Chapter9:Erica

Erica had the trays in the trolley as she pushed it along with herself to the elevator. This is actually going to be the first time she would be serving a VIP guest.  She don’t know why but she just felt nervous and shaky.    “Could it be I’m going to serve a president son? Or millionaire? No a billionaire??” she thought within herself and took a deep sigh as she pushed the button to the 4th floor “ Whoever it would be I need to look good” she smiled and giggled lowly as she cupped her cheeks and then arranged her uniform. It was a short beautifully designed black and white skirt with a white shirt on. She had her name tag on her shirt and then she adjusted that too more properly then stood firm with her head up. “ don’t chicken out Erica, just do your job and leave” she said to herself and then minutes later, the elevator made a ‘ding ding’ sound.  The doors went open immediately and just as she made an attempt “ Okay! Let’s get to work now Erica “ she said to herself and made an atte