Princess Veg

Jeff and I sat on the plane in silence. It was better that way. After having fought for three days straight, an aerial truce was in order. I don't know what either of us had been expecting but it could have been worse. His older sister could still be alive. yea I know it's shitty, but that bitch was crazy. Anyway I'm getting ahead of myself. I think I should start from the beginning. The day I met Jeff.1

It was hate at first sight, no that is not a typo. We literally ran into each other on our way to a job interview. I need one to pay the rent and Jeff's parents threatened to disown him if he didn't attempt to pretend to earn an honest living. Let me mention that my baby is a corporate prince. Usually not my style but will get to the particulars later. So yea, we bump into each other, not only does he stand with out helping me up, the crackpot blames it on me. I was majorly pissed. Then I go in and he continues to glare at me the whole time. I mean how rude do you get? So I walk in have my interview. Next day boss tells me that I and five others have been picked. Along with four guys, I and another girl would represent Banana Republic. And guess who else was pick? Fudging Jefferson Elias Adams the third. Why the hell would you give such a dumb name three times?2

Jeff looks at me now as I laugh at this. 3

"What's so funny, babe?"4

"I'm remembering the day we met."5

"Oh, yeah at the coffee house with Dave."6

"No."7

"No? What do you mean that's when we met, at his coffee party."8

I shook my head as Jeff gives me this dumbfounded look. "remember Banana Republic?"9

"I try not to. Oh, c'mon you can't count that. We hated each other then and I didn't even know you!"10

"But it makes for a good story. Hate turned to love, right? Who would bet that we of all people would end up together?"11

"I would."12

"Liar. Why can't you just admit that we're the worst couple since...just since!"13

Jeff's gray eyes searched mine for a moment. I quickly looked away but the damage was done. Out of the corner of my eye i could see him fitting the pieces together. I hate it when he does that! Sometimes i feel like I can't hide anything from him.14

Jeff leaned on to me and rubbed my arm softly. He planted a kiss against my collar and whispered into my ear. "You're nervous, aren't you?"15

"Do I look nervous?"16

"Really nervous. Maybe this trip was a bad idea. We could wait, till after the wedding. Things'll have calmed down by-"17

"Hell no. I'm not that intimidated. Besides Charlotte, God rest her demented soul, was the only one who openly hated me, the rest of your family calls me a gold digger behind my back and under their breath." I pushed him off of me and furrowed my brow and began to recall the last encounter with the Adams family.18

Like Jeff had said, our mutual friend had fixed us up. At first I wanted nothing to with Jeff. He was a stuck up Richie who seemed to feel like he was better than everybody. Then he told me that I was a stuck up artsy who felt she was holier than any one involved with incs and Cos. I agreed. Then he kissed me. Not very romantic. Of course there was more than that little monologue we argued for several minutes. Actually I told him to kiss my ass and he lips got lost on the way. That day we left. Together. I'll never forget how wrong I had been. For once in my life i could see that both sides had their goods and bads. And Jefferson Elias Adams was very good.19

Sure i was flexible. I could deal with our differences, but how would his family react to our engagement? Especially after the whole Charlotte thing? Only one way to find out. I looked up and noticed that our lights over head were on, along with the green seat belt light. Apparently, I'd find out sooner than later.