1.9

The next day was job day. I was supposed to take care of books for the whole day. I was allotted a room near hers' which was vacant. She said that her identity had some place uptown but it was all dull and small and so far away from school. She said that this place was better. I dressed up for my first day at work, normal average guy clothes. I walked out of my room and went downstairs. The downstairs was basically everything from dining to parking to storage. It was a huge space with rusty metal walls and ceiling. The giant metal pillars gave off a weird scent that was dissolved in everything that was there.

I was sitting on the couch and I turned on the television. I wasn't much worried about work because I knew it would be boring and everyone already thought that I was some drug addict.

I heard her steps coming down the old wooden stairs, making a cracking sound. I looked up at her and when I did I was just looking at her. She was wearing a pink top and a blue jacket with really tight black jeans. She was looking so hot that I wished to go back to the white room where we were naked together. Actually it was a bit weird. I looked away and I tried to concentrate on the news but the only thing on my mind was her outfit.

"you are going to wear that to the school?"—me.

"yeah?"—her(eye brows raised)

"Nothing it's just that with that kind of dress students will end up very interested in the history class."—me.

"Are you talking about them or yourself."—her.

"yeah right...Like I would ever fall for you."—me.

"Why would you?you have already seen me naked there is nothing under this dress that is mystery for you."—her.

"Is that supposed to be a compliment?"—me.

She was frozen while looking at the TV.

"Hey I am talking to you."—me.

I turned at the TV. The news headlines were a little uncomfortable.

'BILLIONARIE ADAM BLACK DEAD'.