50 Shades of Gray Eyes

Ms. Haller will see you now

Megan Miller's POV

I woke up at 9:40 and realized that I had slept through my alarm clock. I quickly jumped out of bed rushing into my closet.

I pulled out a button up shirt and a pair of black jeans. I put on a pair of converse to walk in and threw a pair of heels in my bag.

I ran into the kitchen to see my roommate Olivia making eggs and bacon and acting casual meanwhile I was furious that she hadn't woken me up.

"Olivia you knew I had a really important interview today and I know that you could hear my alarm clock go off since your room is right next to mine!" I said getting frustrated.

"I'm sorry, and I actually just woke up so I didn't hear your alarm. Also unbutton the top of your shirt." She said coming over and making my whole appearance look a little more "scandalous" as she would say.

I sat down at the table shaking my head and re-buttoning my shirt before realizing I didn't have any time to eat. I grabbed whatever else I needed before rushing out the door and down the hallway to the elevator. There was sign that said the elevator was broken and wouldn't be fixed until Friday. It was Monday.

I sighed throwing my hands up in defeat. I banged my head against the elevator door and then I realized that I looked like an idiot. I pulled my self together and rushed over to the stairs and practically flew down them.

I got to the bottom out of breath but having just enough time to stop and get coffee and then spend my extra money on a cab. I went over a street to a Starbucks and ordered a regular coffee. I walked out after paying and hailed a taxi and gave them the address of the building.

I payed for the taxi and got inside. I put on the uncomfortable pair of heels and walked up to the front the desk.

"Hi I have an appointment for Megan. I'm meeting with Emily Haller." I said to the Man at the desk and I could tell that he was stuck up.

He looked me up and down before nodding and taking me to the elevator and up to the top floor. The 13th floor, the top floor, was much more extravagant than the main floor. A lot of the items were silver and had an expensive look to them.

He led me to a pair of double doors that were at the end of a long-ish hallway.

"Now when you get in here you will only call her by Ms. Haller and nothing else. You will take a seat on the white chair in from of the glass desk. She tends to looks out over the city from the Windows in her office. If she is doing this you do not bother her. Just wait till she turns around and starts taking to you. My names is Luke and it didn't take me anytime to work here but that's also because Ms. Haller mostly hires males." Luke left after speaking.

I faced the double doors and pulled them open. And just as Luke had said she was staring out the windows. I looked for the white chair in front of the desk but there were two desk both having white chairs. I chose the one closes to Ms. Haller and took a seat.

"New York City is so pretty during the day and even prettier at night." She said.

"Umm, yeah I guess. I haven't really be able to experience it much since I just moved here. " I replied uneasily. I was dumbstruck at the monotone voice and how she wasn't facing me.

"Having windows in an office that cover an entire wall makes you really see the city for what it is. I can see everyone that comes through the building. I can see everyone leaving. I see the same people go to the little coffee shop on the corner and I see everyone else go to the huge Starbucks a street away.

And if people would try to experience the city a little more than they would realize that the little coffee shop in the corner makes better coffee than Starbucks ever could. I guessing your in the same situation, Ms. Miller. Before you moved here I'm guessing they had a Starbucks where you lived. And I'm guessing you got accustomed to going there.

So when you moved here you went to the same coffee place and got exactly what you got in your little city of Pittsburgh, a black coffee. All because you won't try something new. But if you won't try something new than how did you end up here, in New York City at my building and now in my office." She finished still not turning to look at me.

I looked down at the black coffee in my hands. I was tempted to run out of the office but I stood my guard. I went in my bag and took out all of my stuff to give to her. I set it neatly on her desk and before I even had the chance to remove my hands off the desk my wrist were held down.

I looked up to be meet with a pair of gray eyes staring deep into mind.  I shook my wrist out of her hands and returned them to my lap. I looked down and at the same time I headed the sound of her siting in the chair behind her desk.

I got my shit together and looked up at her. She was just a person right? But then why was I feeling this way. Why was my heart beating so fast? Why was I so nervous? Why did I feel like I wanted to run out of there?

"Okay well let's start the interview then." I said to her taking some other papers out of my bag.

"So Ms. Miller, how long have you wanted to work in writing?" She said as the normal interview questions started. I got the normal question like any other person getting interviews would be asked.

It was going as normal until it changed a little. Ms. Haller came and sat in the empty chair next to me and turned her body so we could have direct eye contact.

"So what is your opinion on sex?"