Sasha's pov
I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I rolled over and looked at the time, it's 10:30- wait 10:30!!!!! I'm late for work.
I jumped out of bed and ran to the washroom, I brushed my teeth, washed my face and did my makeup. I ran back into the room and realized that I didn't even pick out something to wear. I dug through my drawer and pulled out my turquoise long-sleeved dress, I slipped that on and started on my hair. I decided on a low slick bun, and can you believe I did all that in half an hour.I ran downstairs and grabbed a granola bar and ran out the door. When I got there I ran inside and straight to Justin's office, cause I knew he'd want to talk to me.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry sir. I totally over slept and I didn't have time to get ready and-" he cut off my rambling with a chuckle.
" it's ok, just don't let it happen again" he said shrugging his shoulders.
"Thank you sir" I said walking out.
"No problem, and I love your hair like that" he added smirking. What the heck is it with this guy.
"Thanks you wiredo" I said laughing while walking out to my office.I was busy looking through tax files when the phone rang.
"Hello" I answered into the phone
"Hi Ms. Prince, your sister is on line four" the receptionist said. What my sister never calls I thought to myself kind of astonished.
"O-ok" I said pressing the number four.
"Hello" I said waiting for a response.
"Hey sash" she said sounding sad.
"What's wrong jazmin?" I asked sitting up in my chair a bit.
"It's mom, she got into a car accident and she's in the hospital" she said crying
"W-w-what" I said/asked as a year slipped down my face.
" please come down" she said bawling at this point.
"I'm on my way" I said getting up running to Justin's room. When I got there I saw that her wasn't there so I ran to the conference room.
I burst the door open to see Justin talking to some guy in a suit.
"Oh my, Sasha what's wrong?" He asked rushing over to me.
"It's my mom, she got in a car accident" I said burying my face into his chest.
" oh no, I'm so sorry baby girl" he said rubbing my back.
"Justin I have to go" I said stepping back a bit." I need to make sure she's alright" I added wiping my tears.
"Of course, do you want me to come" he asked holding my hand.
" I'd love that" I said smiling a bit." But we need to catch the next flight to Toronto" I said looking up at him.
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Teen FictionComing from an African-American heritage isn't easy, especially when you work for a company that is 95% white people, but somehow I seem to fit in perfectly. My name is Sasha Prince and I work at the Bieber interpret, I'm Justin Bieber's assistant a...