Just Friends(on Hold)

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I looked out the lightly misted bus window. My amartment was small but me dreams were giant. And now my newly 19 year old self was going to my first internship!

I hope its not an old hag who complains about their husband and has 1292837383 cats. I hate those old ladies.

I want to work with someone serious about museums and art galleries. They fascinate me. Statues made in the roman times and art made by picasso and others really catch my eye.

A little girl runs down the bus isle, a small teddy bear in her hand and someone's backpack in the other.

"Baby! Come back!" A woman with a sleeping baby tied to her back chased after the baby, who giggled and ran in circles.

Finally the woman grabs her child and gives her a light spank. Taking aggressively in Ukrainian.

I pull the cord at the top of the bus to tell the driver this is my stop. "Go on mami." The middle aged man purred with a heavy mexican accent.

I grab my backpack and small luggage, lift myself off of the warm seat and outside into the cold, winter air.

I look at the amazingly ginormus museum. 

The loud humm of the buss sarting again made me flinch. I hated that sound.

I attempt to look elegant as i walk towards the big doors. But what really happens is my hair flies up in all directions.

I open the door and i am greated by the questioning eyes of the museum goers, who looked at the art with the same burning passion i had.

I went to a tall man and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned towards me.

He had icy blue eyes, fair skin and dark brown hair which was slicked back.

"Hmm?" He hummed. I looked at his nametag, 'Sean'.

"Hi Sean. Do you happen to know where Mr. McLaughlin is? Im his new intern and I want to get settled in if he doesnt mind." I huff and blow a strand of hair out of my eyes.

"Yikes!" He shrieked, his eyes widening.

"Mrs,  I'm Mr. McLaughlin. And I seriously need to tidy you up!" Mr.Mclaughlin immediately began to attempt to tame my hair. His voice had a thick irish accent.

"Well you can live here or at a hoteI mean, i wouldnt want to be here after dark." Mr.Mclaughlin shruggs and i shiver.

Statues would be creepy in the dark.

"Oh okay." I mutter and put my hands behind my back, fiddling with the bottom of my shirt.

"Well, you can put your stuff in the staff room and ill show you around, okay?"Mr.Mclaughlin spoke in a low tone.

"Okay." I walk over to the hallway Sean had pointed me towards, suspecting the offices of other employees.

Nothing.

The offices were empty.

I look through the windows of all the offices.

"Mrs.Williams."

"Mr.Hesslebart."

"Mrs.Crow."

"Mrs. Harris."

"Mr. Cox. "

Empty ,Empty, Empty

"Hey, i thought you were going into the staff room?" A booming voice echos through the empty hall.

I trip over my own feet in fright,  falling onto my butt, scooting away.

"Hey! You okay?" Mr. McLaughlin walks over in small strides to help me up.

Holding out his hand i shakily take it, letting him forcefully pull me up. My chest hitting his.

"Here, I'll just take your stuff in. Wait out here." Mr.McLaughlin gives me a toothy smile and wheels my small luggage in, coming out after a minute to take my backback.

"Where do you want me to show you first?" Mr.McLaughlin said professionally, reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out very small specticals.

"I..I'd like to see the art gallery." I dig into my coat pocket and pull out some prescription glasses with white temples.

"Okay! Here, follow me." Mr.McLaughlin flashes another toothy smile, walking towards a wide hallway.

Today was gonna be a long day

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