Love. It's not easy.

Love. It's not easy. - So that's your name, Batman!

Before you begin on the journey of revenge, dig two graves.  ~Proverb

******Juliette's POINT OF VEIW*****

"Ok Juliette be sure to call me if you get the job for Club5. Call me every night! After peak ski season is over here in Japan, I'm free to transfer to any of the Spring/Summer peak season resorts so if you get the job i'll be able to work with you! Ok? Bye!"

As Cammile finished, I felt as if I was forgetting something. When my taxi pulled in, Isaac walked out of the hotel with his Louis Vuitton luggage trunks in hand. His dad followed in front of him with a stern look while Issabelle and Christofer fallowed behind. They all shared a similarity- gloomy looks on their faces. Isaac was probably sad because I "tattled" on him, and his reality of partying was crushed when he was sent to work. Issabelle was upset because she must have had a tough filming schedule for her job. Christofer I had no clue about, and Isaac's dad was probably pissed because his ex-wife gave birth to a horrible son.

After a long flight with some well-needed rest, I finally arrived back in Paris at home.

"Oh Juliette! Your home! I have missed you so much!" Said mom as she was hopping up and down.

While in Japan, I picked up a locally handmade necklace for my mom and a case of dads favorite Korean Liquor.

"Juliette, lets talk jobs now that your back. I know you have some offers. We need to plan for the future. Or just do like I say and marry a rich man!"

Ugh, I hated when she brought the topic of jobs up- especially after you just took a decent vacation to Japan. When I was sixteen, our neighbors opened up a nice cafe in Vanves. They offered me my first job there and I was allowed to freely come and go work there whenever I wanted because I always seemed to get along with the customers. So until I can secure in a job at Club5, looks like i'll be working there. So day two of being back in Vanves, France came around and I was back at the Cafe. I think being there for a week to earn some money will work for me.

"Juliette, Sweetie, we need an order made for the CEO of Areva Electronics. One black coffee and a tuna fish sanwich with lettuce, no tomatoes."

"Coming right up!"

Abella was the owner of the cafe. I had always remembered her as one of the nicest people I have known. She spoke french and English depending on what the customer spoke. Vanves is right near Paris so an occasional English speaking person is common.

I grabbed a cup from storage and put in some coffee for it. I then put a sandwich paper on the counter and began building his sandwich.

I know your thinking, "What do you mean, 'his' sandwich? Do you happen to know the CEO of Areva Electronics?"

I can honestly say I kind of do and kind of don't. The CEO of Areva electronics is Batman. No, Batman isn't his real name (I don't even know his real name) but I call him that in my head because he always wears a black suit to work that makes him look so sexy and dark. I've been delivering sandwiches to him every Monday and Wednesday for the past year.

When I pulled my bike with the sandwiches in at Areva Electronics, I made my best effort to fix my hair and makeup for Batman. "23rd floor, 5th door on the right" I thought to myself as entering the elevator.

I opened the door to his office to find him in the middle of a conversation on the phone with someone who spoke french. He saw the sandwiches and mouthed the words "one minute"

This gave me time to examine his greenish-blue eyes, tan skin, and short styled brown hair.

"Ok, sorry about the wait. Here's your money." he said in a deep voice

"Thanks, Have a good day"

I have to admit, he talks as if he is always mad with everyone. But as I left, I heard a girl talking to a boy about an opening position for a secretary job here at Areva. I quickly tapped the girls shoulders and asked what she requirements were. She replied with, "An organized, well-mannered, bi-lingual person with some school experience."

I met all the requirements. If I apply and get a job here, I might get the chance to meet Batman! But then again, Cammile wants me to work at Club5. I came to the decision that i'll apply for both jobs if there is a possibility I wont get the Club5 job.

After I got home, I called Areeva electronics and set up a date for an Interview that will be held tommoro at 2. My mom also said  "Oh Juliette! I called my friends-friends-sister and I set up a date for you! His name is Alexander! Its tomorrow at 4 at Delicieux restaurant. You ARE going."

I hate when my mom does things like this. But then again, I have noted that when she does make desicions like this, they do turn out well. Most of the time.

So tomorrow rolled around soon and I was in my room getting ready to go for the interview at Batmans office then head straight to the restaurant for my date. I chose an outfit that worked as a duo and was appropriate for both events: a knee high black skirt, turquoise blouse, and black cardigan. My hair was tied in a loose side bun with some curled sections.

I called a taxi to take me to Areva Electronics. I went to the front desk to ask where my interview was. She responded, "23rd floor, 5th door on the right.".

Hmmmm... where have I came across room number like-

Oh Gosh. Thats Batmans room.

With the last minute surprise (Trust me, I break down in unexpected moments), I stressed out and started biting my freshly-painted nails.

As I turned the silver knob to his door, I took in a deep breath as I felt my stomach drop down to the first floor. I put on a fake smile as my natural one was buried under three minutes worth of stress.

"Hello Ms. Parcou" Said Batman, but his desk wore a glass rectangle that said Alexander Arbon. Guess its not Batman anymore.

"H-he-hello" I said as the words trembled off my lips

"So lets begin. I understand you have traveled around quite alot of the world and learned many languages."

"Oh, um yeah, I mean yes. I um actually just got back from Japan for a, gift." After that pitiful sentence, I tried to pull myself back together as I saw disapproval in Alexanders eyes.

"Well thats great. Ms. Parcou, are you feeling nervous?"

"Yeah, its because your cute."

CRAP! Why did I just say that out loud! When I'm nervous, things slip out! I don't want Alexander to think I'm some hooker who snuck in the office.

After some talking, I regained strength and finished my interview.

As I walked out of those revolving doors, the crisp, pre-spring air hit me in the face, punishing me for my bad behavior. I had to snap out of it because my arranged date was next. I called another taxi to pick me up and drop me off at the fancy restaurant. I remember going there for my 10th birthday, was it? Its a circular building that sits on a hill that overlooks the city on one side and then a flower garden on the other. I sat down on the city view side and ordered a Coffee for me. As I was overlooking the city, a familiar face walked out of a car in the parking lot.

It was Alexander. It all hit me now. He was my arranged date today because mom had said his name was Alexander.

He walked in.