Farrah can feel her excitement through the phone. "Katrina, what happened? Why are you so happy? You seem so very happy today."Katrina can"t wait to share her joy with her best friend and squeals, "I got recognized and promoted at work!"
"Wow! That"s wonderful, Katrina!" Farrah gushes, "Why were you recognized? What happened?" Katrina has always been dedicated to her work. She must have done something great for her to get promoted like this!
"I can"t explain right now, I"ll tell you tonight. I"ll send you the address after I"ve made a reservation!"
"Alright, then! I"ll wait until tonight! Even I"m dying to know the truth I still need to control myself and wait for your revelation,"
After hanging up the phone, Farrah lights up with a smile. Since they were childhood friends, they have always shared their achievements with each other.
Katrina and I will be best friends forever. Even though we have a rough life, having each other"s support makes everything easier. As long as we have each other, our future will only get better and better.
Even though we are orphans, it doesn"t mean anything. Where we start doesn"t dictate where we end up at all.
In the evening, Katrina arrives at the restaurant early.
While she waits for Farrah, a waiter comes up to her table with the menu. She looks up and smiles. "Sorry I"m waiting for my friend. I"ll order later, but I"ll have a gla.s.s of orange juice for now. Thank you."
"Okay." He comes back after a while with the orange juice.
After twenty minutes, Farrah still hasn"t arrived. The orange juice is half-empty, and Katrina starts to get a little worried. Should I call her? She thinks, getting her cell phone from her bag.
No, she might be on the way—no need to make her worry. I might just cause an accident if I call… If she doesn"t get here in ten minutes, I"ll call. I can wait a little longer.
As Katrina places her phone on the table, she hears a familiar voice.
"How sad! What, no friends to eat with now that Marcellus has left you? Why don"t I keep you company for a while?"
Katrina looks up to see Sophie strutting towards her on high heels, a scornful look on her face. Her best friend Cindy is sitting at a nearby table filled with a pile of half-eaten dishes.
Why do I always b.u.mp into Sophie? She thinks of resignation. Since I broke up with Marcellus, she"s been out of control. And she was trying to drag me down. This stupid woman makes me feel disgusted.
Sophie sneers, feeling immense satisfaction whenever she taunts Katrina about Marcellus. I had to endure this stupid b.i.t.c.h in silence, but she"s not under his protection anymore!
Katrina scowls as she picks up her gla.s.s and takes a sip. I"m not letting her spoil my mood. "Thank you for the kind offer, but you don"t have to. I"m waiting for my friend."
But Sophie has no intention of leaving quietly. She must be waiting for Farrah, and she"s the only friend this wretched b.i.t.c.h has!
A slow smile creeps up her face.
"As the poor orphan my family took in, you"ve always picked off my leftovers since childhood. Look, we have a lot of leftovers! It"s such a pity to waste good food…" she lets out a put-upon sighed. "Don"t worry, and I"ll have the waiter bring them to you! Then you won"t need to order anymore!"
Keeping her eyes on Katrina, Sophie calls, "Waiter!"
Katrina flushes in disgust and shame. She makes me sound like the family dog! Why does she always have to be so needlessly cruel? I know she never liked me, but this is too much!
A waiter comes over and asks, "What can I do for you, Miss?"
Sophie points to their table and says, "Pack up all the dishes on our table..."
Katrina interjects, "The lady wants you to pack all her leftovers. Leave nothing out, even the ginger slices and leftover bones. She wants to take them home and make some soup."
The waiter is stunned into silence, looking at Sophie in disgust. Who would"ve thought that such a fas.h.i.+onable and wealthy-looking lady would be so stingy with leftovers! You really can"t judge a book by its cover…
Before Sophie can retort, Katrina takes out some change from her bag and hands it to the waiter. "This is for the takeout containers."
"Yes, Miss!" He accepts the money and makes his way to Sophie"s table, looking at Sophie in disapproval. She can afford designer bags and clothes, but she can"t even pay to take out her own food?
Sophie immediately notices the change in the waiter. Although she knows he misunderstood her, she already lost the opportunity to defend herself.
Cindy had been watching Sophie from their table when the waiter came over to pack the leftovers in takeout containers.
She blinks in surprise. Wealthy girls like Sophie never take leftovers home because it"s damaging to one"s reputation. She"s never taken leftovers home before, what happened?
Turning back to Sophie, she notices that her friend"s face is red in a fury. She stands up and walks over, asking in worry, "Sophie, did you check out already? What"s wrong?"
Sophie doesn"t reply and stomps out in rage.
"Hey, Sophie!" Cindy shouts from behind her.
Sophie yells back, "You must be so ashamed! Leave!"
Oblivious to what happened, Cindy balks at the response. Why is she yelling at me? I only asked her what"s wrong!
Nearby customers raise their heads at the outburst, making Cindy flush in embarra.s.sment. She glares at Sophie but hurries to school her face into worry before she runs after her. "Hey, slow down! Wait for me, Sophie!"
As a police officer, Katrina is naturally observant. A chill runs down her spine when she sees the resentment in Cindy"s glare. What the h.e.l.l? Aren"t they best friends? It"s like she wanted to kill her!
With friends like that, who needs enemies? The thought makes her shudder. I guess they"re not as close as they seem to be. She"s definitely not Sophie"s friend.