Lahat ng Kabanata ng Metro Heights: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 4

We sat laughing gleefully at Saltz – the newest hotbed for the college students, middle income socialites and D-list celebrities of Metro Heights. Gorging on Pate, steak and fancy French cheeses, and wine that doesn’t quite pair well with the fish. Our lives seemed fairly great for a couple of college interns. Oh, how the time flies.“And he’s a total dick” Jordan said“The man ignores me for the first two weeks I start working there, acts all friendly with me, gets my opinion on things, makes me join meetings...” He continues.“Just to go and take all MY Work and hand it to our boss on a silver fucking platter” he said exhaustedly waving his hands around“Yikes.” Taylor said with a mouth full of steak. Alex smiled lovingly in her direction.“And had the nerve to make me sit there in the meeting while he did all this, just to give me this shit-eating grin afterwards,” he said.“Well did you say anything to him?” Emma asked.“YES! I brought it up right after and he acted like he didn’t

After getting fired, my life sort of hit a rut until Friday later that week. Instead of going out and coming to terms with the fact that I now had a less than stable income meaning I would actually have to look at the prices on the menu, Reed decided to come over with some that seafood pasta and gelato take, along with a red bottle of wine.We stayed up that night watching ‘The Secrets of the Palace’ ; one of those television shows inspired by the real-life events of the royal family of Albion, and all their scandals. We just sat on the couch cuddling until we fell asleep and when I woke up in the morning, breakfast was freshly made and places on the kitchen table next to my favourite coffee and a hand written sticky note right ontop of my stack of dry panackes.“Had to run, early meeting -I’ll call you tonight…Love Reed” I giggled like an idiot. So stupid. Most of my days were filled with calling Reed, taking up more requests for work from my off-duty client base, and shopping. I m