The New Boss (h.s.)

1

I take my first drink of my steamy tea and without realizing it's temperature, I burn my tongue. I cry out in pain as I remain calm, trying not to spill it on myself. I have no time for 2rd degree burns.

I wait for the tea to cool off before drinking, still feeling the burning sensation on the tip of my tongue. I lean my head against the window glass of my small apartment, curling up on the sofa bench, and my warm wool blanket I've had since I was a kid. The rain continued to tap the outside window, creating a calming sound, my favorite sound. I look up into the cloudy morning Chicago sky, enjoying this weekend off. Returning to my relaxing state, and shutting my eyes. My head begins to slowly turn off, thinking of past happy memories that sway me to sleep. I dreamt of my mother making me pancakes every Sunday morning, with peanut butter and syrup on the table. I remember the record player playing throughout the kitchen, causing my mom to be in a way happier state. I dreamt of going to school without the truly mentally degrading studies that made you want to cry, and I dreamt of my sister. These were all of the good things I remember before everything started to go downhill.

I realize the time, slowly mentally preparing myself to get ready. I make my way to the bathroom, setting my tea on the bar table as I go. Once I arrive in the bathroom, I take a look at the disaster that was my hair. I tame my dark brown hair into a casual ponytail, thinking this will fit the work day. I straighten my baby pieces in the front and the wavy pieces in the pony. I brush my teeth, put in my contacts, and start on my makeup. I decide to only apply a wing for the eye look, seeming sophisticated and subtle. As for my outfit, I choose a gray skirt, a little too short for my body but it'll work, and a white fitted blouse. To pair with the outfit, I add black heels and a watch. All done.

I sit, dreading going to work, which is a huge company called "Holding's Enterprise." I work in my own office, editing through papers, scheduling meetings, honestly the most boring job in the world.

I grab my purse and keys, lock my door, and head out onto the Chicago sidewalks. I pass many strangers, all whom are not interested in conversation, but neither am I. I decide against walking all the miles, and call for a cab. I jump in, telling the cab driver my destination.

I walk into the office, dreading all the people I am about to see.
"Good morning, Lucy," Daniel says.

"Good morning, Daniel," I flash a smile and he begins to walk with me.

"So I was wondering, maybe we could grab some dinner tonight?" He asks, bumping his elbow into my elbow.

"You know, that sounds lovely but—," he cuts me off before I can continue.

"Ugh fine. But one of these days you'll go on a date with me," he laughs, somewhat embarrassed but not revealing it before he walks back to his cubicle. Lucky for me I don't have to sit in one of the tiny spaces, I have my own room.

I open the door to my own office, seeping down into my desktop chair, logging on to my computer. I receive several emails from my friend that works in the office, Sophie, and a few from my boss.

To: Lucy Williams
From: Sophie
Subject: new dude

GIRL GUESS WHAT, well since you haven't answered back to my last two emails, I'm just going to tell you, there's apparently this new guy coming to work for us and he's extremely attractive. Finally some action around here. He's coming tomorrow or Friday, I'm not sure which. But he better come soon, my sex life has been kinda boring recently, maybe he can liven it up?

From,
Sophie
Your main hoe

I laugh at the end of Sophie's email, knowing she's not kidding. If there's anyone a new hot guy would want, it would be Sophie. She has the perfect figure, and always flaunts it too. She has always majored in picking up guys, even in high school. It's crazy that we were best friends before and still are, AND work together. Life is crazy. I open a new draft and write back to her.

To: Sophie Richardson
From: Lucy
Subject: getcha some

Well we already know he'll want you before anyone else so you won't have to worry about any competition. Wondering if you wanna go get lunch on break? I'm starving. Oh and also Daniel asked me out for dinner. Again. Maybe you should put your charm on him so he can get his away from me. Talk later. Oh and what's the new guys name? So I can be on the lookout for your next victim.

Love,
Lucy

I sit and wait for a reply but after a few minutes I decide to read other emails. My boss states he wants some papers edited and filed, and wants me to meet him tomorrow at noon to discuss some different positions in the company. My boss is pretty attractive, he's always bulging through his arm sleeves with his muscles and being very flirtatious but Sophie and I both made a rule that we won't have any sexual relations with the boss. But, he is super fine.

I catch up on some new articles that have been sent to everyone to read and begin editing the few papers my boss gave me. As I'm in the middle of editing one, Sophie replies.

To: Lucy Williams
From: Sophie
Subject: yum

Harry Styles. See you at lunch x.

Love,
Sophie.

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First chapter, this isn't long at all just trying to get the boring intro out of the way so I can get to the good stuff ;) wink wink harry