Achilles

Chapter 5 - day dreams

I had always been good at focusing, until now that is.

All I could think about was him. His lips, his touch, his face. I didn't even know his damn name but he was completely clouding my mind.

I wondered if I was doing the same to him but I was doubtful. I had never experienced anything like this before. Perhaps he was some sort of mad man.

One beautiful mad man.

"I haven't seen you think this hard in... well, forever"

I looked at viola who was staring at me curiously. She swung the spare chair around and plopped herself down.

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" she questioned

How could I explain this to her without seeming like I was loosing my mind.

"A guy" I spoke unsure

I watched her eyes widen in surprise.

"A guy! Tell me more" she exclaimed

"I met him, he - we kissed"

"what! who is he? when was this? tell me everything!"

I couldn't help but like seeing Viola this excited. Although it wasn't her news, she was extremely excited and that only made me happier. Viola could light up a room.

"I don't really know..."

"Where did you meet?"

"At the pharmacist when I burnt my hand"

"and you didn't think to tell me sooner?"

She leant back in her chair and crossed her arms pretending to be mad but the smile across her face proved otherwise.

"We only spoke a couple words, then the next day I seen him when getting coffee"

"What! It's meant to be" she exclaimed over the top.

"He helped me carry them back here"

She gasped in amazement. "so what's his name?"

"I... don't know"

"His kiss was that good that you forgot his name?" she laughed

"No, he wouldn't tell me... I'm not sure"

"Really? that is a little strange. He probably just likes the whole mystery thing, It's so exciting"

I rolled my eyes but still couldn't supress my smile.

"This some kind of mothers meeting?"

Viola and I looked towards Derek. He reminded me of the flu, you simply didn't want him and was extremely hard to get rid of.

"Can we help you with something?" Viola spoke in a bored tone

"yes, my little assistant can actually" he looked at me as he spoke

"I'm not you're assistant, don't think so highly of yourself" I answered

"If thinking that makes you feel better sweetheart then carry on but here..."

He outstretched his arm toward me and I reluctantly took the envelope that was enclosed in his hand.

"Take this to the bank" he finished

"What is it? better yet, why can't you?"

"The boss needs the cheque sent off right away, I'm just simply too busy and whose got more spare time than you? No one"

He smirked confidently before turning on his heel and striding away.

"Can you believe that jerk?" I huffed

"We really need to get you a promotion, I mean you're work is amazing and you're wasted right now Callie"

I appreciated how much she cared about me, there wasn't many people in the world that I could say actually cared about me but she was at the top of my list.

I smiled her way and nodded.

"Maybe one day huh. I better get this sent off"

"Sure, see ya in a bit"

I grabbed my coat and bag before leaving the office. The bank wasn't a far walk but damn did I wish I had a car. Life would be so much easier.

I glanced down at my watch only to note that the bank was due to close in 15 minutes. Let's just say it's a good job I wore comfortable shoes today.

Callie

I mentally cursed as I heard his voice in my head. The way he said my name was frozen in my memory and I hated that I could replay the moment in my mind.

I pushed all thoughts of him out of my head the best I could. I needed to focus on the task at hand, getting to the bank before they closed.

I rushed through the door with a whole 5 minutes till closing time. Although I wasn't as pleased to note the Que of four people.

Knowing there was nothing I could do except for wait, I began letting my mind wonder once more.

He was like some new found addiction and I couldn't help but be an addict.

His hair, his eyes, his lips, his hands. he was simply the definition of beauty.

"Get down on the fucking ground!"