Crazy b***h
782 Words
(davina POV)
Phone rings
"Davina where are you??? “ asked Jane.
You don't know her yet, we met after I graduated and left all my friends behind," all" like I had a lot, I started working at a coffee shop as a waitress and Jane was there for the same job interview. Jane doesn't have that sexy grow woman look, she is cute, se is smaller than me, she is like the mom kind of friend always worried about others, always putting everything and everyone above her own interests.
When I met her I swear to God I saw darkness and sadness in her eyes, I saw a dark past as I have behind her hazel eyes, but we never talked about each other past and I liked her mostly because of that.
She has blonde waivy hair, she's short, super slim, too skinny, like the type you take her out to eat because she looks like she starves but when you do, she just have a hole in her stomach and she eats for two.
"I'm still home, and no I didn't forgot, I just overslept..." - I answer still halfasleep.
"Davina get your ass here right now, the interviews just started. I made myself last so you could be here on time, hurry you still have time."
First of all thank God she called and second of all thank God I already chose what to wear the day before.
Ugh, I have a hangover. Don't remember much, just that I came home with some guy, he's still here? Yup, still here, I'll just leave a note thanking him and to leave as soon as possible.
He's kind of hot, I give him that, but not interested in guys remember?
I take a fast shower, put my black pencil skirt along with a white blouse, so I could look like any other secretary, yeah dress to impress am I right? I could wear a garbage bag and still look good, and damn I look good, I put some makeup on, not too much though, some perfume and finally my high heels.
During the walk to the interview I felt lust looks from men and envyous ones from women, men wanted to possess me and women wanted to be me. Everyone says that I'm close to what perfection would look like, tall, fit, curves, bosom, ass, pump lips, small nose, asian eyes, but not not normal, green ones, not many Asian girls have green eyes, and people give me more attention because of that.
I walk casually like I didn't notice the glances and the death stares, oh we can't forget the s*x comments and then this humpty dumpty stops me:
"Hey doll, are you lost? Do you need a tour guy? I could help you with that and much more..." this guy approached me and came too close, then put a hand on my back pushing me to come with him, I take a step forward to him, trying to be more closer, he smirked and then:
" You have 5 seconds to take your dirty paws off of me before I smash your precious tiny eggs, and make breackfast with them. We Asians eat everything right? It's not what most people think?
As soon I finish my threat, he rushes to take hand off me, backing up. Guys hate badmouths, they feel intimidated, they want pretty dolls that do whatever they're told, sorry babe, you knocked at the wrong door.
"You're crazy! You b***h, go back to China you slut! - he dreamed as re ran off.
" I'm Japanese but I didn't expect such ignorant pig as you could tear Asians apart."- I answer to myself calmly as I continue my route.
Once I arrive at the company to go to the interview, I see my friend standing in front of the door with a cup of coffee in her hand waving at me to hurry up.
"How the f**k did you forgot?? “- she asked annoyed.
" Calm down, I didn't, I just overslept. "
" Did you went to that party last night? Your eyes are a bit red."
"I might of have." - I winked at her as I took her coffee and walk away towards the door. "come on we're late."
"You're the late one! I hate you! And give me back my coffee please."
We're both sitting for the last girl before us to finish the interview when suddenly the door of the office opens and I hear:
"Davina??? Hi!“- this woman just greeted me.
As my friend walked in to her
interview, I made her a sign to wish her good luck, then I raise my head to see who greeted me enthusiastically.
- Writer
