Chapter 1

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A/N: Hi! It's been awhile! I will also be posting this story to my AO3 account. I also have a Tumblr where I write imagines or whatever. I wrote this because I had a dream a while ago and it turned into this. Hope you enjoy it!

AO3 & Tumblr: Haley_Rude

Chapter 1

Bad days turn into good days so bad weeks should turn into good weeks. Gathering up everything I need for work, cursing myself silently for forgetting my bag at the office on Friday and not being able to go back during the weekend to get it has really made my life this morning difficult. Slight feeling of dread knowing that today was going to be a bad day since as soon as I got out of bed this morning, I stubbed my toe on the corner of my bed having pain shoot through my foot as I held it and already wanted to call it a day .

Having no time for coffee, I raced out of my apartment double checking and making sure my front door was locked. 'This is so stupid; I look so stupid holding all these books in my arms.' I thought as I was rushing through the crowd of people rushing around. I don't have a car anymore but I'm a 7-8 min walk from the building, of course I'm running a bit late so I'm rushing to get to work on time. I'm an administrative assistant for a fashion magazine publishing company, but sometimes I feel like I'm the boss since he dumps all his work on me.

My mind was racing thinking of everything I needed to do today when suddenly, I flew back and landed hard on the ground. I groaned, taking a second to try and compose myself before scrambling to get my books that have landed on the pavement. "I'm so sorry, are you okay?" I caught a glimpse of a blonde gentleman helping me gather my stuff, "I'm sorry, I should've paid attention to where I was going" I gathered my stuff from him and before he could say anything else I started walking away not daring to be late to work, "sorry I have to go" I shouted running into the building.

I walked through the doors and ran up the stairs, my footsteps echoing as I arrived at the top area of the building that was reserved for the office. The office isn't that big as there's only 8 employees total including myself. The floor was a light wood laminate and the walls are a light gray to keep the room looking open, accompanied by industrial looking lights hanging from the ceiling. There are 4 cubicles on one side of the wall and 4 on the other, while there is a light wooden table in the middle for when we group up and run through ideas. Bookshelves throughout the rest of the empty spaces in the room. The wall in front of the group table is a big window looking out onto the street and parallel to that is the boss' office. I ran into my boss' room knowing he expects to see me every morning.

"Morning Mr. Michalis, I have everything done from the weekend" trying to not sound out of breath I placed a couple of the books down on his desk. He gave me a smirk. My boss, Kyle Michalis, I hate him, he is a no-good son of a bitch who always puts himself above everyone and thinks he's the best. "You sound a little disheveled today sweetheart" he got up and came closer to me. I took a slow step back, "No need to be afraid" he grabbed my wrist holding it tightly. I gulped, "Here's your list, I need it done by Thursday." I took a glance at the list he handed me, "by Thursday, this is" "I know it won't be a problem sweetheart" I cringed hating when he called me that. As soon as he released the grip on my wrist, I grabbed the pile of books on the corner of his desk and went straight to my cubicle which was located closest to his office. Glad my cubicle gave me some privacy; I leaned back in my chair and took some deep breaths to calm myself down. My desk ran along the sides of the cubicle and in the corner of the desk I have two monitors. A personal lamp if I need more light with your standard trays to hold papers, files, staples, paper clips, etc. I put a backsplash on the cubicle which is beige with white polka dots and some motivational pictures that are framed along with my calendar and on the edge of my desk a little bowl with hard candy if anyone wants.

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