"Frank. Wake up. You are going to be late!"
I opened my eye and glanced at the clock. Oh my god. It's already 8:00. I jumped off my bed and scrambled for my clothes.
"Mom, why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
She replied tiredly, "I did, but you slept like a pig."
I growled and ran downstairs. I saw my dad at the breakfast table.
He looked up from his newspaper and shook his head disapprovingly, "Overslept again? Don't you know punctuality is etiquette? Haven't your mother and I taught you enough?"
I waved good-bye and slammed the door behind.
As I ran rapidly, a girl walked in front of me and I bumped into her.
"Ahh."
"Sorry, but I'm in a hurry," I apologized curtly.
She looked at me understandingly and gave me the kindest smile I ever seen.
"It's fine."
I rushed off.
The girl was about to leave when she noticed a folder lying on the ground. Hmm, that guy must've dropped it, she thought. I must give it to him. She started chasing for me.
I arrived at McNelly (an esteemed telemarketer company. I have a part-time job here). As I rushed in, I noticed something was missing. My folder! I must have dropped it when I bumped into that girl. I started to panic.
My supervisor saw me and called, "Frank! Where is that folder?"
I looked at him nervously, "Mr. Kyoh. Heh, I can explain. I..."
He snapped, "Don't tell me you lost it?"
I mumbled, "Yes... But I can find it."
He glared at me incredulously, "Find it?! You lost it and now you expect to find it? Who do you think I am? A retard? Frank, I've been keeping an eye on you ever since you came here and I must say I am deeply unsatisfied with your behaviors""
I interrupted frantically, "But Mr. Kyoh. It's not my fault. I bumped into a girl today. I dropped it there. I'll find it for sure."
"You foolish imbecile. Don't take my intelligence for granted. You will never find it!"
"Uhm, hi?"
I looked behind me and saw the same girl standing behind me with my folder in her hands. I was relieved, but before I reached out to get my folder,
Mr. Kyoh roared, "Emily! What took you this late to get here?"
She answered weakly, "I'm very sorry, sir."
He snarled, "This wasn't the first time you're late. Ms. Emily, you are now officially fired!"
She replied softly, "Sorry for making you mad, sir. I'll go take care of my belongings."
Mr. Kyoh sneered, "Hurry up!"
Ten minutes later, the girl came back with her belongings. I looked at her guiltily.
"I am sorry. It's my fault that I got you fired."
She smiled sweetly, "It's not your fault. I'm fine. Don't worry about it."
"I'll go tell Mr. Kyoh to let you stay."
She held my arms, "No. Please don't. I don't want you to get fired too."
"But..."
She winked, "It was nice meeting you though we'll probably never see each other again."
Man, she's beautiful.
"How about let's go eat something. I'll pay."
She giggled, "Okay."
After we finished eating, I waved good-bye at her and promised to call her. We talked for hours at the restaurant. I learned she had a father who gambles and drinks everyday. Her mother ran off with a guy ten years younger than her. She had to take numerous part time jobs to pay for her sister's college tuition fees. Her family situation was really complicated, yet she still managed to keep a smile on her face everyday. For some strange reason, I almost yearned to improve her family condition, but I barely knew her; however, it felt as if I already knew her in the past life.
