  red  blouse  she  took  one  long  look  at  Angela so  you  are  the  new  girl  with  a  deep  hoarse  voice  that  comes  with  too much  cigarettes.   As  she  held  a  cigarette  in  her  red  colured  fingers  and took  a  swig  with  her  bright  red  lips  curling  over  the  cigarette  and  blew smoke  in  Angela’s  direction.  Yes  managed  to  say   Angela as  she  choked  on the  cigar rete  smoke.  You  got  a  boy  friend  she  asked?  Yes  had one  but  we broke  up,  Angela  whispered  recovering  from  the  chocking  experience  and not  wanting  to  go  into  the  details  to  which  an  African  American  lady standing  by  her  side  gave  her  a  hug  her  name  was  Kiera  she  was  sweet and  compassionate.  To  which   Chrissy  replied  don’t  worry  babe  there  are still  lots  of  fish  in  the  sea.

Angela  some  how   pushed  through  the  day  and  wrote  in  her  diary  that evening  “ Really  Grateful  for  today  and  this  job   To  God , signed  Angela.

The  End

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