The obvious option wasn’t an option, considering how my willpower had done so far.In the morning I started looking for a place, and luckily found on... pretty quickly, on the top floor of a converted house, with a landlord who’d been holding out trying to avoid letting to students. It was basically an attic, and we (the illegal schoolgirls and I, of course) would have to climb up an exposed fire escape to the door, but it was in an area full of student lets for the university, and I reckoned we’d. He had been pacing around the office like a caged wolf, pausing at the apex of each circuit to check his appearance in the mirror at the end of the room. While his hand-tailored suit spoke of refined tastes and high quality, the scars on the hand that straightened the tie and smoothed the hair told of a more violent past, one that was only lightly wrapped in Armani silk and Savile Row culture.She shivered as he looked at the wall clock over her head and tugged at his gold and diamond cufflinks. Sometimes I take the straight lines and trace a large rectangle on the way back to my office. Other times I cut through the middle and zig-zag my way. Today I decided to zigzag. I reach my office. The yellow cart is closer now. Soon. I’m speaking to Andrew, our manager, on the phone about an order. He’s young and I’ve always thought that he was attractive. He has black hair, bright blue eyes, and a gorgeous smile. He is tall – about 5’9′ – which makes my knees melt. Unfortunately he’s married,. I watched in the mirror as she carefully rolled my hair on to tiny rollers until my head was covered. Then she soaked each roller with a smelly chemical and left it on for a set length of time and moved on to my fingernails. Expressing her distaste for the false nails Cath had put on me she had my right hand tipped in five long red acrylic nails before she put something else on to my hair. I moved my hand around amazed at how it looked with my new nails. I could tell they were a good bit longer.