The Life of Eniola (rewriting story)

Chapter 4

I woke up early today to get ready for my first day, as  I'm taking a shower I recall when I called my former boss about leaving work for another, of which I sent a resignation letter two weeks ago. It was quite sad to spend the last few moments with my colleagues and I definitely enjoyed my time there but I guess things happen for a reason. I finish in the bathroom and dress up smart, I wouldn't want to leave a bad impression on the boss. 

Oh crap. I completely forgot that Alex was my boss. It's going to be troublesome to see his face every day. Plus, I can't ever forget the fact that I unexpectedly p̶o̶u̶r̶e̶d̶ ̶o̶u̶t̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶h̶e̶a̶r̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶ ̶use opened up,,vented or expressed and then he said 'congratulations', that was embarrassing.

Note to self: Don't jump to conclusions. It never ends well.

I go to Alessia's room and tell her that I'm going to work but my Aunt is going to stay here to babysit her. She sits up from her bed and stands to follow me to go downstairs. I go to the kitchen and after about five or ten minutes, I believe, I hear a knock on the door so I open it and it is my Aunt.

"Hi, Auntie." I hug her, take a step back and welcome her into the house, Alissa runs up to her.

"Goodmorning, Auntie Aaliyah!"She hugs her.

"You ready for today, Elena?"She looks from my daughter to me. Now that I think about it, I have mixed feelings about the job. I take a spoonful of cereal and nod with confidence. I talk with my Aunt for a bit and wave goodbye to both of them and I set off. I get to the place and park, walk towards the building and go to reception. This time, it's not the same receptionist as yesterday. Thank God for that.

"Hi, it's my first day of work here so do you know which department I should be at?"I ask.

"Okay, sure. What is your name ma'am?".She looks at me.

"It's Elena Alfonsi."I reply, she looks back at the computer and then takes a file out from the cabinet.

"Hmm, oh there you are! Ok, so...."She goes on and explains where it is.

"Ok, thank you!"

"Good luck!"The receptionist calls out. I take the lift and follow the directions given by the receptionist until I see the double doors with a sign above that says the editorial department.

You can do this Elena.

I enter inside and the noise fills the room, there are people walking left and right or some chatting until few people notice me and stop what they're doing and it tuns quiet. Curious glances at me from head to toe. I felt uneasy with the way they were looking at me.

Do I have something on my face? I take a good look around and see a woman come up to me.

 "Hi there, I'm Kianna, but people call me Kia."She takes her hand out.

"Nice to meet you, Kian-I mean Kia."I shake her hand. She introduces me to other people and over time, she tells me the rules of what's permitted or not and then proceeds to give me the outline of today's tasks, although because it's my first day here she'll give me few days to observe people and learn from them.

After a long time of observing people and taking notes, I pack my things and as I'm about to leave the place, Kianna walks towards me.

"So do you want to join me and others to go to Sebastián's Eatery?"She looks at me, full of delightment. As much as I would love to do it I want to go back to my sweet Alessia.

"I can't. I'm so sorry but maybe next time?"She looks down for a second but her expression changes swiftly.

"Okay sure, that's fine. See you tomorrow."She waves at me and leaves the department. I leave the place as well and I press the button and wait for the lift to open. Someone taps on my shoulder and I turn: it's Alex. 

Yet again.

The elevator opens and I enter inside as he does too.

"Are you going to carry on and ignore me, Elena?"He asks with an amused face.

"No, I'm not ignoring you. I'm just...."He turns expecting me to answer and just in time, the elevator opens.

I bow to him.

"Excuse me sir but I go to go now."I leave the building quickly and enter my car, let out a sigh.

Why is she so stubborn, damn it? Alex thinks to himself, smiling.