Chapter Nine

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"Sex with me, so amazing
All this all work, no vacation
Stay up off my Instagram, pure temptation
Hit a switch on a fake nigga, like a station
Sex with me, so amazing
Sex with me, so amazing." Mila sang as she drove down the road.

Today was the day she got to finally meet Ms. Parks and one of her co workers for the first time. To say she was excited was an understatement. Mila was completely estatic.

Since receiving her first call from Ms. Parks a week and a half ago, Mila had spoke to her on the phone twice. The conversations were both very professional. Mila had the job in the bag and it paid twice as much as what she was making at In Color.

Though she was getting a better job with better pay, Mila would always miss slaving from nine to five at In Color. The dog days might be over but it will never be over in her heart.

Mila just hoped that she could make friends with all her new colleagues and that there would be no drama between anybody.

She only ever talked to Malcolm at In Color because of the fact that the other workers were very backstabbing and catty. They'd throw you under the bus in a millisecond if it meant that they would get promoted or to write the latest issue's highlight piece.

"Sex with me, so amazing. This song is so contagious. I don't know all the lyrics so i'm gone fake it. Sex with me, so amazing." Mila continued to sing.

It took her another 20 minutes to reach her destination. It was a café called Lamill Coffee. A place Mila had never been before.

Parking her car in the parking lot, Mila sat inside the car and groomed herself to make sure she was looking her absolutley best. Ms. Parks had told her to dress causually and thats what she did.

She wore a nice black blouse with a pair of dark blue jeans and some black low heels. Last night, she had finally crinkled her hair like she has wanted to for weeks.

Hopping out the car, she made her way into the building and instantly spotted Ms. Parks sitting at a table in a corner by the window. The 42 year old caramel colored black woman was accompanied with a latina female who wore her long beautiful brown hair down.

Her and Ms. Parks were both dressed casually as well. Ms. Parks had on a simple flower pattterned dress with some white wedges to go with while the latina woman wore a red cardigan over a black jumpsuit with some matching red heels. Both women looked great.

"Ms. Parks it is such a pleasure to finally meet you. I am so honored to be here." Stated Mila as she shooked hands with the woman then took a seat in the chair beside her.

"The pleasure is all mine Mila and please call me Cassandra."

Mila nodded her head at Cassandra then turned the attention towards the woman in front of her. Now that Mila was closer to her, she could see that the woman had to be mixed.

Mila let a smile grace her face and stretched her hand out to her.

"Good afternoon, my name is Mila Hartfelt. I'm looking forward to working with you." She greeted.

The woman returned Mila's smile and shook her hand.

"My name is Valerie Ortega but you can just call me Val. I have to say it is such a pleasure to meet you. I've heard a lot of things about you." Val replied and Mila couldn't help but to wonder what she meant by that.

Val seemed to have noticed Mila's change in demeanor and quickly back tracked on her previous statement.

"I mean, I have heard such great things about your work ethic and your writing. Not about you know, your personal life."

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