The Interning Assistant

The "Truth" About My Boss

Stuart's POV

After the twins from the Shinning left Liz's office, I instantly notice her mood change. She was quiet and had a constant blush on her cheeks. It was like someone had flipped a switch turning her from a relaxed 22 year old to a workaholic 40 year old. She was like a machine going back and forth between her desk and her drawing board.

I wanted to say something, but I wasn't sure what to say. I wanted to tell her not to listen to them. That they were just jealous assholes who didn't bother to make the time to get to know her. I wanted to tell her that they had no right in saying what they did and that no one except each of them agreed with what they were saying.

I wanted to tell her that I loved working for her and would take her over the evil Olsen twins. But how do you tell your boss of two days that without her thinking you're just saying that to keep your job?

Or worse, she'll think I'm just saying that to get in her pants.

I looked up at her when that thought entered my mind. Her glasses were slowly sliding down her nose, her hair tossed to the side signaling she had been constantly running her hands through it and she was chewing on a red pen.

Anyone with eyes could see she was attractive and anyone with a brain could have one conversation with her and see how sweet she is. She didn't deserve any of the shit Eric and Kenny were saying to her. She deserved to know just how incredible she was.

I was about to open my mouth and tell her when she suddenly stood up. "I'll be right back. I'm gonna run to the bathroom."

"Okay," I cleared my throat. I bit my lip as she left the office.

I rolled my shoulders and ran my hands through my hair letting out the breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Sup, intern."

I jumped when someone roughly patted my shoulder. "Already tired of Lizzy?" Eric asked following Kenny into the office.

I clenched my fists when they moved the chairs that were in front of Liz's desk and dragged them over to mine. "Does she even like being called Lizzy?"

"Nope." Eric said, popping the p with his signature douchy smirk.

"Then why do you call her that?" I asked with no emotion.

"Cause it makes her cringe," Kenny shrugged.

"And it's funny," Eric added.

"No, it's not," I mumbled looking back at my computer. I smirked when I got an idea. "If you want to talk to Liz, you need to set a meeting with me."

They looked at me with matching glares that I returned with a knowing smirk.

"Do you want to know the truth about your beloved boss?" Kenny asked.

"Do you want to know how Liz got her job?" Eric asked, exaggerating Liz's name.

"Yeah, she had a good idea and was hired on the spot," I said, already knowing where this was going.

"No," Eric said, rolling his eyes. "She took credit for a good idea and then got the job."

"Mmmm no," I said shaking my head (GIF).

"Mmmm yes," Kenny mocked me. "We were all in the same group as interns. We were supposed to design an image for the Fourth of July. Eric and I had the idea of making the L a firework."

"Yeah and Liz is the one who figured out how to make it go off. That is why she was hired, not because of the stupid firework design."

"It was a team effort, Stuie." Eric glared.

"We should have all been awarded jobs," Kenny mumbled.

"You were hired," I said slowly.

"Yeah, but after the summer," Kenny whined.

"We had to fight for our jobs. Lizzy had hers practically handed to her." Eric said.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Okay," I sighed. "I should probably get back to work."

"You won't be here for long," Eric smirked.

"Lizzy can't hold an assistant just like she can't hold a man," Kenny snickered.

My blood boiled as they stood up and left. About two minutes after they left, Liz walked in. My breath got caught in my throat when I noticed her slightly red eyes and wet cheeks.

*****

We didn't have any issues the rest of the week with Dr. Frankenstein and his monster. Before I knew it, it was Friday and I still hadn't invited Liz to the club.

I had purposely been putting it off all week. Everyday Neha emailed me asking me if I had asked her yet. Whenever I told her no, she would call me a wimp and tell me to grow a pair and just ask her.

Liz and I were currently trying to decide on the final designs. We had chosen the other holidays this morning and only had Valentine's Day left.

"I had an idea," I said hesitantly.

"Yeah?" She asked, looking away from the board and at me. "What is it?"

"Well," I cleared my throat making her smile.

"Stuart, I'd love to hear your idea." She smiled, gently putting her hand on my bicep.

"I thought that maybe, for the Valentine's Day design, it would be kind of cool if the user could change what the valentine said. That way it could be more personal." I bit my lip, waiting for her response. She looked at her design and then thought about it for a second.

My breath got caught in my throat when she turned towards me and smiled. "I love it."

"Really?"

"Yes!" She jumped, making me laugh. "And it would be super easy to program. Stuart, that was a great idea! You really have a knack for this." She put her hand on my shoulder before walking to her desk.

"Thanks," I shrugged. "I had a good teacher."

She looked up at me and playfully rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to her computer. I went over to mine and started going through emails.

From: Neha ❤️
To: Stuart 😎

Hey! Just wanted to remind you about the club tonight! :D

Oh! Did you invite your boss? Can't wait to meet her!

I looked up at Liz who was typing away and bit my lip. "Hey Liz?" I said, making her look up at me.

"Yeah?" She asked, taking the pen out of her mouth.

"Some friends and I were going to go celebrate our first week at Google and I was wondering if you wanted to come?"

"Really?" She asked making me nod. I held my breath as she smiled. "Sure. Sounds like fun."

"Great," I said, unable to stop the smile that made its' way to my lips. I kept smiling at I started typing a response to Neha's email.

From: Stuart 😎
To: Neha ❤️

Hey, Liz is in. See you guys tonight.