"freya there's someone on the door for you," Samantha announced. Her best friend wobbled out of the kitchen ignoring her friends who looked amused.

"are you miss stones?" a man in a black suit asked.

"yes and you are...."

"Liam Wyatt, the director of the famous....."

"how may I help you?" freya asked.

"you have been hired as the make up stylist and designer for my....." She did not let him complete what he was saying. Her face was lit up with a smile and then she squealed.

"when am I starting my job?" she asked happily.

"on Monday I'll send the chauffeur to pick you up," Liam said in his professional voice.

"thank you sir," freya said as Liam walked back to his sleek, black Mercedes.

jumping up and down she got into the house. "so who is that hank outside?" Samantha asked.

"that's my new boss," freya answered.

"he's really handsome you should get to know him better and get to bang him too," Samantha shamelessly said.

"I need a job not someone to bang with." freya angrily said.

"you have been chaste for the last six years get a life," Samantha announced.

"am fine and am not sexually frustrated or something sometimes I wonder why we are friends?" freya said.

"darling , you love me, trust me and we've been through a lot together that's why we're friends," Samantha answered.

Freya did really love and trust her friend. Even after her life came crumbling down six years ago she was there for her. Their 10 years friendship had gone through a trying time but Samantha still held on.

breaking from her trail of thoughts she hugged her best friend.

"hey, am getting de-oxygenated here," Samantha wheezed.

"Am sorry," freya apologised.

"you are so lucky, you just flew from korea months ago and now you got your life all planned out for you am so proud of you," Samantha tearfully said.

Staring back at her friend she could not stop feeling a bit jealous. Samantha was a red haired beauty who had the figure and a height of a model. She made all the men in the streets drool for her.

Different from her friend, freya was a black haired beauty, who had a curvy body and a 5'4 height.

"Hey are you still in there?" her best friend's voice snapped her out of her thoughts

"hmmmm... you said you'll go to pick...." freya reminded her ever forgetful friend.

"oh I forgot," Samantha said running for her purse. Blowing a kiss to her best friend she ran out.

Being a weekend she had nothing to do. Filling a bowl with popcorn she walked to the tableroom.

few hours later a laughter she well knew caught her attention. He was back. smiling freya rose up from her seat and headed to the front door.

Standing infrontof her was her best friend and there very well hidden little cute secret.