Chapter One

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~♫ Brooke ♫~

Who says you can’t have the perfect job and boyfriend? Not me.

It was past 9:30 but what the hell, I was my own boss. I had a big company in the center of town, my own magazine, a big office, big hot coffee cup always waiting for my arrival, hottie boyfriend…Yum. Perfect life.

I lazily got off bed and went to brush my teeth while watching the morning news on TV. Oh a cat got stuck in tree and a little kid saved her…

In the meanwhile…

~♫ April ♫~    

You can’t really have them all. Sure I had a cool boyfriend but didn’t have the best job in the world. I was a journalist. I mean it’s not that bad of a job, but when you have a bitchy boss it’s like walking through the gates of hell.

Bip. Bip. Bip.

Ugh stupid alarm, shut the fuck up!

Bip. Bip. Bip.

This is my last warning dude, stop or you’re dead.

Bip. Bi-

And Bam! I caught my poor alarm in hands and then threw it against the floor. Hard.

Ha, don’t you dare to wake me up next ti-

“Shit”, I said looking at my now destroyed poor clock. Past 9:30. My boss will kill me.

I jumped out of my bed, almost pulling my blanket after me. I only stopped for a second to apologize to my clock. Sorry buddy, I know you were just doing your business.

I didn’t have time to eat so it looks like I’m going hungry, again.

In a matter of minutes I was in my car trying to close a button from my shirt while I tried to make a call.

“Hey, Susan. It’s me.”

“Yeah, you’re late. Again.”

“Please keep her busy till I come if I can’t make it in time”

“Fine, but you owe me one” she said after she let out a sigh and disconnected.

Okay…now only if I could get there before that icy bitch… my life would be perfect. Almost.

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Authors note: So what do you think of this story ? Is it good? Should i continue it? Please let me know:D 

And should Brooke be April's "icy bitch" boss? 

CoTe!!!!! ( COmment&voTE) 

 

 

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