'Noted. Boss.' (GirlxGirl) (BossxIntern)

Chapter 2 - Chicken Grilled Cheese Panini

*an impression of Sage above ^^^*

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The first week of my placement was exhausting. I am so so glad that I make it to Friday. I am almost skipping on my way to work.

Today I've got a date with Meghan Hill.

It kinda feels like a dream come true.

Also, it'd be a great getaway from the intense vibe when I'm around Danielle Osis.

Well, after being caught checking her out on my very first day, I have been restraining myself from looking at Ms Osis, which is extremely difficult considering she's stunning.

How can someone ignore a beauty when she's working with one? This is abuse.

I admit I still sneakily glance at her and appreciate her heaven (or hell) -sent good figure, but I never look longer than three seconds (yes I time myself), so I don't think she'd notice.

Not like she is paying attention to me anyway.

She only talks to me when necessary, like commanding me to do more things, strictly following her 'no small talks' rule.

It's sometimes so hard because I hate library-level silence. I sigh to myself in the empty lift.

Suddenly, a message jumps out when I come out of the lift on the 5th floor.

Luke:
What are you gonna wear for your date?

I smile. Luke is my best gay friend from the master's courses, who also has a placement in London.

Me:
Possibly what I'm wearing now. Suit.
But with boots.

Luke:
BORING.

I roll my eyes.

Me:
It's called CLASSIC. It's also safe. I don't wanna overkill.

Luke:
PLS. Trust me, you can NEVER with whatever you own ;)

This guy...I shake my head. Yep, I probably have a bad taste in friends.

Me:
Mean. Ima go. Time to face Ms Cold Stone.

This is my new nickname for Ms Osis. She gives a vibe of dark chocolate peppermint. Less sweet but more refreshing.

Luke:
Good luck. Love you.

Me:
You too.

I sigh again and put my mobile away. As I'm ready to open the door of the office, it opens up itself.

Here stands a goddess statue in a silk white blouse and wine red pencil skirt, staring down at me.

Quick note, heels are for people like me, not people like my boss.

Her heels make her so much taller and more intimidating. I have to raise my chin to meet her eyes.

'Oh, good. I thought you're going to be late. Again.' Ms Osis smirks sarcastically, her eyes still are cold as the North Pole.

I choose to ignore her attitudes and pretend that she just greets me with a warm smile.

'Good morning to you too, Ms Osis.' I fake a smile and walk past her.

I know I said I would love to make her smile, but I'm starting to think a smirk is the closest expression to a smile she can show.

'It would be a good morning to me if you can give me the list of prices in an hour.' She rests her chin in her palm and stares at me with a bored look, her long lashes flap slowly.