I'm Running Away From My Family...But I'm Ran Into This Guy Instead.

Project:Runaway 4-they finally meet!

Kurt and Sheyna meets! This is it...will Kurt recognize her? You know, from chapter 1? When they saw each other for the first time?

Tell me what you think okay? Hope you'll love it!

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Sheyna's POV

Waking up at the sound of my cell phone's alarm (Hoobastank's Running Away), laying down on a very soft bed, and opening your eyes just to see you're not in your room is the best feeling ever. I don't know why but that's what I feel.

Today's my first day of work. The old man whose name I've forgotten had told me everything my soon-to-be boss is gonna need...except my boss's name. Which was kinda odd.

People told me I'm gonna have a lot of trouble cooperating with him...seeing that he's fired one personal assistant every week.

I also read his file...which still has no name. Carmela was surprised when I didn't know whose house was this and even though I begged her to tell me, she refused, telling me that I'll be surprised when I see my boss. (She even told me that I had a british accent, which was weird since I think I don't have...the only one British in our family is my great grandpa.)

The staff of the household seemed to like me, little did they know I was on the run from my own family and I'm an Adamon.

After getting ready for my first day of work and everything, I went to the mansion again and rang the bell. The old man greeted me at the gate.

"Come in."

"Thank you."

"I'll show you to your room." WHAT?

"Um...excuse me? My room?"

"Yes. Your room. The sire's assistant must live at the mansion to be closer to the boss if ever he needs some work to be done."

"Oh. Okay."

The old guy led me in then after a few twists and turns, he stopped in front of a room.

"This is your room. You can start moving your things today and if you ever need any help, don't be afraid to ask."

"Oh, it's alright! I could handle them." I smiled and he gestured for me to get in.

"Check the room if it's your liking, tell me if anything's wrong. All the stuff in that room are yours. The master's bedroom is just in front of your room and his office is just beside, over there." He pointed at the other door beside the master's bedroom. "Your work starts today. Sir will be coming home at nearly an hour from his flight."

"Okay. Thanks."

"Feel at home, Miss." He smiled then left. I got in the room and damn! It's bigger than my room back at our mansion. I ran to the closet and it was also big with different clothes, dresses, and everything else. I sat on the bed. I could live here forever!

After admiring every inch of the room, I moved all my stuff from the apartment to my new room. Everything fitted correctly.

I was at the terrace just outside my room when there was a screech of car wheels. I saw the black limo and a guy stepping out. I couldn't see his face clearly because he's too far away. But I got a feeling that I know him...

I went downstairs to the kitchen and drank some water. "The master's here Sheyna! I'm sure you'll be surprised when you see him. Such a wonderful man he is...but as people say, no one's perfect." Carmela smiled and went out of the kitchen.

I heard a guy voice just outside the kitchen.

"Hey, is the assistant here?" It said.

"Yes sir." The old guy's voice said.

"She's in the kitchen, sir." Carmela said

"I told you Arnold, I don't need any assistant. Can't you just disobey Dad for a second?" The guy voice said

"Orders are orders."

The kitchen door opened. My boss's eyes were scanning the kitchen and in a few seconds, his gaze will drop on me.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

KURT FREAKING ARJAKE TANT! He's as hot as ever! Without the stupid disguises? He did look superbly attractively hot! Black hair, wearing a tux, light brown eyes...who wouldn't want him? Not to mention his perfect appeal and body...

Okay, enough day dreaming.

My mind turned to instinct mode and I quickly held the pitcher of water to cover my face. As soon as I did it, I regretted it. I must've looked stupid!

"Uh...hi.?" I muttered

"Hey. What's up with the pitcher?" Kurt asked

I quickly put it down and he studied my face with a frown.

"There was...something...never mind." I smiled to him nervously. PLEASE DON'T MAKE HIM RECOGNIZE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

After kicking him in the Mall, I'll definitely get a great payback...

"I...I'm Sheela Grey, sir. The new personal assistant." I stuttered

"Sheela Grey...have I seen you before?"

"No, sir. I believe not yet."

"O-kay, enough calling me sir. Call me by my name. We'll be close for only a week so better get the best of it. But if I like you, I won't fire you. And I got a feeling I will..." His voice trailed off as he looked at me again. "Anyway Sheela...are you British? Because you got that accent." He asked

My brain was blocked...and the words just came out of my freaking stupid mouth "Yes, I am." With more fake British accent. DAMN ME! So every time I'll talk to him, I'd need my freaking fake British Accent! I'm such a dumb woman.

"Anyway, I got work to do, so. Just meet me up in my room when you're done...doing whatever it is you're doing." He left and I sighed in relief...

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Kurt's POV

She's smoking. And I am definitely sure I've seen that face before...but...I can't remember. She reminds me of Sheyna Adamon...the girl who beat me up for a pair of gloves.

I smirked at the thought.

They're both hot...maybe I'll let her stay for a few weeks? Or a month? That depends though...

Still, I got a feeling that we'll have a great time together.