First Day

Riley POV

To say I was nervous walking along the immaculate sidewalks of Seattle headed straight to a twenty two story building, where my new job would be, was an understatement. I wore my black power suit, red cami paired with my red silhouettes for an extra confidence boost but I don't think it was helping much.

Not only was everything all new; from the town, to the people, to my job, but I had this stupid anxiety knocking in my chest.

This morning I second guessed even wearing a skirt to work because of all the bullshit with Darell. I brushed it off and wore the suit anyways, but in the back of my mind I thought maybe I was over doing it.

I shouldn't feel uncomfortable and never had before. Even Becky's voice saying "you always wear those tight outfits..." rang through my head.

My clothes weren't tight, my skirt wasn't short, and my cami didn't show any cleavage. What I wore was appropriate, but also fabulous.

I pitched my head up a little higher and walked through the front door