Chapter 5
I looked out the window as we breached above the clouds then looked down at my watch.
12:30
'Great, only 6 and a half more hours to go,' I thought.
I reached into my bag and pulled out my laptop. Logging into iTunes, I plugged my headphones in and cranked up the volume. I left the laptop on my lap and looked back out the window. The sound of Florence + The Machines, 'Breath of Life' blocking out everything.
The clouds looked like fluffy cotton balls. Fluffy and bright, they didn't have to worry about leaving friends behind to go to a foreign country.
"I've been searching for a breath of life,
A little taste of heavenly life,"
Why couldn't I have been cloud molecules? If I had been then I wouldn't be feeling this bad. It was all my fault. If I hadn't accepted the president's offer, then I wouldn't have met Francis and none of this would've happened! Life could be such an unfair bitch!
A tap on my shoulder, broke my train of thoughts, and I looked up to see a Frenchman waving his hand. I took off my headphones and turned to him.
"Yes?" I said in an annoyed tone.
He visibly stiffened and stopped waving.
"If I am to be your boss, don't you think you should have a little more respect, oui?" he said.
"Yes, but to be fair. I just had to pack up what little stuff I had and say goodbye to friends that I considered family. So excuse me if I'm a little bit cranky, 'sir'." I said with a roll of my eyes. Pulling my headphones back on, suddenly they were snatched out of my hands by Francis.
"What are you listening to?" he asked putting them on and smiling.
I let out a strangled noise as I saw the song end and go to 'Feels Like the First Time' by Foreigner. I looked at the screen in shock. Now I was positive that God hated me. I looked up at Francis and saw him smiling down at me.
"Mon amour, I didn't know you had such good taste in music. Ohonhonhonhonhon!" He said, getting right next to my ear. He was so close I could feel his hot breath hitting my ear. "I could do the same things to you, if you like?"
I turned around and punched him square in the jaw. I ripped my headphones out of the jack and hit next in my playlist not caring what song came on next. I stood up abruptly and walked over to him, face fuming with anger.
"You listen up and listen good. I did not take this job because I wanted a relationship with you! I took this job because, I had no money for college classes and no future ahead of me! So I figured 'why not become this guy's assistant then I could at least see someplace other than D.C.'! If you think that you can just come up to me, and start whispering sweet nothings in my ear, boy do you need a reality check! I'm not here to be some pretty girl you seduce, I'm here to be your assistant and help you with your management! Touch me and I'm leaving the next day! I honestly don't care if you're a rich, spoiled brat that is smartest in the country of France or is buddy buddy with the President of France, DON'T. TOUCH. ME." I said in a burst of anger. Throughout the lecture I was giving him, I could faintly hear the song 'Eye of the Tiger' playing. 'Wow how cliché is that!?' I sat back down in my seat and plugged my headphones back in. This was going to be the longest flight of my life.
"That's okay, mademoiselle. I like a challenge. you'll come around eventually." He said, getting up off the floor and excusing himself to go to the bathroom.
I frowned and shoved my headphones on my ears and cranked up the volume until the music was all that I could hear. My 'boss' had just broken the number in the rule in the book. I was beyond ticked, I was so pissed at him right now I just needed to clear my head. I looked at the clouds one last time before shutting my eyes and slowing my heart rate. Before I knew it, I was in a deep sleep.
