Kyle Lowley

Four years of College, a Degree in English Literature, and five years later what had it gotten him? A debt that wouldn't be paid off until retirement, enough Publisher's rejection slips to wallpaper his two bedroom apartment with twice-over, and a job as a reporter on a run-down, inconsequential suburban newspaper that barely provided enough for food and rent, let alone to treat his girlfriend, Olivia, the most positive aspect of his life, as much as he wished. To say that Kyle Lowry wasn't on the path to be being the next great American novelist, and the wealth and fame associated with it, that'd envisaged as a student was an understatement, however, the same couldn't be said for his ex room-mate Aiden Holt, whose residence he surveyed through the car window.

The journey from Seattle-Tacoma airport had taken him and Olivia through lower class suburbs to increasingly wealthy and more prominent areas, until it'd eventually arrived at at a sprawling white-bricked Mexican-influenced hilltop house, overlooking the city. Perfectly manicured lawns and gardens were surrounded by a six foot high hedge, and through the wrought-iron gates, Kyle caught a glimpse of blue water at the rear. Likely an Olympic size swimming pool, gauging from the outside opulence of the rest of the residence, was his immediate impression, elciting a clench of the teeth. Just how a barely-known author with one mildly successful novel, that had even registered on the New York Times best seller's list, to his name, could afford such a place was beyond comprehension. At least to the ordinary mortal, but not to Kyle Lowry. He was aware of the truth, and that's why they were rhere. He'd been the one to suggest to Olivia, when she mentioned the possibility of travelling to City for job interviews, that he contact his old College room-mate, and arrange to catch up. Aiden had been surprised, but pleased to hear from his old college buddy, and had even offered to let them stay for as long as they wished, displaying no hint of the animosity that had been present between them on the last occasions they'd spoken. Having landed on his feet once again, and not caring if he stepped on anyone on his way to the top, Aiden must have forgiven the anger displayed by his old friend when, not for the first time, Kyle had walked into the dorm room to discover a pair of his girlfriends panties on his dorm-mates bed. And the look in his eyes, when Aiden had grinned, clapped his Kyle on …show more content…
Half a decade on, he was more secure in himself, and his relationship than he'd ever been on Campus - in a way, Aiden had been right, College was a place for experimentation, and he couldn't really blame the girls -, and it was time to show her off, and take back from his old comrade what he was owed. There was no hint of his real motivations, which he'd kept hidden from her, or bitterness in his tone, when he paid the driver, who;d stopped outside the front of the house, stepped out to gather their cases, and opened her door. "We'll have one just like it some day." A touch presumptuous with the 'we,' perhaps, but Kyle couldn't imagine a future with anyone but Olivia. "Come on, jump