Rags and riches: In the end what's the difference? FINALLY UPDATED!
missd735:
Well there's the update. Let me know what you think.
Elven_Song:
Oooh. =D Great update missd! Try and get the next part up quick, this is the first story I check when I get on the compy! ^^
oddball011:
he he he i have a feeling hes just gonna give her some money
dangermouse:
Ooohhh I'm liking this story, can't wait until you update!
missd735:
The man pulled out a wad of dollar bills showcasing them to Stella. She stared in amazement never remembering a time in her life that she had seen that much money at once. The mysterious man could see her shock and surprise. "I know how a girl like you could make some serious cash like this." Although untrusting, Stella was curious. She gathered up her courage and asked, "How?"
A smug smile burst onto the man's face. "It's simple..."
"I just think he's a nice boy and you should befriend him. That's all." Mrs. Jones said calmly as a perplexed Madison sat on a reclining chair next to her.
"Mother, please. He's absolutely self-absorbed."
"How do you know that? You haven't even met him."
"Because men like him who happen to be famous models tend to be." (note from author: No offense to models, there's no attempt in trying to diss you. It's just for story making purposes)
"You're too judgmental."
Madison scowled.
"Mother, this conversation is over."
"You really should give him a chance. That's just the thing with you Madison. Many eligible bachelors have sown their interest in you, but you won't even consider them." Mrs. Jones said before taking a sip of her gourmet decaf coffee flown in from France.
"Eligible bachelors??" Madison blurted out in disbelief. She was now standing facing her mother. "Oh please, Eligible as in arrogant, self-centered, over confident--"
"Madison, stop." Mrs. Jones said her face without expression. "You just never let anyone in. Is there something wrong with these men having money? Darling, the man must be financially stable as well. That way you know he isn't with you just for your money."
Madison rubbed her temples. "I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed." And with that she ran off towards the east wing of the house.
"What shall I do with that girl?" Mrs. Jones asked outloud in exasperation.
Dawson stood in the alley waiting. It was now 11:45 am and Madison stil hadn't shown up. Don't jump to conclusions. Maybe she's caught in traffic or something. He had counted 216 bricks on the building behind him, but not a moment too soon, Madison ran into the alley.
"I'm so sorry I'm late! People were getting suspicious of where I was going so I had to sidetrack them. I hope nobody saw me."
"You're here now." Dawson said with relief. "That's all that matters.
"I hope I didn't worry you. This morning was so hectic with the packing and my mother's constant nagging. I just wanted to get to you as soon as poss--"
Before even Dawson knew it himself, he had taken Madison into his arms and kissed her. After getting over her inital shock, Madison kissed Dawson back matching his intensity and passion.
They were both breathless when the kiss ended and Dawson knew that he had just trapped himself into a hole. He the poor boy had just kissed Madison Jones the future heiress of the Jonestar Casinos Empire. He knew there was no possible way for them to be together, but he couldn't ignore his feelings and he couldn't resist. He had wanted to kiss her that first day he met her in this very alley.
Dawson forced his breathing to slow down. "I'll really miss you Madison."
She instantly melted. "I'll miss you too. You have to promise to call me. Give me you cell phone number." She said as she reached into her puse for a pen and some paper.
"No..I mean, I don't have a cell phone." I can't even afford a home phone, much less a cell phone.
Madison couldn't help but wonder. A real estate agent without a cell phone? Dawson could sense that Madison was becoming suspicious. He quickly thougth of an answer. "Well you see, my cell phone's broken. It'll be a while until it's fixed."
"Home phone?" Madison asked.
"Oh..I don't have one. I only use my cell phone to make calls.
This time Madison almost lifted an eyebrow. "So your only phone isn't working. How do you make business calls?"
Dawson shrugged. "I do what I have to. Just give me your cell phone number and I'll find a way."
Madison nodded still confused about his phone situation, but wrote down her number nonetheless. She handed the piece of paper to Dawson and looked at her watch. "Oh no, my flight leaves soon. I really have to go. You'll call me right?"
Dawson gave her a reassuring smile. "I promise."
Madison returned the smile and took a deep breath. "So I'll see you in a month."
Dawson nodded. "Can't wait until you come back." Dawson said quietly.
Madison's heart skipped a beat. "Neither can I."
ONE WEEK LATER
Stella sat on her bedroom floor hoping so feverently that no one would walk in on her. It had been a week since that mysterious man approached her and already she had made a large amount of money. She counted the dollar bills on the floor and slipped all but $300 under her mattress. She slipped the $300 into an envelope and made her way to the front door making sure no one heard her.
When she was sure the coast was clear, she quickly slipped the envelope into her family's mailbox. She sighed with relief and waited for her mother to get home.
As Dawson walked home from work he took comfort in the quietness and breeze of the night. He inhaled the air of the night and let his thoughts wander. It's been a week since Madison left and I still haven't called her. The trouble was he couldn't find a phone to use much less afford to pay long distance. He knew that he was asking for trouble by pursuing Madison, but he couldn't just let her go.
"Psssst." Dawson looked up and saw a familiar man calling to him."
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