The Art of Secrets

Chapter Four

My father was never home. He was always out because of work or something better to do than to spend time with me at home, I don't blame him because I wasn't much fun anyways. That was until the night I sneaked into a night club called 'The phantom' then it all changed. -NN

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"So, are you ready for the tour?" I smile.

"I sure am, But before we head off, may I know which way to the restrooms? I've been sitting in this lobby for quite a while and I've been holding it in," He gives me an embarrassed smile.

I laugh a little, "Yeah, sorry I was so late, I meant to get here earlier but I had something to do. Anyways, the restroom is down the hall on your right."

"It's fine, no need for an apology. I'll be right back." He says as he starts down the hall walking fast.

A few minutes later he is done and coming my way giving me a shy smile, "Ok, I'm ready now for that tour."

I smile and nod to beckon him to follow me. "I'm only gonna show you the rooms you need to know, like for example the break room and the restrooms which you already know where they are. So this is the lobby and there isn't much to tell, it's mainly a couple janitor closets." I explain.

"Ok, gottcha. Now onto the second floor." He smiles.

"The stairs are past the bathrooms but I take the elevator. Always." I say.

"Thats good to know, now if you don't mind me asking, what work field do you work in?"

"Well this is the Fashion Industry, I am the top designer of this company." I say flatly.

"Oh wow, thats awesome! It must be great being well known and invited to all the VIP parties. And not to mention you must be a great artist. So how did I get one of the company's best designer to give me a tour?"

"I don't really likes those VIP parties, they're too main stream and well, it was this or being a tattoo artist and trust me, I'd rather not be touching people skin to draw on. I'd rather have paper instead. And the reason I'm giving you this tour is because no other bastard would trade me for another option." And as I finish my sentence I see his smile falter a little bit, "But I'm glad I didn't trade otherwise I wouldn't have met your handsome face." I add quickly with a smile.

He laughs a little, "Thanks." He says and his smile is plastered on his face again.

The Elevator opens and we step out, "So tell me why you are interested in this company and what work field you want to work in? I say.

"Well, I'm in finance." He says but then corrects himself, "Well, I wanna be in finance. I really enjoy working with big numbers and enjoy handling money. I want to work for this company's money expense and rates of sales." He finishes. I swear if I was anyone else and I passed him talking about finance I'd think he was talking about winning the lottery because he gets a little too excited about math.

I laugh a little and say, "Looks like I have a nerd at my side." I smile at him.

"And looks like I have a hippie at my side." He says.

"A hippie? How so?"

"You know, with all the 'save the planet' 'freedom of speech', 'Art is a way to express yourself', 'peace' stuff."

Then I laugh. like really laugh. I haven't had anyone make me laugh that way in a while. "Thats a little stareo-typical don't you think Kyle?

He laughs too and his laugh is a little high pitched but sweet. "A little." He admits.