office

in the director's house

The alarm rang several times and she ignored it, until someone had the courage to go into the blonde's room and shake it.

"Minatozaki Sana, it's time to get back to work."

Sana just opened one eye and rubbed the other eye, yawning and stretched her arms. When she was already awake she looks at the person who interrupted her long sleep.

"What time is it?" She said quietly and scratched the back of her neck.

"You really did not see the time, it's nine-thirty, you're later than never. Sana, what happened to you!"

"Nine-thirty!" He shouted, "Tsk Momo," he complained.

"Momo?" Her mother asked.

"Oh, nothing, go, I'll get dressed." She ran and pushed her mother to the door until she came out and closed the door.

I sigh, banging my forehead against the door, never waking up late or being late, that's going to be late. She went to her piece of furniture to choose a fast and comfortable clothes for her, she put on a yellow long sleeve shirt and an elegant black skirt that when she turns her skirt sneaks up, and she placed some not so high black heels. It was arranged in her hair and on her face, of course she needed makeup since her face did not look good at all, she had dark circles under her eyes.

The idea of ​​Momo did not make it safe, but he had no choice but to go, no more, made perfume of cinnamon and vanilla, is his favorite as the red fruits. He kept the documents in a small wallet and left the house without firing.

Momo had ruined his schedule, if it were not for her, he would not have risen late or even been late at this hour, very near ten o'clock in the morning. She went walking, did not like much in transport, but at night she had to do it for safety and care of herself, I look at the time of her cell that marked ten right, she did not think twice and ran to the front Of a large building with a large "Samsung" logo, and entered the elevator, inside the elevator had a mirror and realized that his hair was messy and used to fix his precious pale yellow hair. When he reached the indicated floor, he opened the door to the office.

"Look who arrived," said the chestnut in his elegant dress in front of his computer.

She was wearing jeans shorts, a long-sleeved, short-sleeved shirt with black and white number 96, and red vans.

Sana sighed, apparently the headmistress was not angry.

"It's your fault I got up late," he complained.

"What thing?"

-You ignored me yesterday and took me to where you wanted-

"I'm sorry." "I really did not feel it." "You'll take the president's job today." She crossed her arms, leaning her back on the chair.

"The place of the president?" He raised an eyebrow. "Why me?" "Here we go again.

"Because Tzuyu had exams today and yesterday helped her study." He cleared his throat.

She rolled her eyes. "And how old is she?"

"Seventeen," he replied, but Sana's eyes widened.

"Seventeen?" She nodded. "I was expecting nineteen or twenty-one but not seventeen." Sigh. "Because he took the place of president?"

"You do not mind, do not get into business that is not yours." She came back in the same voice she made in the restaurant when Sana reminded herself of her parents.

"Okay, and what's my charge?" He sneezed but did not care.

"Well, as you will see, Tzuyu's duty is to attend to certain matters, and bla bla bla- Momo, you were making signs with your hands, for it was easy to explain the duties of each employee.