Snippet #1783780

Adri turned around hearing some ask what she was doing here. She turned around noticing that the guy next to her was the one who had spoken. He seemed pretty good looking from what she could tell but she knew his type, internally she rolled her eyes, 'He's gonna be just like the rest stupid and trying just get in my pants with silly pickup lines. Adri decided to be nice, a little.

"I am here waiting for my co-workers, they are supposed to be meeting me here and what did you mean a girl like me? What kind of girl am I?" She asked wittily with a raised eyebrow trying to catch him off guard. They always fumble after this, they completely expect me to go for the first line. she thought to herself.

Adri was always dealing with guys like this, her friends thought it was something to be jealous about. She just hated the fact that guys thought she was an easy lay because of how she looked. All she wanted was a guy who was actually interested in more then the way she looked or the money she had, even the clothes she wore. Her mother was always sending men with all of those qualities her way, and she would grin and bear it through conversations and set up dates although she couldn't stand it.

She just wanted a guy who was interested in the her Adri as a whole, looks, personality and intelligence included but here in New York she had yet to find one yet. And this guy will be the same..Its a shame he's actually attractive