And then we met again

Chapter 8

The whole next day was so tiring. Even with the work I had finished overnight in the building I still wasn't able to catch up on everything. On top of that Mr. Johnson's "script" for tomorrow had been passed out and it was one of the most bizarre things I've read. 

3. Don't make eye contact with anyone in the group unless told so by them. 

6. Always agree with whatever they are saying unless it is putting our company in jeopardy.

(Still be polite about it.)

8. Impress them. They should not think we select random employees in this company. 

17. Nothing outside of work should be discussed with them. 

22. After the allotted time slots, leave them. It should not look like we do not value their time. 

24. Never under any circumstance decline any of their requests or offers. They are in charge. 

35. You are to not leave the building with any of them. 

49. No physical contact. 

And the list went on. So it basically was that we would be robots and had to please these people if we wanted our jobs. Our jobs were literally at stake if they were not pleased with our "presentations". Now I was really hoping that I would be switched with someone else and who was more fit for this role. Not to mention the clothes we were given was not something I felt went under "work attire". I was given a red blouse that was tailored in a way that there were no buttons and had a plunging neckline. There was a black pencil skirt that went along with it and 3/4 of my long legs were on display due to how short it was for me. That sick man had even told what type of bra was to be put underneath. I just wished he would retire already and be replaced with a less perverted human being. 

I barely had time to shove some salad down my throat before people had started asking me for help in their work. I couldn't deny them because it was my duty to help everyone who asked. But with the hours spent on that, the time I had to work on my own things decreased. 

Around 9pm I saw only a few people were left on this floor. I headed over to the cubicles to where my friends sat and waited for them to grab their things. 

As we got into the elevator we all talked to each other about tomorrows event.

"Soo are you guys excitedd? I can't believe Ira and Sid got chosen! I'm so happy for you guyss!" Kiara exclaimed.  

"As long as it's not some 60 year old grown ass man, I'm all good. Imagine if the person I got was some sexy lady in her late 20's." Sid said while going off into his dreamland. 

"Haa yr Sid tum merko bolo tumko kon milta hai aur mai Siana ko baatati hu!" Zaina said as she shoved him to one side of the elevator. 

(translation: Sure, Sid tell me who you get and I will tell Siana!) 

"Are yr I was just joking please don't tell her about this! I will treat you to lunchh! How does that sound?" he said while bending to her height and pulling his ears. He started giving her puppy dog eyes and then dramatically started crying as we reached the parking lot. 

She ignored him and looked the other way. Even though all of us were best friends Zaina really cared about Sid and Siana's relationship to the point where she had already chosen a dress to wear for their wedding. 

"Mera pura zindagi barbaad hogayaa! Ab mai kya karuu? Zaina merko pyaar nahi kartii-"

(translation: My whole life is ruinedd! What should I do noww? Zaina doesn't like mee-)

"Are shut up yr! Stop being such a dramebaaz! I forgive you! Now guys it's getting late. See you all tomorrow!" she said. 

All of us did a group hug while Sid pulled Ziana's cheeks and then ran away to his car. 

We all got in our cars and then headed home. I got into my house and grabbed all the necessary things I needed for tomorrow and a bagel. I quickly changed into my pajamas and sat back in my car. I had 7 hours of work to finish and I felt it would be easier doing it at the firm. 

As I reached the building, I got out of my car, locked it and then went towards my office. I settled down and then started revising files as I ate my yummy bagel.. 

At around 2 am I heard my phone ringing. I picked it up and put it on speaker as I continued writing one of my reports. 

"Good morning, Ms. Arora. I need you down at the Crystalcove state park, there has been in incident. Come straight to the bike track." Mr. Jackson said.  

"But sir, I'm not on nightshift toda-"

"I know your not. But we are running short on people and you are the first person I could think of. So no further excuses. I want you here in 10 minutes." he declared and ended the call. 

I sighed as I got up to change. I looked around for my clothes and realized I had left them at home as well as my jacket. 

I then spotted the bag with the clothes for the "presentation". I guess that would have to do I told myself as I went over to pick it up.