When successful author Y/n Y/l/n is late for a meeting with Simon & Schuster, who knew that a little bit of intervention on the part of fate could possibly change her life?
Upon meeting Hailee Steinfeld, life seems to be a little different, almost...
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"Find the place alright?"
I turn my focus towards Jonathan Karp, chief executive publishing officer and president of Simon & Schuster. Since the moment I've stepped foot onto Simon & Schuster grounds, he's been here as well.
I guess I should really be thanking him, too. It's not every day you come across a publisher that gives you the opportunity to handpick your team. He's done exactly that.
"The place is just fine, Mr. Karp," I respond, "The view's a nice bonus for anyone who works here."
Jonathan politely chuckles, setting his papers down on the glass table in front of him. "You're right there, I'll admit. We'll also pawn off some credit to masterminds of architecture."
I nod, noticing my team walk in.
"How are you, though?" Jonathan asks, "I feel like I don't ask you that enough."
"I'm good," I reply, "Great, actually. Life's really been interesting nowadays. I've spent the holidays with my girlfriend and—"
"Woah, woah, woah," says Jonathan, cutting me off, "Did you just tell me you have a girlfriend?"
I nod, confirming the answer to his question. "Well, congratulations. I'm so happy for you, Y/n! It certainly explains the overt return of the life in your eyes."
I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or an insult. I'll just go ahead and take it as a compliment, for the sake of us both.
"Thanks, I appreciate it," I say, "I really feel like the luckiest girl right now."
And it's the truth. Though Hailee and I have gone through a bumpy road very early on, I couldn't be more grateful for her. It also seems like it's everyday that I realize the more time flies by, the more I can't imagine my life with her.
Well, I can. Don't get me wrong. I'm still an independent human being. Let's rephrase it, I don't want to imagine a life without her.
Without any of the people that have now become my new family. Hailee, Griffin, Florence, Liam and Chloe. What more could I ask for?
Speaking of my new family, I haven't gotten word from any of them in the past two hours. I've spoken to both Chloe and Hailee a little while ago, but that still doesn't excuse the rest. I still wanna know they're at least doing alright.
It's probably just nothing. They're bound to call me soon.
My train of thought is stopped when I hear the sound of the door closing. The team's gotten ready with their glasses in hand.
It feels so good to see them all again. It just seems like the more books I end up submitting, the more forward I look to doing these projects with them. It never really feels like work is what I'm trying to say.
