Blackest Hearts

Rejection

the man walked into his office like usual, in his usual suit and his usual smile. though this time something was off, his father was now dying and he had no way of stopping it. of all the things the old man could do he chose to play the Oiji board and call upon a demon. he sighed, he had gotten no sleep what so ever and had decided not to shave and clean himself up more. he passed Janice and waved but she was to busy with a phone call. he smiled sadly, Janice was a nice kind woman, he liked having her as his secretary. he walked into his office and set his satchel on the table before putting his head on the table and wrapping his arms around it. he was so tired, so frustrated, so upset that he hardly heard someone come in before they were talking.

"you look like Shit."

he looked up to see his co worker, secret crush and rival; Hannah Montana, at least that's what he called her. that wasn't really her name like his name really wasn't John Cenna. her real name was Isabel Wright, he didn't know how or when he started calling her Hannah Montana which was ironic for she looked nothing like the old TV and Pop star. she had rich black hair that was short in a bob, with a slight summer tan and fierce green eyes. she was the only person in the entire building that he would allow to make fun of him, she kept him on his toes which made him feel alive which was part of the reason he liked her so much. her perfect eyebrow was raised as if she actually didn't care how he looked. he sent her a playful glare and sighed.

"Well if it isn't Hannah Montana, what can i do for you?" he mocked sitting back.

"There are a lot of things you could do, for one; get rid of the growing mustache, you look like a mariachi player. two get a new job away from here so that i can get the position i want, and three get some coffee or something you look like you are getting ready to join the Walking Dead." she replied with a sigh.

"Man, there goes my weekend. i've been working on singing in Spanish and i thought my Mustache would real in the ladies, too bad, so sad." he replied.

"Whatever, boss wants us downstairs for a meeting ASAP." she turned on her heel and marched out of his office.

he sighed and got up, not really wanting to go to another dull meeting, at least he was off tomorrow. he had explained to his boss that his father was going through an illness and asked for a vacation day to help his father out. his boss agreed, he was ready to leave already. he walked into the glass room where the long table and chairs along the sides were. people, co-workers, were already there and nodded in greeting as he walked by. he found a seat next to Isabel, which she gave an annoyed sigh and rolled her eyes. he smiled teasingly and braced himself for the four hour long meeting of improving the company to it's best and party planning for the upcoming party.

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the plan Jenna, Cole and Charlie had created was going perfectly until they made it into his father's work. Jenna was dressed to impress teenage boys like she often did, they walked into the main lobby and he couldn't help but gasp at it's elegance. it smelled nicer, it looked cleaner and the people were so much more classy than the Ravenwell's institute.  they approached the front desk, where a man sat typing away at his computer. he looked up to them and smiled, his eyes wandering quickly over Jenna's body.

"Hi we're here to see Mr. Jimmy Garcia." she said with a playful smile.

"Of course, take the elevator to the  5th floor."the man answered politely.

she nodded in thanks and led the boys to the elevator. they were both very careful not to run into anyone, once they were safely in the elevator and alone both boys took off the glamor and they acended up to the fifth floor, the door dinged and they stopped.

Charlie led the way out and a woman looked up from her computer at her desk, question in her eyes. she smiled poitly and tried to ignore Jenna's clothing as much as possible.

"hello, can i help you with anything?" the lady asked, confused at why three teenagers were standing in front of her.

"We're looking for Mr. Jimmy Garcia." Charlie stated.

"I am sorry, Mr. Garcia is in a very important business meeting. you'll have to schedule a time to meet with him." the woman replied.

"would tomorrow work?" Cole asked.

"I am afraid Mr. Garcia will be out tomorrow. he has a free spot Saturday if you would like to meet with him there. he is only here half the day but he will be welcome to any walk ins." she replied.

"Alright, thank you." Charlie said nodding and walking away from the desk.

his two friends followed quickly behind him. Jenna was clearly upset.

"We should have ordered to see him." she muttered.

"No, i don't want to cause any problems. we'll come back Saturday, it's fine. let's just go." he answered trying to hide his relief.

he secretly wasn't ready to meet his father, what would he say. most of all he was scared of what his father might do, what his reaction would be if he found out that Charlie was his long lost son that wasn't dead.