Monica went to work spoke to Tony as she entered. Shared with him what she had read and what chapters had changed her view. Still unsure of what all these things mean to her, Tony simple shares for her to not rush it and to continue reading. He is no expert so tell her to seek a place out that she feels called to. Monica agrees to this and heads to her office. Before looking for a place that calls to her, which she is unsure of what that could possible mean, she does the research she promised to do for Mike.

“What is with this thing?” Monica is clicking all over her computer for the website she uses for simpler researching of fundraisers and it does nothing.

“Bad time?” Monica turns to see Mike standing at her office door.

“Oh no, sorry just trying to actually look up the information I said I would do for you.”

“Ahh, well thank you so much. I did some of my own.”

“Awesome. I honestly meant to do this for you yesterday but life gave me a slap in the face so I had to put it off.”

“Alright. In a good way.”

“You know I think so.”

“Well that’s always good.” Mike unsure of what to continue on saying goes and hands the folder he’s brought with all the research he has done.

“Oh right, getting straight to business. Listen not sure what your expecting to do or anything-”

“I have everything laid out there with my ideas. Read it over and give me a call.” Mike just turns and head to the elevator. Monica is unsure how to think of this. Should she follow him or, she’s up and heading to him.

She catches him at the elevator, “that’s it?”

“Excuse me?”

“Your just going to walk all the way to my office, hand me this, and then be done?”

“Monica I know your business didn’t mean it in a rude way. Honestly.” Mike looks serious at Monica and questions lingering on his face of wondering why she’s so hurt by what just happened.

“I’m sorry. I guess I am just, I, there is just a lot of my mind. I will read this over and give it back to you.”

“Thanks.” The elevator opens and Mike steps on in. Gives an awkward wave and the door shuts.

“And that lady and gentlemen is how you make a complete and total ass of yourself.” Monica phone goes off with a text from Andrew, done for party tonight at Shay’s? Shay is friends with Mike, Monica just made an ass out of herself to him. Probably not. I’ll be there.

I was looking for an answer to this guy while at the party but so over talking about him right now. At the event I was at there was no Mike or Shay, but there was the funny boy who to you has no name and you have not meet yet. This would be Jay. Best smile let me tell you. Great heart. Now before telling you everything let’s get into how we’ve meet. I was at an event now made some friends. Not the need to cling to my siblings for support. While talking to a new found friend the funny boy comes up says hi to his friend and then just walks past. First off rude. Now going out of first person. I will let the narrator tell the story of my life so I will stop butting in.

“Did that just happen?”

“Yep.” Ruth just nods bringing her glass to her lips.

“I don’t understand these boys. I went where people had money and thought you should know them already because of who their father way and knew generally what their bank account would have. These guys need to introduce themselves. They are not brought up at gatherings or making headline news.”

“Monica calm down. Damn is that Shay kid still bothering you?”

“Ruth, please. I could walk over that guy wearing six inch stilettos. That guy was straight up rude. Who comes into a group says hi and has a conversation. I then go to introduce myself. Which I am a lady, he should be saying hello to me. Then he walks off. Seriously?” Monica takes a sip of her glass, looks at the door and sees Andrew walking in. “Oh thank God.” Ruth looks up in surprise. “Andrew’s here I’ll be back.” Monica walks up to him. “Finally a sane person to talk to!” Monica throws her arms up to give Andrew a big hug.

“Always my dear. How are you?” Giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“Fantastic. How about you my dear boy.”

“I’m doing well. Feel like I should be on the hunt for a wife whenever I enter this room. Weird feeling.”

“Trust me I hear ya.” Monica brings her glass to her lips and looks around. “At least you can openly talk to the guys and make friends without them thinking you want to marry them. The girls here bore me.”

“I’m sorry your left talking to the boys. I will introduce you to some guys.”

Monica smiles knowing she’s won. “Well Andrew let this night begin.” They link arms and walk into the party.

Well here goes another event. Goodness Shay is not here. I don’t get that kid. I want to get to know him though. Something about him just says to jump him. I know comes off dirty but not in a dirty way. Like he’s a legit dude and need to make him notice me. But seriously I am oh so noticable I don’t need to make a point of this. Right?

Intro

Everyone wants to find that nice guy. You know why nice guys finish last, cause we want other things in our life to experience and the nice guys just aren’t at that level. The bad ass will have us do things we wouldn’t and or shouldn’t. The slaker will do just the right things too late but he put these things together to make us feel great. Sure there are other types of guys but those generalize many guy groups. Well this is me. Kelly. I am the one seeing the great nice guy. I should be totally into this but there is truly no mystery, everything is laid out on the table, and frankly I was bored before the night even began. Well I should not say that I was remember our first date and was actually wondering how did I get in this situation to be on a second date. If it was with a stranger or some guy I randomly meet who I would not be guaranteed to see again then I would not be here. But here I stand, jeans, a sweater, and sneakers waiting to be picked up. That’s right. I didn’t even dress up.

Now when I girl doesn’t even try and it’s not months of dating, it should say something. Well I was saying something. But him being a nice guy still does the right thing of coming to my door, greeting my family, leaves when my Dad says to go, and he opens his car door for me. Now that is how you treat a lady. I was impressed. But then the art of conversation must come into play. Well before I ruin the whole story for you take a look at this situation.

“So tonight I will be doing many things that I have never done before.” He says off handily to not make the situation completely awkward with the fact the car is looked and he forgot he has to put his key in the door to get it open. But it is still so sweet. He is so nervous about taking me out again and he wants to do all the right gestures.

“Oh really? This being one of them.”

“Yep.” I then get in the passenger seat and wait while he roads the car to get in the driver seat. I am smiling though because no boy has ever opened a car door for me to get into besides valey, brother, or father.

I hope you get the idea I was so excited for being treated like a girl and for these new things in my life. But seriously I am effed in the head. Why these guy would want to take me out was way beyond me. But this is me Kelly. There was a little intro to my present day life. But yeah, Get used to this rambling ‘cause it’ll only get worse.