Chapter Two

    Michelle's pov

Set out to look for a job again. Took my credentials from my bag and tried to check something in there.

   'Poor wretch' That word has been ringing in my ears since yesterday.

I really look like one. I must find a job today. Even if I'm gonna be a stripper. I don't care.

     My phone beeped and I brought it out.

'Need a girlfriend for two months and get paid." Posted anonymously.

I read.

Wow! Who could have done this? 

I quickly click on it and apply. Doing all the necessary things needed. It was so easy.

But what if it's a scammed?

  I shrugged and walked back home. I need to rely on this one.

   My phone beeped again. 'Send your picture'

I'm starting to think of something else. Why do they need my picture?

I sent the one I think is the finest of all my pictures.

My mom walked in and threw a flyer at me.

"You can get the job before it too late" She mumbled.

"Okay."

If this doesn't work then I'm going to this restaurant tomorrow, who's in need of a cleaner.

I waited and waited for them to reply. Ate dinner and just when I was about to sleep, a message popped in.

'Congratulations, you're accepted. We'd like to know your address so we can come and pick you. With your luggage.''

'You will be leaving in his house for two months.' Another one popped in.

I sighed when I read it finished. I will be leaving my mom all alone.

'Your pay is $200,000 for two months.' They sent again and I jumped from the sofa I was sitting on.

Jesus! $200,000?

   That's a lot of money! I covered my mouth to avoid screaming the house down.

I sent my address to them and they told me they will be coming tomorrow to pick me up.  I rushed to my room and danced like a mad girl.

At last, I got a silly job today! Whether It's a scam or not, happiness is all that matters.

Haha! Silly me.

  "Mom, I got a job and the pay is good. $200,000" I told my mom.

Her eyes dilated in shock. She hugged me tightly and I was more surprised.

   "Now you're my daughter. What kind of job is this?" She arched her brows with a smile on her lips.

   "Hmm.....mom, I will be someone's girlfriend for two months" I bit my lower lip.

"What?! What kind of awful job is that?" She yelled.

"Mom! We need this money. Don't we?"

"Yes. But not from......."

"Mom, this is the only job that pays well. I need to grab this opportunity." I tried to make her understand.

"So, who are you going to be his fake girlfriend?" She questioned.

"I don't know yet. But, I think that person must be rich." I replied.

"Okay. Wish you the best." She hugged me again.

Seriously, I'm yet to recover from the shock I'm going through.

My mother can be this nice again?

I cackled at the thought and went ahead to re-read the messages sent to me to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

I went to pack my things to get ready for tomorrow, couldn't wait for tomorrow to come. 

**

My eyes fluttered opened and stood up immediately I remembered the deal.

I rolled from the bed and fell down.

"Ouch!" I winced.

Managed to stand up, I rushed to the bathroom. Got all ready wearing a yellow crop top and white jeans. I wore my flipflops.

I ran downstaires, ate the breakfast mom had prepared. She must have gone to work today.

    I patiently waited for the dealers to come.

Heard a horn outside our house. They must be here? They aren't kidnappers right?

I chuckled at the thought of walking into a trap by myself with my eyes wide open.

Excitedly, I rushed to the window and saw the driver I had insulted that day.

What's he doing here? And how did he know my house? I thought.

  Few seconds later, I heard a knock. "Come in" I said.

"Wow! It miss say-sorry." He frowned.

"Yes? What are you doing here?" I folded my arms.

  "Boss asked me to take you to his house. You'd be surprised." He laughed.

    "Your boss? Well, let's go. I don't have time for your silly talks." I walked out with my luggage in my hand.

He helped with my things, while I sit at the backseat like I owned the car.

    The drive was about 30 minutes long before we got to a big mansion. Tell I'm gonna be living here.

Oh my gosh!

   "Go inside, He's waiting for you." The driver said, handing me my luggage.

  I stayed at the door step for sometime before twisting the door knob.

     It felt like I'm in heaven. The sitting room was spacious and beautiful. Well painted.

  I heard footsteps coming down from the stairs, looked up to see what made my heart stopped beating.

I'm dreaming.

Xavier Scott? ?