When The Rain Falls - Book 1 by N, Y. (feel good books .TXT) 📕

the hallway.

 

He wraps his arms around me, hugging me from behind.

 

''Don’t you just love the view?'' he whispers to me, I reply.

 

''Yeah I miss New York and this view.''

 

 

We both laugh and sit on the couch that I had picked out a long time ago, when my parents went shopping with me to buy our first ever couch.

 

I felt the cool dampness of the couch as we sat down and turned on the TV.

 

 

Later that day, we ate dinner which I cooked very well, then I went into the hallway and decided to pick out which room I wanted in the apartment.

 

Because i’m here living in the apartment, it’s my rules.

 

I picked out mom and dad’s room, because I always felt more comfortable sleeping there, than in my own room, when we last lived here together.

 

 

The room was big and small at the same time. I missed living here, it brought back so much memories.

 

Later that night, we got ready for bed, I put out a few sheets and blankets on the bed.

 

''It gets cold throughout the night, don’t wanna get a chill.''

 

 

Jacob looks at me in a certain way, which makes me feel secure.

 

We both hop into bed even though it’s only 9:00, we decided to go to sleep early.

 

--

 

Claire's P.O.V

 

 

I pay the cab driver.

 

I know Elle’s here and I’m gonna find her, especially in Paris because i’m her mother and I know her well.

 

I get out of the cab.

 

 

I stand and look around until I found a place to stay and settle in, as usual that last time we went to Paris me, Henry and Elle stayed in the Mansion. On top of the biggest sandy-grass hill in Paris.

 

But, of course when I got there they already had it reserved to someone else. It hurt me that I wouldn’t be able to stay there, butIi had an idea to find out who reserved it.

 

I walk up to the man at the gate entrance.

 

 

''Excuse me sir, who might have reserved this mansion?''

 

The man at the door replies in disgust. 

 

''The reservation of the Mansion is reserved under Elle Woods.''

 

I keep my calm, then reply.

 

''Thank you.''

 

 

I walked away from the gate and call a taxi cab, as I wondered about Elle's whereabouts.

 

I knew Elle was here, and she reserved the Mansion, how smart is she.

 

And to think that where she would escape to now would be puzzling, because i’m running out of money to spend on these trips. Just going on the plane from New York, to London and from there to Paris, is exhausting.

 

How much more traveling will she have to do until she quits and comes home.

 

 

After being on the phone with a couple of Elle's friends she had here in Paris, I knew where she was and i’m planning to go to New York once when i've gained up enough money.

 

But as for now, there’s no more searching. I’m gonna take a break.

 

 --

 

Elle's P.O.V

 

 

After a peaceful night of sleeping, I woke up extra early in the morning to make breakfast and start job hunting.

 

The truth is, I never had a job in my life, but the only thing I can consider work was working at Renchenni’s bakery during the summer during the 6th grade.

 

I never really saw it as a job, but as something I did when I was bored staying home all the time.

 

 

Jacob walks in from the hallway dressed appropriately, like he’s going somewhere. I talk while beating the eggs in a bowl.

 

''Good morning.'' he says with a smile.

 

I don't reply.

 

''Good morning to you too, did you make coffee?'' he asks.

 

I reply.

 

"Yes and i’m making breakfast too, so sit down and eat.''

 

 

He smiles with a giggle, then sits down at the table.

 

''So what are you all dressed up for? A meeting, a fancy restaurant, or something important?'' I ask.

 

 Jacob answers after sipping his coffee.

 

 

''Well in case you didn’t know, yesterday, when I went out to to buy ice cream for dessert after last night’s dinner I ran into someone who offered me a job at a nearby company, so guess who’s gonna become the next mogul design empire man? in 2 to 4 years.''

 

I look at him in surprise.

 

"You!"

 

I stop mixing the eggs, put the bowl down near the stove and run to hug Jacob.

 

I never knew that he could become the next top mogul designer, it was a dream come true for him. I knew it.

 

 

When we were back in London, he told me that he wanted to design for many things, including stuff for store openings.

 

I knew that had to bring money to us.

 

 

''That’s great news Jacob, I knew this dream job would come someday. And it has. Now if only mine would.'' Ipause then continue

 

''Well how about I say that I always wanted to be a writer somewhere professionally and that today I might get to go into FARELLE. The magazine company, but wait guess who’s gonna new writer for the stories…me!"

 

 

We both jump for joy, today was the first official day that we went to work.

 

"Well i guess this is it.'' I say.

 

 

We finish breakfast and hurry to clean the rooms in the apartment, then head out the door.

 

When we get out of the apartment building, I looked up at the sky.

 

I knew this was the morning, the morning that it could happen. For both of us, I always wanted to see when I'd officially became a writer.

 

Jacob and I stop out front on the sidewalk and we talk briefly.

 

 

''So Jacob, I hope you have a wonderful day at work. You are not a teen anymore, but more of a man and i’m proud to say that you're gonna do great.'' i say.

 

He smiles in return then says.

 

''You too, i wish you the best and have a wonderful day at work also.''

 

We both shake hands like we're doing business, then we both hugged then left our separate ways.

 

 

Working as a young adult is something that feels so right, like freedom ,only to know it lasts half a whole day.

 

I remembered, we were suppose to do the whole painting thing for when we got new jobs, but were just interns. So it doesn’t matter anymore, besides we're too old for that now.

 

It was just a silly thing me and my dad did.

 

 

Besides i’m an adult now, it’s time i start acting like one. 

 

 

 

I really love it here at FARELLE, the people are nice and the workers are involved, so far I've made no new friends but i will get there soon. I met a nice girl who was around my age but only a year older, she taught me so much about the company, like how much money to bring on taco tuesday and when to bud in on fashion shoots. And sitting where it’s necessary. I didn’t think working would be so hard for a adult like me, but it’s life. Of course, i miss the fact that my dad isn’t here to send me off to work for the first time, it was always our special thing. But luckily, i have Jacob by my side and being here in New York is a dream come true. Meeting my boss for the first time, was scary but i passed the interview and everything sort out great for me. I’m already loving my new job, who knew that my ElleWooders, gotta go and see ya next time - @SummerElleW_86

 

                                                              

 

After a long day of working and writing about a fashion fail story, which I might say was fun to write, I enjoyed the rest of the day and prepared to go home.

 

''Oh Elle!?''

 

I turn around to see who was calling my name, it was Marcus. The almost snotty, deal breaker, spoiler alert friend that almost anyone can't count on.

 

Rikki my new friend warned me about him.

 

 

''Sweetie I need to ask you a question, what color do people say suits you better than others?''

 

He smiles like he’ll never tell, but I knew what was going on his mind.

 

 

I was pretending to think which color people say suit's me better, I thought to myself red suits me better, but saying light blue would be such a people pleaser and am I not wrong when I say I do look good in blue.

 

I finally reply. ''Light Blue.''

 

 

He smiles in desire then says in response, ''Charming, i’ll see you tomorrow Elle. Good night.''

 

He runs off to his boss’s office to does some late work, everyone else had went out or home in less than 5 minutes.

 

It’s weird i’ve never seen a crowd of people move that fast to get out of work.

 

 

I know my boss is the best, her name is Lauren.

 

And she’s amazing. She's tasteful and she used to be the writer for FARELLE magazine a year ago.

 

 

She’s only a few years older, like Ms. Duboni from my last job. 

 

This is my first real job as a writer, I'm actually a natural at it and I get to wear almost whatever I want as long as it’s fashion appropriate.

 

 

FARELLE is a fashion magazine, so I have to dress my best to impress.

 

 

The last thing I do before I grab my coat and bag to leave, is post to my blog which I had just typed before Marcus came up to me.

 

 

I clicked and closed my laptop, put it in my bag and left my desk. Thankfully most of the people here ride taxi cabs home, because don’t they have a car at least not yet.

 

 

I only get paid $35.59 an hour, but it’s still good money for a start out.

 

Walking on the streets and sidewalks of New York is surprisingly amazing as long as you don’t get mugged, New York is the city that never sleeps but also the city with the highest crime rate.

 

Can’t be to careful these days.

 

 

Looking up at the apartment building, it gives me such a good feeling, like i’m finally home and i love it. I walk into the apartment entrance, then up the elevator till I make it to our door.

 

 

I can start calling ours, since it is me and Jacob’s apartment. No one had lived here for so long, it’s practically ours.

 

The workers, maintenance and the person who owns the building, stay in the basement and gambles with fellow friends.

 

 

It's weird how no one has ever talked to him since the last guy who owned it left, he was nice and had something great to say to everyone who enters, I miss that dude.

 

 

As I wonder thinking again, I whip out my key and unlock the door, to find Jacob inside watching TV and eating dinner. Which I had made earlier while I was on my 40 minute lunch break.

 

I went home to cook dinner real quick before I went on my way back to work. I didn’t want to come home feeling hungry and having to cook dinner.

 

 

Were on our own now and i’ve gonna do my part to keep us alive.

 

To men, women shouldn’t always be the one to provide too. But from my perspective, the women should have an equal share to providing for the both of them.

 

 

These past 2 days have been hard, but we get through it together. Me and Jacob are a team, we never give up and were always by each other's side, no matter what.

 

--

 

Waking up the next morning around the same time yesterday, exactly 7:00 AM, I have a whole hour to get ready and by the time it's 8:00, i’m out the door

 

 

It only takes 12 minutes to get to work.

 

And today, I decided to walk. Because i’ll make better timing and i’ll get there faster, to make it to the breakfast club.

 

 

It's where people go for a hot breakfast, if you can’t afford to eat early in the morning. And it's also for those who didn’t eat in the morning.

 

It’s so nice of FARELLE to think about others and their hunger.

 

 

I took a hot shower, as usual and Jacob