New York is such a pretty place, so many people walking around doing God knows what, hobo's staring at you in the dark alleys , couples making out oblivious of anything going on around them. This place is packed with so much, I need a word , I need a word , oh yeah ! So much Pizazz!.
My name is Amanda Johnson, that's if you were too slow to catch on back there , and yeah , I just got fired. I always knew working at a printing press wasn't my call. Although its paid the bills and put food on my table for quite a number of years after my parents chose to die and leave me alone in this cruel crazy world. I always thought of my parents death as the tragedy of Romeo and Juliet , my dad died of cancer when I was in high school and my mom followed right after I finished college. Sigh, true love really did exist between them. God keep them where ever they are, and God keep me too I'm jobless and will probably die of starvation in a few months .That's if I don't land another job soon.
I walk to the ATM to withdraw some cash, making a mental note of what I'm going to do with the money to curb this feeling that's trying to break free right now . I feel like a kubi of depression has been sealed in me and all it takes is something to break that seal . I smile as I remember a naruto episode I saw that in.
"Yeah! I'm an anime fan but not the crazy type that run with their hands behind their backs or those that try to get rid of an awkward situation by using a replacement jutsu. I just love watching it since it makes me forget painful memories".
Excuse me miss, a deep yet sensational voice calls out behind me whisking me out of my anime dreams . I raise my eyes to see a pair of the most gorgeous hazel eyes staring at me . Ye , ye , yes . I stutter , trying to get a grip of myself before I drool on his shirt .Oh my God! His shirt, all I see is a set of eight packs and a chest I could build a cave in . Merhhnn ! He's perfect.!
He's perfectly chiseled face looking at me in confusion . Are you done ma'am? Because I want to cash some money.
"If you were an ATM I'll cash you everyday till I go bankrupt . And bankrupt here means my menopause so just add two and two together. OK back to track!
No I say, a little too stern for my own liking. You see I'm cashing a loooot of money and you have to wait awhile. I stress on the lot to make him know I'm a stinking rich girl who should not be messed with. I tap my feet feigning impatience as I wait for the ATM.
Mr. Hazel eyes looks at me and cocks his head up, motioning me to look back at the ATM and says,"umm, so that looks like a loooot of money ".
I look back at the twenty dollars the ATM machine finally vomited out.
You see I punched in so many digits it obviously registered the first two. I really need to sue this machine. I say, as I tap my chin in mock thought. Ma'am its a machine, you can't sue a machine Mr.Hazel eyes tells me, astonished at my level of stupidity .
"I just met Mr.Hazel eyes and the dude is pissing me off already .I wish I could break his nose ."lord he's hot !.
I quickly take the money and pocket it at the back of my jeans and give him way so he can make his withdrawal . Little did I know my feet was too much in the way as he trips, loses his balance and goes nose first at the metallic covering of the ATM machine. I hear a loud crunch and I know something on him is broken .He regains balance and holds his head up holding his nose with his two fingers.
"I swear I'd laugh if this was another situation. The guy looked so much like a Chinese monk on some complete meditation routine right now."
My self control escapes as I let out a little not too silent giggle. Hey! You think this is funny ?. He snapped, looking at me with a pair of murderous eyes . My eyes widen and my heart starts to race.
It won't be bad to die right here if it was him doing to killing. I mean he's so perfect he could pass of as an Angel, and what's safer than an angel taking your life so you could go straight to heaven ? Now that's sarcastic !
"You think just because you have an ugly bump on your forehead you can go round hurting others too". He says whiles letting go of his fingers as some blood trickles down to the corners of his mouth . I take out my tissue and dub the blood tenderly, slowly cleaning the blood as I stare in his Hazel eyes . The moment was so magical that I could feel his body relax to my touch . "Are you feeling better?" I ask him and he gives a slow nod .Good I say with a smile.
At once I give him a sharp knock at the right side of his head making him sway to the left and using the left side of his head to hit the ATM machine. He holds both the sides of his head like he's trying to repel brainwaves trying to take over His mind. I don't know why this moment reminds me so much of hell boy.
" Who the heck do you think you are talking to a lady like that you pompously overgrown ballistic imbecile! . You have no fricken idea what I've been trough today so before you try to insult someone for breaking your nose , you better think twice". I say to him with a temperamental tone while I massage the bulging forehead I forgot was there. Or you think every Lady will submit to you because you're hot? I add .
Ok that was stupid .I just told him he's hot .What the hell Mandy!
Mr. Hazel eyes looks at me dump founded, obviously stricken by the fact that I just openly hit on him. "Ma'am first of I never insulted you, you are the only one who insulted me so openly, breaking my nose as well and giving me a migraine on top of that! That's no way for a lady to act . All I came here to do was to cash some fricken money and I've got a broken nose and a head ache that's harsh enough to keep me up for weeks !" He hisses the last part out , making me realise the dude really loves his beauty sleep.
"Wait, wait , is this guy trying to tell me he didn't hear me call him hot? Or maybe he's heard it so much he's used to it , or maybe he's gay. Oh such a shame, all this going to waste as I look down to determine his size".I'm no bad girl by the way , I'm just...open minded.
I pout my mouth obviously not going to concede defeat, but I have to since I'm the one at fault . I mutter sorry but he acts like he hasn't heard, he just huffs past me angrily punches numbers on the ATM , shoves the money in his wallet and walks past me like I was one of the ghosts in the insidious movie.
I watch him as he takes a cab and it leaves the place , I remember how much he shoved into his wallet and think to myself." Now that's a looot of money ".
I grab my dejected box I left at the side of the ATM hoping someone would steal it so I could say it was all a dream but it seems not even thieves steal "disappointment" .
I go over to a noodle shop to buy myself some sweet noodles, but honestly I just wanted the chop sticks cus if stuff doesn't change for the better soon, I think I'll ram it through my neck to get life done with.
"Death by a chop stick. kung fu hustle better sign me up "
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