chapter 14 -Oops

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"Hey you! Kerry girl." I stopped in my tracks and roll my eyes. I could hear Jake and Miranda snicker from the lobby. Here I am late and was trying to hide from Madame but got caught red handed.
I slowly turned around...

"Y-yes?" I answered as she walked closer to me.

"Your late." She growled.

"I know." I said in an embarrassed tone.

"...and you are also fired!"

I wide my eyes out and opened my mouth in shock.

Did she just say fired?

My heart beat in my ear.

"I'm what?!" I whispered, tears welling in my eyes.

Mrs. Francis face got red as if she's ready to burst.
She did. Into a fit of laughter.

She laughed until she started to cry. Which by the way sounded so AWFUL!

I let out a long sigh of relief. I then realize she's joking.

"That's soo not cool! You gave me a fright!"

After she finished laughing and wiping her eyes, she announced that I'm going to clean the boss's office on the top floor...

Great. Just freaking great...

An hour later I stood on the elevator on my way to the top floor to Mr. Grim reaper office.

I spotted Jake chatting with some other people. I passed him and went straight for my task on hand.

Holy hill billy Christmas! Doesn't this guy clean up after himself? His office is a mess!
Literally!

His office looks like it haven't been cleaned for years.
Its so big and spacious with gold drapes at the ceiling to floor tinted glass windows. In the center sat a mahogany desk with a black apple laptop on it and papers spread all over to the floor. At the left side of the room is a black leather couch which looks like it costs about 20 years of my salary, a glass top coffee table with spilled food and coffee and an army of ants marching across it. And on the wall is a smart TV- the biggest I've ever seen. The hell is this guy? An amateur?

On the other side is a shelf. Stock with books. I walked over to the dusty shelf and inspect the books. They are mostly business nature books.
And first editions. And dusty
And in need of a catalog.
I sigh.

This is going to be a long day.

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I let out a tiring breath as I plop my ass on the leather sofa.
God its comfy!
I've cleaned and organized the whole office.I've catalog the books, stock the papers nicely, mop, dust. And I'm tired as hell. I had worked my magic on this office. I glance at the clock.
Its 3:45pm and I haven't even take a lunch break.

Exhausted, I lay myself on the couch and spread my hand out on it.

"Ouch!" I cried when I felt a prick at my side. I dug my hand in the couch and pull up a glasses.  A translucent nerd type test glasses.

Without hesitation I fit the glasses on my face.

DamnEverything looks so foggy in here. Too foggy. I took my phone from my pocket and take a selfie.

I stood up and glance on the floor. It looks like a small hole is in the middle of it. I started stepping in holes as I started to walk. This feels so weird.
Like I child, u started to jump in the holes the glasses made on the floor. I accidentally lost my footing and fell right on my face.
I gasped as I heard the loud crack the glasses made.

I stopped. Frozen in compulsion. I Stare at the glasses on the floor. The frame was broken and on of the lens fell out of place.

"Uh-oh!" Was all that escaped my lips. I sat on the floor in shock and a little pain.

I Kerry Vickander broke the boss's glasses.
Oh god! I'm in deep trouble. I'm going to loose my job. I started to pannick. I have to hide this. If I don't, he'll know that I broke it.
Oh my gosh!

I grab the glasses off the floor with shaking hands and search around the room for a hiding place where I know he won't go till a certain time.

No I can't do that. What if someone else finds it? May I could throw It in the garbage and call it a loss. No... Can't do that either.

I paced the office nervously with sweaty palms. I nervously biting into my finger nail as I start to think of a suitable solution to my mess.

Yes!! I'll put it under the sofa so he'll think that he sat on it and break it himself.
Hmmm... You clever cunt Kerry.
I smirk evilly as I neatly put the glasses under the sofa and dashed out of the office.
Whew!!!!

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