Discovering You

Looking for Luxton

I wonder what would happen if I just didn't show up at work? It would make my life better i hated working here. Hated the constant stress of not living up to my potential, stuck in a dark room much like rapunzel is stuck in her castle, only I wouldn't get someone to save me and I certainly wouldn't ever have a happily ever after. I was always going to be stuck here writing for the same people hating my life.

"luxton..." my supervisor said pulling from my dark thoughts.

"Sorry mike," i mumbled, looking at the plump man through my long eye lashes.

"I have an assignment, but it's going to be strenuous. Do you think you can handle it? " what was new? As the only writer of the company who didn't have a family of my own i often got left with the "strenuous" jobs. The jobs that took months to do and meant dealing with snobby people. But it also meant I got out of my tiny apartment and sometimes actually left the city.

"Clara will take your assignment, " Oh please clara, do take my assignment. It was boring and left me in the office for hours at a time and no one ever read it, that's right the lifestyle section of the glamour magazine. I interviewed only the best rich snobs to tell me about their prestige designers and how much they LOVE their house. Oh except for the color of the carpet, it really is repulsive.

"How long is it going to take?" I sighed.

"Six months..." mike mumbled.

"And what will I be doing that six months?!" I exclaimed.

"You'll be writing a biography for a band. But theyre currently on tour so you would go on tour with them," he said, more confident giving me the facts.

"Like a world tour?" I asked trying to sound like I was anything but overjoyed by the idea.

"Yes...i can find someone else Luxton..." he said probably afraid I would freak out.

"No!" I exclaimed, "when do I start?"