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CONFESSION # 11: LOVE YOURSELF

CONFESSION #11:  LOVE YOURSELF

First day to be officially on the job and I'm already feeling lost.

Today, I need to answer the question: What do I do? Everyone seems to have a particular set of to-do list and unlike them, my whole job description is a blur. So to de-stress myself, I'm making a sandwich.

How can I be an effective PA when I don't even know where the band I'm supposed to assist and what I can do for them.

Actually, I'm tempted to knock on their doors, one by one, and ask them if they have an idea what I'm supposed to do on the morning, afternoon and evening.

BUT I can't do that because of the following reasons: Number one, I don't remember their room numbers. Number two, I don't want to invade their privacy. Number three, am I even allowed to seek them out? Number four, I'm afraid of seeing Katarina and sampling her almost-dragon like attitude. Call me a coward but I'm not facing that lady in the morning without eating a hearty breakfast.

About a minute later, while I was chewing my PB and J sandwich, I heard Katarina shouting my name. Upon seeing her, I swallowed my twice-only chewed food and sealed the fate of an incoming indigestion.

"Adaline, why are you here in the dining hall when you should waking up the lads especially Zach?", she asked this with her eyes glued to her rose gold iPhone 6 plus.

"Yes Ma'am, I was actually on my way to Nick's room to wake him up. I just decided to grab a bite before doing so. Will go and wake up Zach immediately."

"Good."

Insert here the rushed steps I made to  distance myself from her royal highness. She really makes me feel invisible. I mentally patted my back though when I managed to lie in a snap. I'm usually slow when it comes to lying but I think my brain recognized how dangerous the situation was and decided that I needed saving.

Now, I am faced with the problem of locating Zach's room. Does he have his own room or does he have roomies? Is it possible that the 4 of them are actually sharing one room? What if I manage to find his room and when he opens it, I find a half-naked and still groggy girl? What do I do?

WORST, WHAT IF I FIND A HALF NAKED AND GROGGY BOY INSTEAD? WHAT DO I DO??!

My mind is making up weird and awkward imaginations so I tried to calm down and think of reality.

If I'm in a hotel, there is a receptionist I can ask for their hotel room number. But what if the management is under strict directive to not give away Code Red's information? How do I even prove I am their PA when I don't even know my bosses' room numbers?

Asking myself those questions made my still sleepy and somewhat hungry brain work and it made me realize one thing: I have Adrian's viber number.

I . ACTUALLY. HAVE. ADRIAN's. FREAKING. VIBER. NUMBER!

VOILA. All my problems are now solved and since I have wifi connection, I immediately sent him this message:

"Hey. Good morning. Already up? I need to wake up all of you but I don't know your room numbers."

When I didn't receive a reply after waiting for five minutes, I started walking to the lobby again so that I could try my chances with the receptionist but when I was just a few meters away from the elevator that would take me to the ground floor, my phone beeped.

"Hey. Just woke up. I'm actually in room 610. With Zach."

The text message I was actually hoping and waiting for.

"Good. Miss Katarina said he needs special attention when waking up.", I immediately replied.

"What do you mean?", he responded a few seconds later.

What kind of question is that? This boy is still half asleep.

"That he probably sleeps like a dead person so I might need to use a bucket of cold water to actually succeed in waking him up??", I replied.

"Oh. Come on then. I'll help you with that. I think we have a bucket here and some towels. I'll ready them up while waiting for you. Just vibe me when you are outside so I can unlock the door, kay?"

"Sure. See you in a few. On my way to the 6th floor now."

* * *

A few meters away from their bedroom and I'm actually having sweaty and cold hands.

How did I even survived hanging out with him last night? Oh gosh. I need that adrenaline rush back because I think I'm gonna be sick. What if I continuously stammer in front of him and make a fool out of myself? What if I forget how to speak English because my mind is soooo mesmerized with his accent?

I think I should head back.

Yes, I should head back and do what? I still need to wake up Zach and that option goes right out of the window because Addie just opened their room door.

"Hey, took you long enough to arrive in our floor. Thought you were taking the elevator something?", was his greeting.

Dear Angel, you are a very intelligent girl who managed to pass all of your English, Grammar and Communication classes. 

YOU CAN REPLY TO THIS.

"Uh, yeah. But I remembered that I need to, uh, reach my quota of 7,000 steps a day so I decided to take the stairs. Ya know. Exercise, healthy living and all that. ", I lied.

"Didn't know you're a health freak. That sandwich your eating though is contradicting to the healthy image you are trying to pursue.", he replied.

"I know. I know. I actually like eating fast food and a wide number of unhealthy stuff. I just decided that exercise is important so I'm setting a goal every day to force myself to move because let's face it. I need it. Haha.", I explained.

Heads up. If ever I didn't manage to mention it earlier. I would like to inform all of you that I'm not sexy and skinny as what most of us girls would want to be. I'm not that big either although I'm on my way to being one. I'm what people commonly refer to as "chubby" but most of my family and friends are trying to emphasize that I'm not fat just big boned like Leona Lewis.

Even if they are consoling me that I have all the right curves that I need, there are still times that I wish I had a VS Angel's body because to be honest, that is society's idea of beautiful. So I think y'all can't fault me if I'm having weight and self-esteem issues like the rest of you girls out there.

"Nope. I think you got a body that perfectly suits you. Can't imagine you all skinny like the models we always see nor too sexy like VS angels. Voluptuous is perfect for you.", he said this in a matter-of-fact kind of way.

One sentence.

Just one freaking sentence and now, my day is perfect.

DHEIMN. 

How do I even reply to that? I think my brain cells just got fried.

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Hey gguys, I hope you're still reading this. SOrry because it took me a very long time to update and the posted story is very short.

anyways, I got a new job and I finally adjusted to it and my new officemates/friends so I'm back to being the old me- the writer.  

Hope you guys still like this even if its a short one. :)

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