" unruled temperament "

it's been weeks now since I resumed work at Roman Roderick's restaurant. it's has been nothing but full of experience, let's not forget how people would react at every little thing that isn't worth any of the reactions.

I still come to wonder how one man would be capable of making a whole lot of name for himself without any form of illegal businesses added to his already famous life. what I'm I even saying, of course...even if he has, the government can't probably do anything as he person in question controls even the president himself.

Gosh**

" What is it now Riella ". Bella said yarning.

mmm...." it's nothing ". I answered.

what would I tell her I was thinking to have mistakenly poured tea on my work clothes.

What!!

did I seriously just say work clothes. no..no....no

I ran upstairs to get my clothes cleaned when I saw my phone blinking. who might this person be. I know for sure it wouldn't be my mom.

" get your ass over here Riella, I'm waiting ". a voice said as soon as I picked up my phone.

the voice of my colleague. she wouldn't let me be even for one second.

" do me a favor nursery"... I stained my clothes so I think I'll be a little late. I said

(gilberish nonsense)

" fine" . I heard her say only for me to chuckle.

since I started the work, I find myself wanting to explore... something I never find joy in doing for the 22nd year of my life and it makes me wonder what life would have In store for me.

about 30 minutes later I was done and headed for work. Bella was still down on the couch sleeping. well nobody should blame her, not even me. I covered her up and left.

on my way to work, actually I don't take cab as every other person would, should incase they are late. mine has always being different from onset. I get to trek to work even if I have the money, most of the time Bella would drag me to the car park but then I'm not her. I've gotten a lot of things to do with the little amount I earn. even now that I have a job better than the former... the habit is way to matured so I still get to trek.

lost in my memory lane, I think I heard a splash that jolted me back to reality.

"What the heck". I shouted.

then I saw this man coming out of the car, looking like a god. I seriously don't have the time to compliment anybody as I already started yelling.

" are you blind, or is there any form of dirt in your eyes that made you not to see" I yelled.

" I'm sorry miss, but you were already walking on the road and no longer the road path" he answered. looking down to my surroundings I can see he's telling the truth but then I'm not going to buy it.

oh yeah" Soo??" aren't you the person driving, you could have just horned or is your car missing the important parts of it??. why can't rich people for once think. what have we, the poor done to deserve this??. I guess you're all the same. stupid and pompous." I yelled but what I don't understand is why I was crying. I don't care. I just need him to apologise over and over again.

" I'm sorry". please where are you headed to??. he asked

" why, so you can kidnap me ". I shouted.

" why would I kidnap you?? .

" I don't know, rich kids have different characters and you don't know what running in their mind" I said only to see him raising a brow up.

ding...ding**

"Where the hell are you Riella".. do you know Mr Roman is coming over today??". I heard, I can imagine nursery bulging her eyes out. how can a person be named nursery and still be acting like a child. the name suit her. but what did I hear her say. in realization, my socket widened.

" what... how, when??". I starmmered

" yes Riella, he's coming so hurry". she said and the call ended.

looking over to the man.. I decided to tell him where I'm headed to as I'm already late.

" Roman Roderick's restaurant" ...please. I said.

" Wow" he muttered.

I didn't even check his reaction as I bowed in shame. Soo much for my unruled temperament.