Spencer Reid and Y/n L/n had all always been the smartest kids in class only coming second best to the other. Both have genius-level IQs and were the only fourteen-year-olds in their graduating class.
You would think since they were so much alike t...
It was a normal Monday morning. The sun was illuminating the room of Y/N L/N just like it did every day. But today wasn't a normal day. It was the first day of the rest of her life. No matter how dramatic that may seem it was true.
As the warm water hits her skin, she moans at the feeling. She then grabs her lavender-scented body wash and lathers it on her skin. After rinsing her body, she turns off the shower and grabs her towel off the rack, making her way to her sink. Standing at the sink, she brushes her teeth and does her skincare.
Finally, she gets to her closet picking out an outfit that will make a good first impression on her new job. She opted out of wearing sneakers for her first day so she chose heels as a more professional option.
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(This is the outfit I imagined if you don't like it free to choose your own)
She put her y/ht hair into a slick ponytail and went for a natural makeup look for the day. As she applies her last coat of lipstick she checks her phone, noticing it is already 8:00.
"Only 30 minutes to get to work." She thought out loud grabbing her things rushing to her car.
First Person POV
{Time Skip When Y/n arrives at work}
I rush out of my car after finally making it to the new law firm I am starting at. The move from Nevada to Virginia was a big one, but I couldn't pass the opportunity. This firm allows me to take on larger cases alone and the pay was much better. Plus my old firm was run by old men who thought the only thing I was good for was getting their coffee. Despite having far more training than most of them.
I push down the thoughts about the horrible job and walk up to the beige-colored building. As I walk up I look up at the rows of windows with men and women who I assume to be in conferences of some sort. I open one of the glass doors, walking into the carpeted lobby. I am greeted by a friendly-looking brunette woman with tan skin sitting behind a gray desk.
"Welcome to Dixson Legal Company, I'm Erin." She says with a smile that was way too enthusiastic.
"Hello, I'm Y/n I am meeting with Martin Harris," I tell her with a smile.
"Okay, you can take a seat over there." She says smile still as wide as before.
I sit down observing the place. There're rows of doors which I only could assume are offices. The walls are painted an almond color with pictures of various waterfalls on them. Also along the walls are more chairs similar to the one I'm in and plants at the end of the rows.
