Inspiration For HIRE

IFH Chapter 1

My eyes twitched and so did my fingers.

The screen reflected in my glasses and so did the frown on my face.

"I NEED inspiration. NOW." I slammed my hand on the table and stood up, hitting my waist on the corner of the table in the process.

"Ugh, fucking hell, fuck you, you son of a demon, who the fuck put you there!?" I gritted my teeth and let out more string of curse words, cursing the life out of the table.

"Argh! You know what, fuck you, I don't need your shit right now table!" I quickly grabbed my knapsack from the chair and pushed the chair away, letting out another cuss word and quickly opened the door of my flat and closed it, loud, as I got out.

"Be quiet!"

"Fuck you! I'm having a bad day! I don't need your shit right now grandma!" I stomped to the elevator and pressed the down button and stomped my foot as I waited for the elevator doors to open.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, faster, you son of a-" I kept stomping my foot angrily in front of the elevator and finally it arrived, I quickly got in and pressed the ground floor button really quick.

I leaned on the wall and sighed, massaging my temple slightly.

Fucking hell...I thought, If this goes on, I'm gonna be so fucking late...

Just as the doors were gonna close, a hand suddenly popped out of nowhere and opened it, an eyebrow rose.

"Oh, thank God! I barely made it..." A panting male welcomed itself in my sight and my eye twitched and I quickly hang my head low, letting my bangs fall to my face.

Just fucking great...

"Oh! Hello there neighbor!" My eye twitched again. "Good morning!"

"Hello...Eugene...what great timing."

"I know right!? I barely made it! Fast reflexes I guess hahaha."

I rolled my eyes, can't he understand sarcasm when he hears one?

"You're in a rush this morning Chris!" He grinned and patted my back, hard. I staggered forward and my glasses slid off to my nose, my eye twitched again. I composed myself and tugged at my blazer.

"Don't call me by my first name...we're not even fucking close..." I muttered.

"Huh? Did you say something Chris?" He asked, smiling.

"I said, yes, I'm in a rush. Now please, do NOT disturb me right now."

"Same old Chris, you haven't changed since we were 12. You know, do you remember that time when we-" I rolled my eyes, oh God, whoever's up there, kill me now...

Somehow the Gods/God above me answered in a rather different but not really disappointing way and the sound of elevator doors sliding open seems like a miracle and the sound of the ring sounds like Angels opening up the gates of heaven for me. I didn't wait even a second before I rushed out of the elevator, leaving HIM, in there, that guy is the spawn of Satan himself, do not be fooled.

"Hey-! Chris! You dropped your I.D!" I stopped dead in my tracks and quickly did a 360 turn and stomped off towards him, he had my I.D in his hand and he was holding it up in front of him, with a GRIN on his face.

"Eugene...give me my I.D." I commanded as I stood up in front of him, back straight as hell, chest out, eye twitching, hand out.

"I'm gonna be late you know...now give me my damn I.D!" I gritted my teeth.

"Nah, ah, ah~" My eyes slightly widen an inch as he held it above his head. He is the spawn of Satan...

"You damn big foot! Give me my I.D!" I shouted as I started jumping and reaching for my I.D.

"Get it yourself munchkin." He grinned, his laughing eyes looking down at me.

"You unfair son of a- YOU'RE 6 FOOT FUCKING TALL! I'm fucking 5'4, you unfair mother fucker-" He slightly lowered the I.D just in front of his lips.

I quickly took the opportunity and kicked his knee, he let out a groan of pain and his arm lowered and I quickly grabbed my I.D

"SUCK ON THAT BITCH HAHAHAHA!" I quickly did my victory dance before running out of the building.

3rd P.O.V

He smiled as he kneeled on the floor and watched the girl he loves run out the building like a lunatic.

"Hey Eugene, what you lookin' at?" The guy named Eugene smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing Carter..." He stood up and brushed off dust from his jacket.

"So, I'm betting it's Chris." Eugene laughed.

"You know me so well Cart."

"Stop calling me a cart 'Eugene'." He snickered.

"Only Chris is allowed to call me Eugene, Cart."

"You call me Cart, so I'll call you Eugene, Eugene."

"It's Flynn, now let's go Carter, we're also gonna be late if you keep this up."

Carter rolled his eyes and jokingly punched Eugene on the shoulder before slinging an arm over it, "Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's go." Eugene chuckled, "Yeah, let's go mate."

TBC...

A/N: This is not my first story and probably not the last, I'm an unexperienced writer so bear with me please and I'll accept any ideas from you guys, that's why it's inspiration for hire. English is not my main language, so, grammar mistakes, everywhere.