Not My Prince Charming

CHAPTER 3

First of all, this chapter is unedited. Sorry for taking so long, I was waiting for Mari to edit, but It's hard for her right now. Also, I know there must be a lot of grammar errors but we will edit it later when Mari has the chance. We hope you enjoy this chapter :)

And, last but not least, alexandrsalazar thanks for the cover, it's amazing!

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What's that sound? It's so annoying! I just want to sleep.

"Claire, turn that off already, would you?!?"

Ohh right, it's my ringtone. But, who's calling me so early in the morning?

"Hello?"

"Hi, Clay Clay, sorry to call you this early, but I needed to hear my little sis' voice"

"Hey, Ed. I'm not your little sister you moron, we're twins"

"Whatever makes you sleep at night sis"

"Ed, what's wrong? Why'd you call me this early?"

"It's nothing. I think is a twin thing, I just miss you Clay Clay"

"I miss you too Ed, but I really want to sleep right now. And, also I have to go to work in like... thirty minutes?! Shit, I'm going to be late on my first day. Got to go, I'll call you later, love ya. Bye"

I hung up the phone and started running to get dressed as fast as I could. I cannot be late on my first day, especially when Grace will be watching my every move.

When I was ready, I had fifteen minutes left. I'm wearing a button up light pink shirt with a gray skirt, and black pumps. My make-up is light and I put my hair in a bun. All very office working like person. Thanks god I'm on time. Natalie is still asleep, I think she has classes at noon or something. The room's a mess, it looks as if someone ransacked it, by that someone I mean, me. I went downstairs and into the street. Good thing I'll be working near the dorm, so I can just walk to get there. It's a five minute walk. And, since I have fifteen minutes, I went to buy a coffee in the nearest Starbucks, just next to the building.

The Starbucks is really homie. There are several brown sofas on the left side of the shop, I could also see tables with stools near them. On the right side, there were two shelves, one holding up the cups and the coolers and the other one, the bags of coffee to take home. There were some people on their computers, others reading the newspaper, and others just enjoying their coffee while talking. I went towards the cashier at the end of the store to order my coffee.

"Good morning what would you like?"

"Can I have a tall skinny caramel macciato with cream please?"

"Sure thing, it'll be 3.50 pounds" I gave her the money, and waited for my coffee to be ready, which was in no time. Then, I left the store.

I walked all the way to the building. It wasn't that tall, like 20 floors or something like that. It was all made of glass. The entrance was simple, but it had style. It has two glass doors and the handle was silver. On top of it was the name of the company. Cross Productions. All written in cursive golden letters. Right next to the entrance, there was a tall man wearing a black suit. He's a little scary. He's bald, and very muscular. Maybe he's a bodyguard, he definitely looks like one. He even has the aviator sunglasses on.