Invisible⇝5Sos

Chapter 2: "Who says 'meanie' at 17?!"

A WEEK, FLIGHT, AND 3 HOURS LATER...

" 'Ello girls! I hope you had a good flight!" Mr. Thompson greeted June, Sam, and Emma. The three girls were all waiting at a fancy lobby with an aquarium, the typical office vibe. There was modern décor that was black and white. The couch they were waiting on was black leather with a glass top coffee table and modern yet oddly shaped side tables by the couch.

"Yeah! It was great! You guys didn't have to get us first class, though-" June started saying until she got interrupted by Sam.

"Speak for yourself, Peters! It was a nice touch, Scott." Sam winked at him(But not in a seductive way) as she snapped her fingers and pointed at him like just saying she was pleased with his decision.

"It's Mr. Thompson." Mr. Thompson corrected Sam who's smile faded.

"ANYWAYS!" June changed the subject before Sam did something everyone would regret.

"Yeah, come on in!" Mr. Thompson gestured over to his office that had the door open for them.

All three girls came into the office and found that just the same décor that was in the waiting lobby was in his office. There was a desk in the middle of the big office room and a couch and sitting area on the left corner of the room. There was a huge glass window that basically was the fourth wall of the office and brought in a lot of light.

Mr. Thompson came in right behind them and went around to the other side of his desk to face them and took a seat.

"Well, take a seat then!" He gestured them to the four seats in front of him. June, Sam, and Emma obeyed and had Emma sit in the far right and then June and last but not least Sam with the extra chair left by Sam.

"Umm...why is there a fourth chair? Are we expecting someone?" June finally asked for the girls as she noticed the fourth chair was left empty.

Mr. Thompson checked his wrist watch while saying, "As a matter of fact, yes. We are expecting someone. I'm hoping they won't take long, I'm sure they'll be here in a few minutes or less.-" Just as he was informing them of that. In the hallway you could hear a girl out of breath talking to the secretary of Mr. Thompson.

"...Hi! My name's Megan Harris. I'm here to see Mr. Thompson- I'm so sorry I'm late I was supposed to be-" She was apologizing but got interrupted by the secretary.

"It's alright, Sweetheart. They're right inside, they just went in.-" The secretary informed Megan who immediately interrupted her with a confused tone audible in her voice, "They?! Who else is in there?!"

"Megan! Come on in! It's open!" Mr. Thompson yelled at the girl to come. All three girls, June, Emma, and Sam turned their heads to the entrance to see who would come in.

A brunette girl with wavy hair, a black skater skirt, floral crop top, and white sneakers came in. She looked insecure as she walked in with a deer-in-the-headlights expression on her face as she looked at the three girls already waiting.

"Glad you could make it, Megan!" Mr. Thompson greeted her which brought her attention from the girls to Mr. Thompson. She looked more pale after she had seen the three girls sitting in the seats next to the empty seat; which she assumed was meant for her.

"Y-Yeah... me..too." She slowly said as she awkwardly walked over to sit in the fourth chair with all three girls watching her every move. Her seat she had a few inches farther away from the three girls as a way to keep her distance.

"Great! Now we can start!" Mr. Thompson said pleased but all four girls had an uncomfortable look on their faces. June looked confused, Emma looked anxious, Megan looked shocked and scared, and Sam had a constipated look.