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I found myself falling helplessly involved with Mr. Nich, his drawing all over my place, I make sure I sleep with one close to my bed side. At this point, I can't tell how I'm feeling but this is love, it's hurtful when the one you love can't look at your side and I don't want to do anything to jeopardize his kindness towards me. 
Coming to work is me coming with the expectation of seeing my secret lover, sometimes I turn sad because he skipped the day, maybe he had a meeting or something else that took his time. It's crazy how I have done unimaginable things, I feel so sorry for myself right now because loving is tormenting, I smile always with his picture on my mind, I literally talk to myself like I'm discussing with him. I try my best to be in control of the character whenever I'm with my roommate or at work place. It's been 2 days, Mr. Nich hasn't showed up in the coffee shop and this really made me sad. I waited all day thinking he would come but he didn't, I wished I could call but I have to follow the rules " you are permitted to call when a customer stays 5 days without visiting".
I was hoping he would come before the 5 days because I have really missed seeing his face. I browsed his Facebook over and over to checked if I would get a message from him but no avail. My roommate has suddenly become my friend, she always communicate about things in the house before doing them unlike behavior, always laughing and trying to start up a discussion. Success attracts people to you and that's absolutely the truth. We became cool, life in the house was now lively and happy, no one likes boredom unless there is a cause. It's surprising how she offered to be making my hair, this is someone I always beg yet he would decline. I also made a decision of always going to her coffee shop to wait for her after dismissal, most times we close earlier.
My Facebook page was so lively, I kept on dropping contents, I could see my money already accumulating, this is something I always wished for and it came with ease.
Life in the coffee shop is no longer nice for me, I missed him already, tomorrow will be the 5th day and I can't wait to call. I stood in my office post waiting to receive customers while I think about Mr. Nich.
After the Facebook issue, Jessica has seem to be so weak that I really pity her, always looking sad and moody but I can't get close to my enemy. Something keeps confusing me, I saw Karl and Jessica whispering what I can't explain, when they saw me they immediately changed it into an argument, I pretended like I bought their idea but what's going on?
I was so lost in thought that I didn't notice anyone entered, though I was staring at the entrance. 
"Clara, Mr. Nich is here," Karl voice brought me back.
I jerked off, not knowing what to say.
"What were you thinking," he asked.
"Nothing," I replied him.
I was so happy, that it showed on my face. I went to his table to take his orders, seeing him made me so happy and strong again.
"Good morning Sir," how have you been," I asked while smiling.
"Fine, but you didn't care to check up on me," he replied.
'Wait, was he truly expecting that,' I asked myself.
"I'm really sorry, we are permitted to call if it's 5 days," I defended.
"So I'm just a customer," he asked while staring at me. I couldn't find the words to use, he was getting me so confused. 
"I'm sorry, I won't do that next time," I promised immediately. I went to bring his orders, while he watched me walk out. I came back to place his coffee and he asked, "Clara do you want to model?"
I'm never a fan of modelling, though many people have given me the offer which I turned down, I can't even tell why I don't like it, "No sir," I replied him, "but I can be your artist if you permit me to."
"You can draw?" he asked looking astonish.
"Yes sir, I have many pictures of you at home."
"My drawing?" he asked.
Oh my God, what did I just say, he looked at me like he needed to hear more of it but I was already shy, "I'm sorry Sir, I meant emmmmm..."
"It's ok," he cut me off, so I wouldn't continue with the emergent stuttering. "I can draw you right now if you wish I told him."
"Go call your boss," he asked.
I went to my boss office, she was seated comfortably but on a call, when she saw me she ended.
"What can I do for you young lady?" she asked.
I told him Mr. Nich needs her presence, she kept on asking what I have done which I kept saying nothing, she was ready to go and apologize with any wrong. She followed me to his seat and they started the discussion while I left. 
I can't tell what they discussed, but my boss asked me to go meet with Mr. Nich.
"Hey Clara, you can draw me now," he said.
Ohhh, he took permission from my boss so I can do that. I excused myself to get a pen and a plain sheet. The drawing didn't take much of my time, I presented it to him and he looked so Wow! I could see him blushing, but why.
"Thank you for this great drawing," he complimented me.
"Come and hug me," he said. I felt like I didn't hear him correctly, he stood up and hugged me tightly, "thank you so much Clara," he kept on appreciating.
But what is special about the drawing? I asked myself.
"Please, would you permit me to give you a contract?" he asked.
Without thinking about it, I accepted immediately.
"Thank you," he replied.
After everything, he left ensuring that he would call me . My boss brought me into the office to ask about my relationship with Mr. Nich which I told her, it's just a business relationship but I knew she didn't believe at all.
Immediately we close from work, I rushed home without remembering my roommate.
When I got to the house, I recalled she was with the key and I forgot mine inside the other bag I went to shop with, I didn't remember to carry it because I left the house before her, this was a bad feeling, ...beautiful nonsense!
 I sat down at the entrance waiting for her arrival, I guess she went looking for me, but my colleagues would inform her that I had left already.
I sat down in front of our house, after some minutes of waiting, I heard her voice from afar. I stood to my feet to go get the key from her, I was becoming impatient.
She was a bit upset that I didn't wait for her but I lied, giving her a lame excuse. I opened the door and rushed to get my phone but unfortunately my battery was dead, I felt like crying, I sat down feeling weak, I was already saying some prayer for the power to be restored.
Most times, I envy people who always have power supply, houses are very cheap in our area, I guess that's the reason for no good road or steady power supply.
I was still saying my prayers and the light got restored. I plugged my phone and still praying for the light to stay for a long time at least for today. My friend came in, she noticed how happy I was.
"Clara what's the matter, like you so happy today?" she asked.
I smiled without giving her an answer, she kept on forcing me to let the cat out of the back, but I didn't, I just told her I got a contract of drawing.
The light was able to power my phone, before it went off. I switched on my phone to see if I got any message from Mr. Nich but I got none, I was already sad and felt like chatting him first.
Text or call? I kept singing to myself.
I dialed his number, it was connecting but no one was picking.
'Should I continue? What if he gets angry? What if he withdraws the contract?'
At this point I wasn't ready to loose him or the contract. I texted him to remind him of ?the contract, it's funny because he should be the one to, but I needed it more.
Not long after I sent the message, my phone rang, I rushed to the phone and luckily it was the expected one. I tried to comport myself so as to avoid any form of informality.
I picked-up the call.
"Hello sir," I greeted 
He returned the greeting, we exchanged pleasantries, we had a long discussion and we ended up choosing Thursday as the day.
Thursday is my off day and he decided to create time too, so it won't affect my work. I thanked him for finding me worthy for the job. We were about ending the call, then I heard a voice from the background, it sounded like a lady's voice, but the voice doesn't sound happy. He immediately ended the call, I didn't know if I was sure of what I heard.
I was so happy with the contract, he was going to pay me handsomely, I was already planning how I would spend the money and also seeing him again but this time, outside the work place. The feeling was overwhelming, I went to cupboard, brought out my drawing tools and cleaned them up, I can't wait for Thursday so I will meet with him.
At night, I kept on tossing from one end of my bed to the other, impatiently wanting it to be morning already, so it would only remain just tomorrow to the D day. 
I stood up from my bed and went to my box, so I can choose the best dress ahead of time. 
'Clara you aren't going for a date,' my mind said but I ignored.
It's already morning, I was so happy, first morning waking up without complaining on how hectic the working in the coffee shop is. I dressed in my beautiful straight gown looking very bright as always and left.
My roommate and I got to our location and everyone part to their various shops.
I said my little prayer and went to resume my work for the day.
I waited for so long but Mr. Nick didn't come to our coffee shop today, 'hope he is ok', I asked myself.
I felt a little disappointed because seeing his face makes me happy and bright, but it's fine, I will definitely see him tomorrow, Thursday (being the d day of my contract work).