I woke up myself rather than by the alarm today and that wasn't a bad thing in itself. My problems woke me up each day anyway. Sitting on my bed, I pulled those comfy grey bedsheets to myself, spreading out my long legs in glee. Heck , that was something good about living alone, I could do anything at any time and not listen to my parents nagging about anything. I let my hair lose, I had recently got my hair dyed, caramel brown, I always loved this shade on my aunt. I looked at my reflection in the mirrored wall opposite to my bed. My hair reaching my waist looked like a cascade of brown waters. I loved how they complimented my fair skin.

The sun was out and human beings were on streets for thing or another. I didn't have anything against my fellow people but I honestly hated human beings in general. I changed into my  leggings and a crop top for a run .   The sun was barely out in the sky but it was hot as hell. I ran almost four kilometres, panting for breath , I stopped infront of a shop and reached out for a bottle of water from the counter. The owner smiled at me, it was a daily routine. I hadn't missed a run since I was twelve. I ran back to my apartment. It was expensive living in New York , specially for one with such specific interests like me. I had to search for months for the apartment I wanted.  It had two rooms , a sitting room joining both of them with a table , some comfy chairs and a couch along with an open kitchen. The rooms had a mirrored wall each so my majesty, that is me, could look at her anytime she wanted. I had huge bookshelves that stored my seven years of hardcore studying. It was a beautiful abode for me .

I came back , sweating, grasping for breath. I didn't waste anytime doing anything . I hated staying put in my sweat. I stripped and jumped in the shower , lathering the shower gel. It scented of coconuts and vanilla, reminding me of the vacation I had with Nik last year . I pushed back those memories, dried myself with a towel and choose my work clothes. For today a skirt and a black shirt would have to do . It reminded me of how mom used to dress when she was my age. I took a snap and sent her saying we looked so alike.

My phone beeped. A text from mom , " I was married and a mother by your age. facetime us when you can" . I groaned. I could predict what she would say. She was on my ass wanting me to get married. According to her , my successful career wasn't enough to live on. I opened my laptop and connected to them.

"Morning honey, I missed you so much. "

"Hii mom, I'll have to end this quick, I have to go to office"

"Why don't you get married, you won't have to work "

I almost laughed at what she said. I loved to work. I had always been at the top of my class . I aced my bar examination. I was one the best my generation lawyers in New York. I wouldn't give this up for any godforsaken man.

"Mom, I am 26 and self reliant. Why would I need a man? "

" Money isn't enough sweetheart, man will support you. When I was your age , "

" You were a housewife and dependent on father. " I interrupted her.

" I was married and I had kids and I felt complete." She said. 

"Whatever, am ending the call. I have work." I disconnected. I have a quota for people irritating me and my mother had filled half of it already.

I got dressed and left for work.

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As if mom's nagging in the morning wasn't enough, I banged the stack of files on my desk. Amara looked at me annoyed.   I freaking had to work in a cubicle like a sheep in a herd. No doubt I loved my job but a small office could do me so good.

"Why are you all cranky  today?" Amara asked.

"Nothing, just a bit underpaid."

"Aren't we all? Although I heard we are getting good bonuses this year," she beamed.

I had known her since law school and this girl was as ambitious as I was. She wasn't insecure, she knew what she was worth and alot more. We  had been friends for what felt like an eternity.

"That's good. I hope to buy a new car this year."

Her lips spread into a huge smile appreciating my decision.

"What are doing this summer?"

"Work ." I gave her a sly smile.

"Girl, you said the same thing last time and bailed out on me with your dj guy with colourful hair. " She pouted.

I chuckled. " I didn't bail out , it was a quick decision and his hair was red at that time not colourful." I was laughing, imagining Nik having colourful hair.

"Whatever, your taking a vacation with me this summer. I don't care what work you got." She said firmly, using her formal tone as if demanding some work files untill tomorrow.

We were silent for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Beautiful ladies, what are you upto?" Cash interuppted us. His eyes shinning with his beautiful smile like a small kid.

" She wants a hot girl summer and I want to rest at home." I replied.

"Oh Isabelle please make plans for summer holiday, Mark and I will come with you too. Please." He pouted. Mark was his boyfriend. Sometimes he acted like a child and his sweet voice made us usually give in to his demands.

"You guys see the piled up files here? We have to go through the Derick- Louis merger  and file so many papers , find out everything about its properties and what could affect our clients at the international market. Can we talk about summer later?" I was frustrated. There was too much work. Being a lawyer demanded long hours of hardwork.

I was filing the reports when Martha called me in her office , with some files regarding the merger we all were working on. She was a partner in the firm and my friend although I was  Jackson's associate .

I was on my way to her office when my mom called. I cancelled it. It rang again.
"Mom am at work for godsake."

"I just called to ask you if you could come for your cousin's wedding."

" Mom first up , I don't take vacations. Second I have so many files to handle and so much work and I don't even have a office -

I slammed against what seemed like the hulk , all my files scattered on the floor, some pages out of them.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK YOU BLIND JERK!"

I shouted and picked up my files , shoving the papers in them. The hulk was still standing there. I looked up to him ready to smack him for his stupidity . He was Mr. Logan. I almost choked on my words. Mumbling apologies, I walked past him and almost ran to Amara's desk.

"BITCH, you won't believe what happened!!!" I said, hopping from one feet to another.

"Camilla married Shawn? Brad pitt got back with Aniston? Trump fell down the stairs? What girl?"

" I just bumped against Mr Logan and called him a blind jerk."

She stopped working. Turning around her chair and looking at me, " Logan , Logan Forbes?" She stuttered.

"Yep".

"You do know that we work at Forbes International Law Firm right and you bumped against the Managing Partner and called him a jerk."

I nodded .

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