THIS CHARMING MAN - THE SMITHS
The sun is bright and scorching, a bright beam of sunshine crept through the opaque windows, right in between her eyes. She sighed, turning her back to the light.
6:02AM
Her first day of work as an associate in Lawson Specter. The past year she worked as Paralegal and then a summer associate. Today is her official first day of work. The nervousness, adrenaline, and excitment kept her up all night.
She got up her bed, the off-white bedsheets scrunching around her body as she sighed, the coldness of the room enveloping her. She looked at her feet, the small scar around her thumb was clearly visible. Even though it was almost a decade old, it still never left her vision. She always felt a barrage of emotions when she see it, everytime. But it's futile. When she see it, she just sit and stare. However, she does not have that much time today.
Today, is about her dreams finally coming true. The unrelenting doom of how she will never be a lawyer finally ending. How she will accomplish her dream. Her mother's dream.
She sighed, again. Looking in the mirror. Her hair is unkempt, brown, short. Her body isn't the skinniest, and in no way whatsoever is she pretty compared to the unbelieveably attractive people here in New York, DC. Her face isn't perfect, she have blemishes and acne scars. People don't stop and stare when they see her. However, once they know what she is capable they stop and stare.
At twenty-two, she has an IQ of one-hundred and sixty. She have been a mathematical prodigy since as long as anyone can remember. She excels at everything she does. Her mind in business is as good as Bobby Fisher was at chess. Chess, as easy as pie for her. Is she cocky? Yeah, sure. But wouldn't you be, too?
"C'mere, boy.." She whispered, picking Jamie up, her stray cat. He's a... I don't know. Nor does she want to. He's cute and fluffy and looks like a ball of stormy cloud, and she loves it! "Ya' hungry?" She whispered, kneeling against his bowl as I poured some food now. The cat food echoing around the bowl, each sound sending a chill up her spine, each sound resembling the ticking of a clock. She smiled at the cat, patting his head as she eats the food up messily. "I'm gonna get ready now," She said, resting her head in her kness, her eyes looking at the peaceful cat peacefully.
Sometimes, her wind wandered into a dark place. What if Jamie choked up on her food right now? What if he had an allergic reaction? What would be the first thing that she does? She snapped herself out of those thoughts, standing up with a deep breath. She closed her eyes for a breif moment, then she walked to the bathroom.
Getting dressed in a grey flaired pantsuit with a white silk blouse, she looks at herself in the mirror, looking rather monochrome and gloomy. "At least, I match with you, Jamie." She mumbled, looking at the mirror. She tilted her head, checking herself out. Finally, after a ten minute of intense gazing context with herself, she started to do her make-up. Some light foundation with blush and a light colored gloss. She didn't want to overdo on her first day.
Picking up her bag, she filled her files in there, staring at her book for a second, contemplating if she should take it, or if she'll look dumb if she does. At the end, she goes with taking it, hiding it in her bag, Carrying a book in a lawfirm is a subject of joke for everyone, imagine having shit ton of work and reading a book on top of it. Hilarious.
A call makes her almost drop her car keys as she unlocks her doors, "Hello?" She answers in a shakey voice as she gets in her car, a hand-me-down from her mother.
