Refuel

Chapter 6

Chapter 14: Arianna

Essence was driving the car, and I snapped my fingers to the beat of old school Janet

Jackson’s Doesn’t Really Matter playing. We decided to go out to dinner and celebrate her

promotion at work. After she got her master’s degree, she applied to all the major companies in

California for tech, and she was able to get a position as a lead tech designer for Temper, an app

for parents with kids.

“This is my song,” I said, swaying my hips in my seat.

“Get it, boo,” Essence replied.

“You want to go to the club afterwards? I can see if Ree is free.”

“I’m down.”

“Okay, I’ll text her when we get to the restaurant.”

“Perfect, and we have arrived. Are you ready for the charity event?” Essence asked.

“Yep, I have a walk-through tomorrow with the designer,” I said, getting out of the car

where I stood waiting for Essence as she gave the keys to the valet. I decided to treat her to a

fancy dinner at Giorgio’s, a popular Italian restaurant. Frequented by celebrities, the only

problem was that paparazzi hung around a lot. The maître d held the door open as we stepped in,

giggling at her dancing in happiness about her new position.

“I’m really proud of you, Essence. You’ve wanted this for a long time,” I said.

“Thanks, boo. You’re doing amazing with coming in second place and then doing this

huge event.”

“Hello, welcome to Giorgio’s. How many are in your party?”

“Two,” I said.