All For Love
Chapter 1: Hey Angel
Kaylen
I walk down the crowded streets of Los Angeles for the first time. I'm overwhelmed by the amount of people rushing down the street in the middle of the afternoon. I don't believe I've ever seen this many people in one place in my entire 21 years on this earth. The one familiar thing about this foreign place is feeling the heat of the sun on my face and shoulders. Back home in Arkansas, the temperature easily reaches 100 degrees in the summer, and what's worse is that we usually have at least 70% humidity. At least the weather here won't make my hair frizz out.
It's hard to believe that just a week ago, I was still in college, not completely independent. Now, I stand in a whole new city, alone. I was excited to come here and start my job at Intricate Design. Now, I'm just scared stiff. I don't know anyone at all. The only person I've spoken to at my new job is the assistant manager of the company, who gave me the interview over video chat a few weeks ago. I know I won't see too many familiar faces here. At least I still have my golden retriever, Mo.
My phone vibrates in my hand. "Your destination is on the left," Google chimes in. Well, I'm here. Here goes nothing. I walk up the steps to the big tall building. I catch my reflection in the double glass doors and run a hand through my curls and straighten my knee length yellow sun dress. I take a breath and pull on the heavy door.
"Welcome to Intricate Design, how may I help you?" The woman at the front desk asks. "Hi, my name is Kaylen Thomas. today is my first day. I was told to report to Mr. Lancaster's office at 8:30." I reply. "Oh yes of course! I knew from your accent that you weren't from around here. Come right this way sweetie, I'll take you to his office." she responds. "Thank you so much Ms...??" "Oh how rude of me! I'm Ryan, and please don't bother with the Ms, I only run the front desk," She says. "Nice to meet you, Ryan."
All of a sudden, the door in front of me opens, hitting me square in the face. "Ah! Oww.... Holy mother of Henry......" I trail off. "Oh I'm so sorry love! Didn't see ya there." A deep voice with a British accent says above me. A very familiar voice at that. "Hey, Angel, can you look up at me? I want to make sure you're quite all right." He asks. "Yeah, I'm okay, just smarts a little..." I say, still holding my sore cheek and looking at the floor. I finally raise my head and look straight into the most beautiful pair of green eyes I've ever seen. A pair of eyes that I know all to well.
I walk down the crowded streets of Los Angeles for the first time. I'm overwhelmed by the amount of people rushing down the street in the middle of the afternoon. I don't believe I've ever seen this many people in one place in my entire 21 years on this earth. The one familiar thing about this foreign place is feeling the heat of the sun on my face and shoulders. Back home in Arkansas, the temperature easily reaches 100 degrees in the summer, and what's worse is that we usually have at least 70% humidity. At least the weather here won't make my hair frizz out.
It's hard to believe that just a week ago, I was still in college, not completely independent. Now, I stand in a whole new city, alone. I was excited to come here and start my job at Intricate Design. Now, I'm just scared stiff. I don't know anyone at all. The only person I've spoken to at my new job is the assistant manager of the company, who gave me the interview over video chat a few weeks ago. I know I won't see too many familiar faces here. At least I still have my golden retriever, Mo.
My phone vibrates in my hand. "Your destination is on the left," Google chimes in. Well, I'm here. Here goes nothing. I walk up the steps to the big tall building. I catch my reflection in the double glass doors and run a hand through my curls and straighten my knee length yellow sun dress. I take a breath and pull on the heavy door.
"Welcome to Intricate Design, how may I help you?" The woman at the front desk asks. "Hi, my name is Kaylen Thomas. today is my first day. I was told to report to Mr. Lancaster's office at 8:30." I reply. "Oh yes of course! I knew from your accent that you weren't from around here. Come right this way sweetie, I'll take you to his office." she responds. "Thank you so much Ms...??" "Oh how rude of me! I'm Ryan, and please don't bother with the Ms, I only run the front desk," She says. "Nice to meet you, Ryan."
All of a sudden, the door in front of me opens, hitting me square in the face. "Ah! Oww.... Holy mother of Henry......" I trail off. "Oh I'm so sorry love! Didn't see ya there." A deep voice with a British accent says above me. A very familiar voice at that. "Hey, Angel, can you look up at me? I want to make sure you're quite all right." He asks. "Yeah, I'm okay, just smarts a little..." I say, still holding my sore cheek and looking at the floor. I finally raise my head and look straight into the most beautiful pair of green eyes I've ever seen. A pair of eyes that I know all to well.
Notes
Hey guys! Sorry this is a little short. I just had to get this intro out of the way! Leave me comments so I can make the story the way y'all like it!
All the love,
E.
