The CEO's Shy Girl (Editing)

#MyThirdJob

"Girl, what you got in the bag?" Tiffany said trying to snatch the bag from my hand but I jerked it backwards so she couldn't reach it.

That was the first thing she asked me when I went walked into the station. No "hello", no "wow I like your new mascara". Just plain and simple: What's in my bag. Oh by the way Tiffany is like a behind the scenes person at the radio station. She helps with the technology. We hit it off the first day I started working here like two years ago.

"Come on, let me see what's inside" she whined and tried to snatch it again.

"No, cuz if I do, you're gonna ask for some and I ain't sharing today" I said as I slapped her hand.

"Bitch give me the bag!" she yelled as she jumped on me roughly and tackled me to the ground. She grabbed the bag that I was holding onto for dear life and looked inside.

"Really girl? You get French fries and a bacon cheese burger and you didn't think to give me anything? The least you could do was get me a chocolate shake." She said dramatically.

"Do you have chocolate shake money?" I said playfully and snatched my food from her.

"I would've payed you back...in a couple of years" she muttered the last part.

"And that's why I didn't get you anything. Besides you got a man to cook for you at your house. He is a gourmet chef for Christ sake!" I exclaimed.

"Yea but he never wanna cook nothing simple. Every five minutes it's some douchey shit that I don't even know how to pronounce." She said exasperated.

"Girl, you crazy. You don't need to know how to pronounce things. You just have to make sure it taste's good" I said as playfully slapped her on the arm.

"Tru. So how was today at that hell hole?" she said with a smirk.

"Eh the same I guess. He yells in my face. I almost spilled coffee on him and then he got so mad he threw it on me." I said causally.

"Why don't you ever throw the coffee on him? You always have burns because he orders it so damn hot" she said aggravated. Tiffany doesn't like Mr. Shaw as you can tell. She doesn't like that I put up for all his crap, but as I keep telling her it will pay off in the long run.

"You know very well that I can't do that. He would hate me even more than he already does." I said.

"Well just make me this promise. Make sure at the end of this year when you stop working for him, that you throw some hot ass coffee right in his face and kick him where the sun don't shine" she said.

"I wouldn't have done it any other way girl. Hey, when does the segment start?" I said giggling.

"Oh in like 5 minutes," she said shrugging her arms.

"Lady! You made me talk to you while I could have been eating my dinner. I didn't even have lunch. I don't need my stomach talking while I'm broadcasting" I said dramatically.

"It's your fault. You're the one who didn't show me what was inside your damn McDonald's bag" she said with a smirk.

"Well I'm pretty sure you could have made an educated guess that I had McDonalds in it" I said snorting a little bit.

"I needed the details girl. I ain't no general Bitch. I need content, and descriptions. That's why my man loves it when I whisper in his ear after a long day of work." She said the last part a little seductively.

"Omg woman! TMI" I said as I put my hands lightly on my ears so I didn't have to listen anymore.

"Jeanette! Hurry up and get in your seat. We're going live in less then 2 minutes" West shouted across the room. West was my Co-host on the show. We are great friends but Tiffany keeps telling me he has a little crush on me. I shrug her crazy assumptions off because I know it's not true. He has a girlfriend for Pete's sake.