Sweet Creature - H.S

Chapter 3

My 6am alarm the next morning is what woke me up from my slumber. The racing of my heart and sweaty body due to anxiety broke my sleep multiple times throughout the night so I was feeling not at all fresh this morning. I turn off my alarm and get up almost immediately. My nerves don't want me to be at peace and I'd rather have a head start to the day.

I enter my bathroom and turn on the shower. Once it's hot enough I step into it and let it wash over me. Drowning out my nerves.

I lather my vanilla shampoo into my hair and then continue on with my body wash. I shave everywhere and then step out after 20 minutes.

I walk over to my steamed up mirror and let it clear as I brush my teeth. Once it does to the point where I can at least see my myself I put on moisturizer and then blow dry my hair.

By 7am I have my makeup done which is just simple and I get into my baby blue blouse with my white cigarette trousers. I then finished the outfit off with a pair of heels. I look in the mirror and make sure my hickeys from the other night are concealed as I have the top two buttons of my blouse undone.

I grab my bag and make my way out of my room. I have an 8am start for my first day but I plan on getting coffee on the way so I'll have to leave earlier. With 15 Minutes to spare, I make sure everything I need is in my bag and my phone is fully charged. I check one last time for any new emails and I make sure everything's off in my apartment.

After checking things over and over for the extra time I make my way out of my apartment and go down in the lift.

I greet the man at the desk who looks to be in his early 50's, he smiles and nods, wishing me a good day.

I walk out and the cool air hits me. March this year has been warmer than expected however the mornings are cool which I enjoy the most.

I make my way down the street, turning corners until I reach the Starbucks where I get my usual. I look at the food menu but know that it would be a waste of money because a long moment of hesitation would cause me to throw it in the bin so I'll wait till around 12 to eat like I always do.

Once my orders ready I have 5 minutes to get there but it's across from Starbucks so I'll be early which was my intention.

I leave the Starbucks and look across to Style's Suits. I slowly look up at the skyscraper and gulp nervously. I had seen pictures on Google of it but seeing it in real life it is much scarier. 

I cross the road and continue to look up above at it. I suddenly get excited at the thought of working here everyday.

I enter the tall building and look around. People in suits and dresses walk in all directions. All with an aim and looking busy.

There's multiple doors to different places and there's a line of elevators with a plate above telling the floors they go to.

I was here for my interview and went to floor 58 which is one of the floors that manages the clothing for women. I'm the assistant of the boss of this section who is one of the higher up associate here.

I walk towards the elevator that goes to my floor and stand with a few other employees. Once it arrives I get in nervously and press my floor and the others follow. 

An awkward silence follows which the sound of the elevator fills. One by one each person exits to their floor until it's just a man and me left. 

It arrives at my floor before his and I exit but not before smiling at him as he steps to the side.

The beginning of this floor has a reception desk where a pretty Auburn haired girl sits typing at it.

Black leather couches sit against the tall windows that are in places of walls.