"Ah" I sighed as cracked my fingers in neck enjoying the little relief that followed.
What a long week.
The seemed to have doubled since the incident on Wednesday and he still hasn't said word to me since then since as well, but I really didn't really care to be honest. I didn't need to talk to him.
I met Maria at her desk for we had agreed to go out to a club since it was my first week and it was literally so hard and I really needed a release or I would explode.
"You ready to go?" I asked, and she nodded and linked her hands with mine, but as we were both about to leave Emilio called out behind us.
"Miss. Rodriquez, I'll take you home."
Oh now he speaks to me? I though sighing as I turned around.
"Umm no thank you Mr. Martinez. Maria and I aren't going home just yet."
"And why is that?" he asked coming closer with his hands in his pockets and eyebrows raised.
"We decided to go to a club." I answered and he tilted his head to the side in obvious disapproval.
