The Best Decision

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I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock buzzing on my bedside table. I groan and check my watch to see what time it was (i Didnt have my glasses on yet) and discovered it was 6:00 on the dot. My eyes widened in suprise.

"SHIT!" i yelled.

I got my uniformed red t shirt and my black jeans with my platform wedges on. Since i'm pretty tiny, wedges and heels, or anything that gives me height whatsoever- is my new best friend.

I grab my work card, bus pass, and my wallet and walk out the door. 2 minutes later i reopen the door realizing my phone was on my bedside table.

Once again i slam the door shut, and walk down the streets of Boston towards the nearest bus stop. It stops in front of me just as it's pulling out. i jump on and take my usual seat- the one in the far right corner- and turn my head around to look at the "sights" Boston had to offer.

I have been living in Boston for a good year, right out of Harvard. As soon as i get a freaking job as a lawyer, a job at the Marriot, one of Boston's best hotels, suffices. Although im only 20. I was sort of a loser in high school- but that was because i wanted to be succesful in life. So far, that hasnt happened. of course when the manager occasionally invites me to one of the fancy dinners they host here, some of the people who saw my dorky self have a rude awakening. But they were the ones actually invited to these events. I wasnt about to tell them i worked here.

The bus pull up two blocks from the hotel, though you can see it rising to the sky. As i walk along the sidewalk, i lose track of time and don't notice the line of teenage girls lining up around the corner of the building. I groan. they never tell me what im doing. I walk through the doors. Tim, my coworker, sees me and smiles. I swear he likes me or something. Although it is a bit annoying when he tells me to say certain things so he can hear my slight Latina accent. I wave, the walk over to him.

"What's the game plan today?" I ask.

" Some boyband or something is doing a signing." he shrugs. He flashes me a toothy grin, the blue in his shirt lighting up his green eyes. (Girls wear red, boys wear blue.)

"Let me guess." I pretend to look like im thinking about something.

"You stuck my with working it because you got first pick since you were early this morning?" He only laughs.

" Loma, you're getting better at this." He claps me on the back and walks away to help a guest overwhelmed by the swarm of girls.

i walk over to the front desk and sign in, then go to the manager. He tells me to go and wait for this boyband and lead them towards the table where they'll be signing things. I say okay, but he also tells me to keep the crazy girls away from them..... okay then.

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First chapter. Sorry guys its wicked short could i please get some reads?!! :)