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Natasha was jumping out of bed an hour early. Today she had a case hearing with work. She needed to make sure she was feeling good and looking good too. In two days her date would finally be happening and that was more than enough to put an extra pep in her stride. She strolled over to her radio that has had its better days and turned it on with the volume very low. It was still early and her neighbors may be still asleep.
Her feet padded on the hardwood floor into her closet. She had an idea on her outfit last night and decided to try it out. She pulled off her grey pencil skirt and deep blue button down. She tried it on and looked into her mirror to finalize the look. It hugged her in the right places and she looked so chic. Natasha decided to wear her glasses for a more professional look instead of her contacts. She pulled her hair into a tight bun and she had over 2 hours left until she was to leave for the court hall. She huffed at all her extra time and decided to do her makeup.
She did something neutral and light, but making her cheeks highlight her face. It only took a few minutes and she was still stuck with time. She walked slowly over to the kitchen, humming the Natasha Benningfield song playing on the radio. She pulled out a skillet and lightly sauced it with butter, getting it ready for her organic eggs. As it heated she walked over to Iodine. He was sitting there peacefully, chewing on something that wasn't there. Natasha opened his cage and caressed his fur tenderly. He burrowing up to her hand, showing he wanted more. She stroked him a little longer, slightly smiling to herself. Natasha fed him and closed the cage back. She then walked to her sink to wash her hands, he needed a bath and he's been out in the garden a lot lately.
Natasha began beating her eggs in their own bowl, her skillet was bubbling lightly and it was ready for cooking the eggs. She added seasoned salt, ham pieces and pepper. As the time went past, she grew more nervous about her case. It was her 5
th
case in the last 3 weeks and each time she got jitters a few hours before she arrived. Today she was representing a local organic grocer who was suing a farmer for using pesticides and hormones in the crops without letting the organic grocer know. Natasha's heart was hurting from the discovery and she also held a little biased; she shopped at the Organic Food Stop frequently. Using pesticides on organic food, whether it be to stop bugs or promote faster and larger growth makes the organic food anything but that.
Natasha scrambled her eggs for a few more minutes. Once she was satisfied she put the eggs on a small brown plate rimmed with green vines. She grabbed a fork, poured some orange juice, and went to find her purse which contained her Nook. Natasha loved to read, her favorite genres: historical fiction, mystery and of course romance. But right now she was in the midst of finishing a book on Katharine of Argon. Natasha loved this woman; she was such a strong figure. Her arranged marriage was rare; she really loved him. Although his younger brother was seen as more of a future King of Wales by his country and his father, he still had love in his heart. But Arthur dies, and Natasha had actually shed a tear for him and Katharine. Katharine was now stranded in England, her father not caring too much about her well being and her mother passing a year after her departure from Spain. But now the king was insisting she marry Arthur's handsome, spoiled, mischievous brother and she was nearly 9 years younger than him.
She sat at the table reading her Nook, enjoying her solitude. Natasha's mind wandered though, she thought of her sister and her family. Then she thought of her parents living happily together. Bobby was next, his smooth skin beside hers. She shivered, remembering the heated moments they shared together a few days ago. She got her keys, cell phone, brief case, and purse and headed out the door, locking it behind her.
Natasha cruised slowly down the roads, enjoying the lightly beaming sky. It was still murky with sleep but the sun was fighting its way through. She eventually pulled up at the court house with a few minutes to spare. She invited some of her employees to watch the case from the audience. They were eager and curious, as some of them were new to this. She happily agreed to be their study for the day. Natasha strolled into the court house with her blazer on her arm. She saw some of her staff standing by the door already, they were talking quietly. She was pleased to see all of her new additions to the company had decided to attend.
"Good morning everyone." She said bubbly, a smile on her face. She used her business voice which already made her sound in high spirits but now she was forcing it. No one seemed to notice. Cindy, a black haired brown eyed girl gave her a light smile and returned her introduction
"Morning Ms. Ellis" and the other 4 soon followed.
Goodness Natasha, just calm down.
She said to herself. She was getting so restless. She took a deep breath and felt at ease.
"Are you nervous?" Jimmy asked. Jimmy sat on the bench, looking up at her with skeptical eyes. Natasha smiled at his attempt at terrorization. She shook her head lightly and took a glance into the court room. It was full of people.
"Not too much. Once I get up there I'll be fine. It's common for me to feel edgy right before I begin." She tried to explain. She wanted to keep this day educational, as these people would one day be doing what she's about to do.
"First rule is to tell your defendant to be early. This will give you two time to run over some things. But more importantly you two can get an unspoken bond right before the case starts." Everyone gave her weird looks.
"It's unexplainable. But trust me it's true." Natasha said, defending herself. She pivoted a little and was able to see Eugene, her defendant standing by the entrance. He was the owner of the organic food store. They locked eyes for a moment and he strode over to her. He was wearing dark slacks and a dark grey button down. He was 5"6 and somewhat pudgy. But overall he was a nice man, very committed to his store. Natasha felt badly once he told her he lost tons of business with this little escapade about his produce not even being organic.
"Hey Natasha, you ready?" He asked approaching her. Natasha nodded reassuringly.
"Oh, these are my employees. They came to watch. This is Mr. Rayes." Natasha said, motioning towards him. They said hello and shook hands.
"Okay, we're going in." Natasha told them. She walked through the big court room doors and everyone was talking busily. She spotted the farmer and his lawyer already placed on the left side of the court. She spotted some more of her employees sitting in the aisle behind the empty table and she lightly waved. The bench they were sitting at had a few more extra seats in them, they must be holding them for the others sitting outside the court room. Natasha took the seat nearby the aisle and Eugene sat beside her. She opened her briefcase and pulled out her documents.
"All rise!" The bailiff said. Natasha quickly stood, smoothing out her skirt in the process. The judge appeared and sat down. He eyed the farmer and his lawyer then looked in the direction of Natasha.
Natasha felt completely naked by the way he was looking at her. He looked at her hungrily with so much pressure in his judgments, but he also looked at her as if she wasn't capable of this task called court. His eyebrow was raised in amusement and he gave the clue for everyone to sit. Natasha did so and was now very confused. But she just focused on winning the case.
"Mrs. Ellis?" The judge asked her. Was he flirting with her or was this an honest mistake? He was a little older with white temples and smooth brown skin. He was definitely handsome but he was too old for her, plus she was focused on Bobby.
"Ms." Natasha corrected.
"Okay, well will you be so kind as to explain the reason of your attendance here today?" He asked. Natasha didn't need to look at Eugene to see he was stifling a smile.
