I can never seem to find my glasses in this mess of a table, and knowing its my first day at this new job just added to my stress.
"Ms. Edwards (A:N: She isnt related to Perrie), your glasses are on your head." one of my co-workers who I had yet to put a name on whisper yelled.
Typical, I embarresed not only myself but my pride as well. i guess you could call me the new intern that everybody who were considering themselves to professionally better than have a laugh at.
With that I headed towards the copy room, which was indeed empty to my satisfaction. I organized - well reorganized alll the sheets in the folders to keep time going.
"Ms. Edwards do you think you can meet me at my office?" i looked up and gasped.
Damn, it was none other than our boss - Mr. Jeebs, Even his name being thought in my head was giving me the heebie jeebies.
"Of course sir." I was obviously flustered, the man never comes out if his office.
As I followed him I started to repeat a mantra taught to me by the one and only Millie from Team Umizoomi.
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" So you basically did that for your job. I'm so sorry sweetie." Katie checked me from head to toe to see if I was ok. And to be honest, I really wasn't.
" Well Katie I guess you could do nothing about it. Let's just go to some stores, I really need some new furniture ." I tried giving her a smile, but it turned into a straight line. I was broken, and violated.
I don't even know how I got myself in this position. All I remember is how I blamed myself for everything that was happening to me.
"Stop beating yourself up about it."
That by far is the worst advice she has given me.
" It? Really Katie? I can't even sleep anymore because of him and that is what you tell me?" I scoffed, tears threatening to spill. I cried too much this past month because of it, I don't have the energy to even deal with one in public. So I ran.
I probably looked like a mad woman, but in all honesty I could care less. These people have regular lives, average days and devoted and loving partners to guide them through life. Me, well that changed about a month ago when my boss took me and claimed me as his.
That sounded a bit pathetic because of how cliché it is, but can you control life?
I guess you could call me soft spoken and quiet. Not only was it because of the incident but how ashamed I am to myself.
As I ran, I bumped into someone. Well some man to be exact. And he also had a mug of coffee in his hands, which was spilt all over my blouse.
"Watch where the hell you walk." The man with the captivating green eyes practically grumbled. I instantly felt embarrassed. I walked away so I didn't have to deal with him, and also the fact that I'm absolutely mortified of people have some sort of authority.
Seconds later someone's jacket was over my shoulders. I gasped and looked to side of me. Jesus, my heart was beating so fast it could explode in my chest any moment from now. But it turned out to be none other than Mr. Grumble.
"Your polka dotted bra is showing." he whispered. I looked down at my shirt and noticed that you can see everything.
See Mamie this is why the incident happened. I look like a whore.
"No you don't." He mumbled. My cheeks redden from embarrassment. "Where is your stop."
" Um, Gilmore and 22nd." I mumbled, I was yet to recover from my incident so my voice just had to be like this, yay (note the sarcasm).
"Me too." He said. As we walked to our destination we made no talk what so ever. I guess he finally realized that talking to a freak like me shouldn't be legal.
"Well here we are, so good bye." He took his jacket and went inside a building, a publishing building to be exact.
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(A:N ; Well there you have it guys the crappiest first chapter ever know to man. But I promise this was like just the intro. And I was leaning towards the non cliché type of thing if you get what I mean. Like I wanted him to be a bad boy but have some sort of connection with her besides they're personalities. But I guess you'll find out later what they're common interests are. But until chAppie 2.
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-Llama )
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Fanfic“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” - Martin Luther King Jr.