Anchoring

Part 6 • Manager

"Jim, right," I ask a tall muscular man with gray eyes and red hair. He looks like he is 6 foot tall. Jim nods his head yes.
"You may have a seat," I say gesturing to the two black leather seats in front of my desk. Jim takes the one on the right.
"You have been chosen out of four other people to become my intern bodyguard," I say in an announcer-like voice.
"Thank you, Manager of Society," The office room becomes silent and Jim corrects, "Luke, I meant."
"It's your first day and your already correcting your mistakes," I say with a wide smile but Jim isn't smiling.
"I understand," Jim looks up, surprised but still keeping eye contact with me as I say, "How does your first day of a new job feel like? I'm only 15 years old."
"What?"
"Yes. Now let's start your training," Garrett escorts Jim out of my office while I send in my next appointed meeting in.

"Hello, Manager of Society," a young girl with blonde straight hair and green eyes says as she walks into my office with a piece of paper in her hand.
"Call me Luke. Please take a seat," I gesture again to the seats in front of me while she sits on the left one.
"What is your name?"
"Rachel. Rachel Gardener," The girl says while handing me the piece of paper that she walked in the office room with.
I read over it and it says:

This form is a parent permission form for one of their children to go to an Iceberg to visit an Anchor

Name: Rachel Gardener
Age of child: 14 years old
Place in family: Old Sister, eldest
Job: Knowledgeable
Mother: Susan Gardener
Mother's Job: Nurse
Father: Thomas Gardener
Father's Job: Government Official, Building Security
Amount of Siblings: 3
Names of Siblings with age and job:
Young Brother-Peter-13-Anchor #10217-Iceberg 44
Young Sister-Ginger-8-School Student
Young Brother-Marshall-1-Nursery

"Your Father is Thomas," I ask Rachel.
"Yes, Luke."
"Well, are you visiting Peter?"
"Yes, sir."
"Okay. I approve. You will have 3 days. When do you wanna start?"
"Tomorrow."
"Okay. You will need to be sleeping on The Building Floor 15 Room 102," I hand her a key card for her room, "Tomorrow you will be their. I hope your reunion is fantastic."
"I can't thank you enough, Luke," She pauses, "Wait! I remember you from School. You were the smartest School Student of your class and the whole entire School."
"Yes."
"I was the second smartest. I thought you would be a Knowledgeable."
"No. The Council figured out I was the smartest person in Society."
"Wow. Weren't you 1 year ahead of me?"
"Yes."
"So your a 15 year old?"
"Yes."
"And your smarter than any other person in Society?"
"Yes," I pause, "Well, you should be going up to your room by now."
"I would love to ask for..." Rachel says but is interrupted when I call over Garrett to get her out of my office. Garrett picks her up while she screams, "I just want to ask a couple of... why can't I... stop... don't... wait...," Garrett closes the door and I her scream no.
Poor Garrett.
I fall asleep and get a flash back:

"Here's the rules you need to follow, Manager of Society," Says my old receptionist, Margaret. My receptionist now is Christy. Margaret had a couple of pieces of paper in her hand.
"Thank you, Margaret. Now you may leave," I say while taking the papers. I started reading them right away.

Manager of Society's Office Rules
• Don't bring in any food, animal/animals, or any other outside things
• Make sure your head bodyguard follows you around EVERYWHERE
• Follow work times and never be late
• Answer all phone calls
• Work quickly

Manager of Society's Office Meeting Rules
• Don't have any meetings with family
• Don't miss or be late to any appointed meetings you made
• Meetings should be meant for work use only

• Obey these rules when in office

When I woke up, I felt a feeling of anger. I was angry at myself. For what? It was so weird because I do it all the time now. I was mad that I made Rachel leave my office because of the last office meeting rule. The one and only Manager of Society rule that I hated most of all.

Meetings should be meant for work use only.