Not at first, but...

Sitting calmly in the car, the door shots as you aqwerdly reach for it. Quickly yanking your hand back like you would with a angry cat. Without any warning or other greetings and plesantries, the car sets off. Quickly tugging your belt across, you take in the car. It appears to be a standard high end car that's a few years old, but still expensive given your own financial situation.

Your hopes of that changing are dashed slightly when you notice the car pulling up to another house. This one a lot more well done up and wealthy compared to yours. Your heart becomes even heavier as a lady dressed in a dark Navy blue suit on high stiletto heels strides towards the car. The driver winds down the window yet again "miss garden? " He asks sounding a great deal more enthusiastic then he did picking you up. The door swings open next to you and she enters.

Instantly doing up her belt, you sence a smug look on your neck and judgemental eyes peering into the depth of your soul. With a light giggle, this sensation dissapers and is replaced by a sence of warmth and friendship. "Samantha garden. You are? "

She offers a friendly handshake. Now up close with her, you see a lot of detail. Her face is chizzled and smooth with gem like blue eyes and dainty pink lips that belong on a princess. Her hair a neat wave of wired natural blue and oily black. Her form is slender, but balloons out just the right way at the chest and rump. Her skin is just coloured enough to be called a light tan. Her nails painted a darker blue to her suit, with white lines cutting through to form pretty patterns and webs.

"Nikki smi-" Reaching for the handshake, her perfect nails dig into your wrists and causes you to yelp softly. She drags your hand towards her, painfully stretching your body over the center chair. "Listen here 'nikki' you punk ass shit. I'm gonna get the best of the available jobs and you are gonna let me. " Somehow even your name acts as a deep cut of a insult "if you don't, I'll make sure your either unhierd, or get the lowest pay possible. Understand? " Nodding in fear, your arm snaps back to you like elastic when she finally let's go. You cradle it gently and remain silent for the rest of the journey. Seems you may not get the best job possible after all