Bridget looked at her blankly.
“What?” Sally asked with confusion.
“Black Coffee” Bridget finally said.
“What was that look for?” sally insisted.
“It’ll take a few minutes, take a seat I’ll bring it to you”, interrupted Mike.
As they walked to a free table, “I can’t believe how much you eat, and you still manage to have a great body. On top of that you’re a model” Bridget said it amazement.
“It’s just the way my system works” she replied quite smugly.
“Me and some friends are going clubbing you should come too?” Sally asked uncertainly.
Bridget replied, “I can’t I’ve got…”
“Work right!” Sally finished off.
“I enjoy work, so how is Jake?” Bridget said in desperation to change the subject.
Mike came, with the order, and said,” here you go”.
“Thanks” Sally said gently, while turning back to Bridget “Jake is old news, he wasn’t all that” Bridget’s expression suggested it wasn’t the first time this happened and Sally knew that but didn’t comment. “Oh look at the time I really have to work” Bridget said in anxiety.
“There isn’t anything I can say to stop you” sally went on in disappointment.
“Work is work,” Bridget said while shrugging her shoulders. “Bye, take care”, she muttered while walking away.
“There is more to life to working” Sally whispered to herself. She looked at her succulent breakfast for six, and starting eating.
Montgomery St, San Francisco. The building was soaring and trim. It seemed to be 10 stores high. Bridget walked into her work place and was immediately greeted by other colleagues. She was important at work. Bridget even walked professionally with her chin and nose up, as she went into the elevator packed with many people, and she raised her hand and pressed the 8. This is where her busy work life began. Talking to clients. Preparing for presentations and for court hearings. Persuading new clients.
After a frantic day, Sally was at the table in the kitchen munching on her third bowl of Crunchy nut cornflakes. Trying to drop a jean size. Bridget comes out of her room, perfectly done up in her work clothes. Yet there was a gloom in her eyes, Sally notices this. Sally slowed her pace of eating and stared at her. “Are you going to make me ask?” Sally asked.
Bridget tried to keep it hidden but she just couldn’t. “You wouldn’t believe what happened to me yesterday!” she said with a minor rage in her voice and her eyes popped out vaguely.
“What?” sally said with curiosity.
“I went to the coffee machine at work, and some idiot bumped into me and ruin my suit” Bridget went on with anger.
Sally interrupted, "you didn’t eat, and had just been drinking coffee?” Sally said in concern.
“You’re drifting from the point I trying to make.” Bridget hesitated.
Sally gave I very disappointed look. Bridget came towards her and said “aww I’m really I was working”. Them she gave Sally a big huge. Sally wasn’t totally convinced, but she was her friend. “Carry on” sally finally replied.
Bridget started, “Right, where was I, yes that idiot guy!”
’Woo a guy” said Sally childishly.
Bridget gave her such a pessimistic stare and carried on.
“After bumping into me. The idiot had the nerve to look endlessly at me for ages. When he decided to come back o life all he did was smile.”
“What did you do then?” Sally asked.
“What could I do, I gave him the eye and stomped off wearing a coffee stained suit,” Bridget replied.
“Bless him” sally said faintly.
“WHAT?” Bridget said furiously.
“You must have scared him,” Sally supposed while giggling.
“That’s not all, he is a new solicitor on my floor, and I’ve heard he is really good. It’s a shame he looks like a total fool!” Bridget alleged in hate.
“Is that it? What a minor thing. You’re over reacting,” Sally told her.
“No! That’s not it. My car broke down at 1am last night. That stupid loafer saw me and stopped, then carried on driving.” Bridget alleged.
“Oh my god!” Sally screamed.
“Yea actually!” Bridget said with relief.
“ You left work at 1” Sally said with so much fury.
Bridget’s face dropped. “When will you start to looking after yourself? Work isn’t everything!” Sally said in a motherly voice.
“Sally, it was important work,” Bridget tried to convince her.
“I’m sorry but I have to go work.”
Sally angrily finished off eating her cornflakes.
“Wait for me I coming with you too” she said all of a sudden.
Bridget went rushing out of the apartment to the bus station.
“When will she learn?” muttered Sally as she went after Bridget. ”Hmm, This idiot?” Sally had a plan but what?
Bridget reached the bus station and waited. Sally wasn’t far behind her. Then all of a sudden she saw a tall figure walk towards her. Sea blue eyes that twinkled in the sunlight. He was wearing a very stylish suit that complimented his well-built body. His hair looked incredible, there was a sexy genuine style to it. Bridget realized who it was and signed.
“You here?” she demanded. Sally looked confused
“The idiot,“ Bridget whispered into Sally’s ears.
“Why can’t I be here?” he replied in a deep cocky voice.
Bridget’s eyes rolled as her anger grew. “Don’t you have a car?” she inquired.
“Not really. That car you saw me in last night was making weird noises, and it’s at the garage. Sorry for not offering a lift, my car was a bit of a death trap,” he explained.
“Oh it’s okay, I wasn’t that bothered,” she said trying to act cool. Sally saw right though her and nudge her.
“So who this beautiful lady with you” he asked smugly.
“I’m Sally Green,” she spoke with great confidence.
“The model right?” he spoke with calmness.
Sally nodded. Bridget looked as if she was going to kill somebody. It could have been any of the two.
“Sorry didn’t quite get your name?” Sally said.
“Jamie Troy” he replied proudly.
Sally and Jamie started to engage in conversation, partly about Bridget. Bridget was to busy in her hatred to realize they were talking about her. When they both laughed, Bridget suddenly filled with jealously, but was it the fact that her best friend was getting along with the person who irritated her most or was it because she had these strange feelings for this charming colleague. She coughed really loud but they ignored her.
“Sally our bus!” Bridget said bitterly.
“Don’t forget it’s my bus too,” Jamie added self-righteously.
They all got on to the stuffy bus. Jamie and Sally got along very well, but then again Sally got along with everybody and anybody. They were joking and laughing. Bridget just stood there sulking, trying to get attention. Sally’s stop came a few stops before Bridget and Jamie’s, which left Bridget dealing with Jamie.
Out of nowhere, “Why are you such a bore for?” Jamie commented.
“Huh! What?” Bridget replied with total confusion.
Jamie just laughed, which just frustrated Bridget even more.
“Go on. What was that you just said?” she demanded.
He ignored what she was asking and “stop,” he muttered.
“What are you going on about now?” Bridget asked.
“Our stop!” he replied. As they walked off the bus he muttered, “On top of a bore she’s slow too.”
“I heard that,” she said angrily.
“Oh well, I wasn’t lying” he said while walking it to the firm.
“I’m not a bore,” she said to herself in desperation to reassure herself. She realized that Jamie had a point. His comments ate at her but not negatively. It was lunch, and Jamie went in to Bridget office where she was working hard.
“Let go to eat” he insisted.
“I’m working!” she replied bitterly.
“So, it’s still going to be there when you come back!” he added.
As he dragged her to the restaurant that was a bloke away, well it wasn’t really dragged, as there was much hesitation from Bridget. As he politely pulled out a seat for Bridget, he sensed that there was a slight change in her. They would squabble time to time, but it was obvious they we having fun. Bridget smiled unnaturally as if it were her first. She’d occasionally look at the time, and because of this she was unable to fully relax. Jamie would stare at her with great hope, as he knew this was only the start.
