Kelly
“Where is my coffee” the loud vulgar voice coming from inside was my
manager. Shit, how could I forget her coffee? Oh yeah, now I remember I am hung
over and was already running late. “Roxanne, I am so sorry I completely forgot, let
me run down to the nearest Starbucks.”
“ Yes you are going to need to do that.” She’s got it out for me and it’s only my
third week of work. I heard a voice from the back calmly say, “ I got it Tory you stay
here and tidy up the clothes.” Thank god someone is trying to help me.
“Thank you, I am Tory you are Kelly right? You go to Libertyville high school?”
“Yes I did, but hey don’t worry about Roxanne she can be a real bitch sometimes
without even knowing it… actually what am I saying she knows it.”
Cleaning the whole basement…. GREAT. The basement was filled with clothes
up to the ceiling. Jewelry covered the ground. The dust bunnies down there were the
size of my cat. We started cleaning and talking about boys and what not. She looked
at me and said, “You are beautiful. Fuck boys.” From that point that was a motto I
had to live by. We lifted this metal piping to take out to the dumpster that was a
decent distance away. I am hung over about to throw up and I am carrying this
eighty-pound pipe. We made our way up this rickety staircase that made you feel
like you were about to break through every step you took. “Don’t hit my walls.”
Roxanne rudely muttered from the top of the stairs. I wanted to hit her at this point.
Once we got outside we had another trek to make. “Kel, I am going to drop this steel
pipe we have to stop.” “NO! Keep going we are so…” Boom I fell to the ground I got
up and looked at Kelly saying, “I am so sorry did I hurt you? Are you ok?” She looked
over to me and busted into tears laughing.
* * *
Winter rolled in and it was time for our work formal Christmas party. I called
Kelly immediately to complain about how much we didn’t want to be at this party.
“Kelly, we have that huge Christmas party at Nick’s tonight and we have to hang out
with Roxanne all night and hear her constant complaining.” I said pissed off.
“ I know, if we hurry up we can make it in time to the party. We will just need to
speed up the process a bit.” We continued chatting about what to wear and decided
that we would drive over to the shop together to meet Roxanne for dinner. I picked
Kelly up and she came out in this beautiful red dress that was covered with a black
shawl that perfectly went over her arms. She wore these amazing black shoes that I
would most likely steal later. Her blonde, long hair curled slightly, with her make up
simple. We showed up and less than ten minutes later and Roxanne was infuriated.
After we get lectured on the importance of being on time, we all piled into Roxanne’s
2011 black Range Rover with beige interior that she constantly bragged about.
“Tory those shoes look a little tall for you…” Roxanne said rudely.
“Yes, they are but I thought it would be nice for the occasion.” I said trying to
be polite as possible. Kelly stepped in “Honestly Tory, I’ve never seen cuter shoes on
you. If you fall on your face at least you will look good doing it.” Then we proceeded
to high five each other secretly from the back seat. We got to Gibson’s steak house
and were instructed to each take a bag with our name on it into the restaurant. We
