What if someone asked you the one thing you look forward to everyday ?

Some will say meeting with someone they care about, some will say breakfast, some will say reading a certain something, some will say praying and some will even say a TV show.

But then again, I'm not that "someone".
The thing I look forward to all day is 5:00 pm.

Yes.

The end of my work hour.

I look forward to the way the falling sun lights up the sky one last time. The way the sunlight makes the trees look fiery. The beautiful end of another struggling day.

After work, I will take my Toyota Camry and drive to the nearest coffee shop and order my usual. A smoked chicken sandwich and and an iced americano and then go to the park nearby to just sit at the bench near the big old tree and enjoy my meal and the sunset.

It was also the time when I would look back at the day and think about what I achieved, what I did wrong, how to improve myself and most importantly, will I regret anything that I did today if I die now.

This little time to myself was all that I needed everyday to forget about the tiredness and the stress of work. This helped me to forget about my shitty background and gave me the inspiration and courage to move on.

I worked on a billion dollar company which was one of the richest company in all of Brooklyn.

The Alvarez consolidated .

Ethan Alvarez, The CEO of the company ,was who I worked as a private secretary for. I know my post doesn't sound like a small one and obviously I get handsomely paid for it. But working for a crazy workaholic, rude, rich tycoon as himself was such a challenge. He did know how to bring the best out of his workers. That's why this company was a huge success.

And for his unusually "mannered" behaviour towards the other parties is why I need to be with him in every meetings and conferences, to translate his rude statements into a thoughtful and professional proposal.

He knew how calm, collected and thoughtful I was when it came to business, and that's why he relied on me. Work was tiring but it was good to know I was reliable.

So just after enjoying a great meal and a sunset, like any other day, I headed to my apartment which I share with my best friend, Peyton. Everyday I come home to Avril Lavigne blusting through the speakers and Peyton singing along in the shower. That was her way of releasing stress. From 9 to 5 , I was this calm and collected person. But the moment I stepped foot on our apartment is when my true, cheerful side was turned on. I could never know that this side of me even existed if it wasn't for Peyton.

So, as I unlocked the door and entered our apartment, I could hear Peyton singing her heart out.
" HE WAS A SKATER BOY, SHE SAID SEE YA' LATER BOY, HE WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH FOR HER......."

I sighed and smiled to myself. As I went into her bedroom and turned off the speaker, Peyton was still singing until after a few seconds, she realised that the song wasn't playing anymore.

"Adara, Is that you ?!"

"No! Its Avril Lavigne. I was so mesmerized by your singing so I was hoping to give you a chance to sing in my next single !"

"Nice to see you too, Ada".

She came out of the bathroom with her body wrapped in a towel and her hair wrapped in another one.

"So, was your sandwich extra Smokey today or do I really think you're in a good mood ?"

"Hey! Can I not be in a good mood ?"

"Of course, you can! I'm your best friend. I always want you to be in a good mood !"

"Pey, stop before I get emotional..." I faked a frown and thupmed a hand over my heart.

"Shut up ! Now go get a shower so that we can eat dinner. I don't want the chef to be smelly while cooking !"

"Who said I was cooking !?!"

"Honey, I did." She winked.

I surrendered putting my hands in the air and went to the bathroom to take a warm shower.

It felt really good to feel the warm water running over my bare skin as they take my tiredness away with them as they fall to the floor.

After 10 minutes of a very relaxing shower, I went out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around, water dripping from my hair.

As I dressed up in my pj's, I went to the kitchen to see what she was up to. I didn't see her in the kitchen, so I went to her bedroom, to find her curling her strawberry blonde hair.

"What are you doing ?" I asked with a confused tone.

"Curling my hair. What does it look like ?"

"I can see that! But why ?"

"Oh, I totally forgot! Change of plans. I'm giving you a break from cooking duty. We're going out. Jenna called."

"Breakup ?"

"Yup. It was the quickest though."

Jenna is our other close friend. Who somehow always manages to find a temporary boyfriend and breaks up a few weeks later, out of boredom. And after every break up she would force us to go to the club to "console" her.

"Pey, I really don't fee-"

"I'm not listening to any whining. Now go get dressed. And the dress theme is not 'grandmother'. Wear something fun."

"You mean half naked ?! No, thank you."

So, I made my way to my bedroom and opened up my closet. I'm not really picky when it comes to fashion but I try my best not to make a fool of myself. Specially, when I'm going clubbing, I try to avoid sending the wrong vibe.

After five minutes, I decided to wear a pair of dark grey skinny jeans and a red sleeveless top. I kept my make up simple but painted my lips with red lipsticks as the highlight of the look. And I finished dressing up with a white jacket and black boots with a little heel and leaving my brunette hair untied.

Then I picked up my car keys, my phone and made my way to the front door where Peyton was waiting already.

"Ready to party ?!"

"Never. But let's go."

The both of us hopped in my car to go to a very packed club and a very emotional Jenna.

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