Chapter22

"Maybe." I replied plainly as if not really interested. "I'm sure you'll get one of them for yourself" Keith laughed. I smiled a little. "That's stupid." "I'm serious, man. It'll be too easy for you. Girls have always been around you since highschool! And the crazy stuff is, you've never had a girlfriend." "Cuz, I don't want to date." I stated firmly. "Hum." he stood and walked towards the door, "Dude, at times you make me believe you're gay or something." he turned and looked at me with a funny face. I smiled. Keith was quite an annoying and stubborn guy, yet funny. The only guy who could make me laugh. Nothing to do with me. People wondered on how we became friends. For some people I was too quiet, too odd and too strange. Keith was the only one who insisted on knowing the real me. "Don't smile at me like that man. It's creepy." he complained jokingly. I chuckled. "Shut up, you idiot. Do I look gay to you?" "Well, you still haven't had sex so..." he teased. I picked up a pillow and shot it at him. "Get out!" I laughed and he laughed too. "Fine, fine. Pack your stuff. We gotta leave this campus." *** Some days after we'd left the frat house, I went to Four Wheels with my documents. As expected, I was accepted for internship. During my temporary stay there, I learnt a lot of things and was able to put my knowledge of management into practice. I was appreciated by most employees and even the head of the company itself. *** Two whole years flew by without me even realising. Soon I was twenty four. It was time for me to get my papers signed. When I went to get my paper signed, I was proposed to stay and continue working in Four wheels. I refused. I had my inheritance to get back. And I would do everything to get it back. After my papers signed, I returned to my house, or the one uncle victor had left for me. I had to think of a plan and a way to get a job at P.W Dairy Products. I just had to. That night, I sat in the living room and opened the newspaper to read. Bingo. Written in bold black at the corner of a page was: -P.W dairy products company is in search of a new secretary. Someone with experience and ability. Interviews for the job offer begin this Friday at three in the afternoon. Full documents required.- Was this some sort of luck or sign? I was glad. It was the perfect opportunity. I would do everything to be taken. I looked forward to that Friday with impatience. It was a chance I couldn't miss. *** Friday arrived. I got ready. I wore my suit and tie, arranged my documents in order, wore my shoes and applied some cologne. I was slightly nervous. Nervous at the thought that I might be seeing Heather. Apart from that, I was more than determined to get that job. I was more than impatient to execute my plans and my revenge. I was ready. Only God could help me avoid slapping that witch named Christina once I'd see her. She would regret. She would regret terribly. I looked at myself in the glass one last time. I saw Ace in that glass. Not a naïve Sheridan. I picked my car keys and left the house. I parked in front of the huge building at exactly three. I got out of my car and looked up at the top of the building. I suddenly thought of my father. Bitterness rose from within me. I cleared my throat and shook all awful thoughts from my mind. I went into the building. For the first time in my life I'd seen my father's company with both eyes. Its inside was big and beautiful. I went straight to the woman in the lobby. "Excuse me." "Yes, sir?" "I'm here for the job offer." "Oh, okay. Take the elevator sir, to the last floor. Then the fourth door to your left." I thanked her and headed for the elevator. * I reached the last floor and took the fourth door on my left. On entering, I discovered it was a waiting room full of formally dressed people. They surely wanted the same job. I sat down and waited. Time flew and people were called one by one. I got tired and bored. After about fifty minutes of waiting, the man who called people over told me I was next. Finally. I stood up and adjusted my tie. I followed him to the office. We reached a door and he opened it for me. "You can go in." I went into the office and closed the door behind me. It was a big, spacious and beautiful office with large glass windows and an amazing view on the city. Surprisingly, there was no one in it. "Hold on I'm coming!" a female voice said from another room in the office which happened to be the toilets. I recognised her voice. I unknowingly clenched my jaw. I needed her not to recognise me. She couldn't even do that in the first place. "Have a seat! I won't be long." she said. Without a word, I moved to the table and took a seat. Some minutes later, I heard the door open as she stepped into the office with her heels. I turned to look at her. I froze.  "Hello" she said with a smirk. She hadn't changed very much. Though she was now forty two. She wasn't at all different from the last time I saw her. The only difference was that she'd left her hair in it's natural reddish state instead of dyeing it blonde. I felt hatred rise but I couldn't let it spoil everything. I acted as normal and formal as possible. I stood up and greeted her.