Sparks Fly : A Harry Osborn Love Story Book Three Of Marvel Series

Chapter Four: New Start?

I killed him.

I couldn't sleep all night because of the horrifying image that I couldn't get out of my head. The image of Max Dillon, my guardian dead on the ground surrounded by fish created by my blood. So it's fair enough to say that I was the killer here.

I gotten up today to get ready for my first day at work . I really don't feel like going to work today after the event that happened yesterday. But I have to and make my best impression for work .

My sun dress that was blue might make a good impression on the boss. I heard that it makes people calm, and that might be something that JJ Jameson might need right now. Of course I also had to braid back my blue highlights for no suspecion. I used some shades of blue around my eyes to make them pop out for the new day.

I had rushed to make myself breakfest as he didn't exactly explain when I was sopposed to be there. He never really explained anything. I am just winging it here. But perhaps a bowl of ceral will settle my stoumach until lunch or god knows when.

But this is going to be the start of something new for sure.

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The building was large and huge, almost impossible to even discover which floor to even go to. The building has several companies renting it so only ten on the fourteen floors is the Daily Bugle. The other three floors are smaller companys that I havent even heard of.

I had to report at a desk with a elderly man who was rather cranky to even see a young woman. He had stared at me through his glasses before even speaking a word at me.

"No good bitch, What do you want?" He whinned .

"I am Lynnsey Dillon-" I began but the man had interupted me.

"Yea, yea yea here you go tenth floor. JJ Jameson's been waiting for you for two hours already" He mumbled.

I am late? Shit , I am going to be so screwed when I get up there. But hopefully he can understand, or maybe not...

He had written down my name on a paper and handed me a name tag with my name on it. It was a sticker so I had placed it on just below my shoulders. I had given a nod to the grumpy man before leaving the entrence to reach the head office.

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The office was rather huge if I must say myself. It was crowded with people busily typing on the computers . But at the end of the room was a man who was in a glass room alone. I can only assume that that was my boss.

He had seen me too as he had placed his muddy feet on the desk pointing at me muttering something. I couldnt hear what he was saying because of the glass. The seceratry next to the employeers desk had looked up to me and squinted her eyes at the name tag and perched her lips.

"Mr. Jameson has been waiting for you" She muttered standing up and opening the door for me. It was nice of her to do that, but it felt as if she was sending me to my execution by the dull look on her face.

She had closed the door and I was alone with the Devil.

Mr. Jameson had stood up and smiled at me cockily " Well look at that someone's late! Your fired!"

Woah that was short. I can't believe that he would just easily fire me like that. Either that or it was a joke that he was playing with me. Hopefully the second one. I can't afford being broke right now, even though I am going to get a milion dollars every six months for holding a stupid key.