Optimistic

Maybe things aren't so bad after all. I think life might finally be looking up for me.

I know I think this a lot, but that is how I feel.

And after three months, I can safely say that Nicholas and I were in a relationship. His friends were more like family to both of us. I adored them and I think they feel the same way.

I held onto Nick's hand as we walked through the park, eating ice cream cones.

"So, how would you feel about working for me?" I asked.

Nick let go of my hand, "like as a slave or you as my boss?"

I let out a laugh, leave it up to Nick to say such a thing.

"I could use an architect, and you are the only person I know and trust. You see, I have this crazy idea in my head. I saw this land space and just thought. Why not build on that piece of land? Maybe turn it into a gated community, I have asked, and the governor gave me the go ahead if I can acquire it. I just need a time." I brought forward.

"And the first person who you thought of was me?" Nick considered, sucking o