Chapter 13

 The next morning, I curled my short hair, leaving it down. I smile at myself. It is new and I am happy. I think its suits my features. I throw on a navy blue shirt, white jeans, and put on my motorcycle boots. I put white sandals into my backpack and I pick up my helmet. I climb onto my bike, and quickly ride to the office. When I arrive, I hear a commotion within the office. I can hear Aidan's voice from in the reception. He is a whole story above it. He must have had a fight with his mother. When I exit the elevator, I find Aidan standing in his navy tuxedo yelling at a poor employee, who seems absolutely frantic. 

"Good morning Mr. Jonhson." I say amused. He does not turn around, as he is glaring at the poor intern, who seems to be terrified of poor Mr. Jonhson. I roll my eyes. 

"Morning, Gale." His eyes never leave the young man, who has a pile of papers in his arms, as he greets me. 

"I told you