Chapter 3: First Day

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Arthur's POV

I walked in the cool air to work. It was Friday today and everyone was in a rush to get to work. I arrived at the office and greeted our current front desk worker. I headed over to the lift and pressed the button that called the lift. I waited for the lift to approach the ground floor when I heard a giggle from behind me. I turned around to see Annabelle hugging someone goodbye. The man that she hugged left and she walked in, beaming. I gave her a smile back and she ran over to me.

"Hello Mr Charles." She said with glee.

"Hello Annabelle." I said, giving her a nod. Te lift doors opened and I walked in with her.

"Umm, do I just go with you?" She asked as she went over to press a button on the board of buttons.

"Yes, floor 20." She gave the floor 20 button a push and it lit up. The doors closed and we stood in silence as some pop music played over the speaker. She hummed along softly but stopped when she noticed me staring at her. The lift eventually stopped with a shudder and the little speaker dinged, confirming our location. The doors opened and I stepped out into an office block area. I took a left and walked until I came across my familiar office door. I pushed it open and strode into the little secretary room.

"Good day Mr Charles." Annie said as she looked up from her desk. "Do you want me to take care of Annabelle? Give her a tour?"

"No thank you, Annie." She smiled at Annabelle and we kept walking towards the door that led into my office. I walked across the room and sat down on the same plush chair. Annabelle sat down just across from me on the small interview chair and I got out a pamphlet that Annie had made up showing what me do at our newspaper company. I handed it to her and she opened it.

"What is it?"

"That is a pamphlet that tells you what you will be doing at my newspaper company."

"I'm going to sit alone in a little cubical and write up gossip?" She mocked with a smile. I sighed.

"No, you will either be an office worker or you will be a journalist."

"Do I get to chose?"

"Most people don't get to, but you're an exception."

"Oh?" She said looking confused.

"You're beautiful." I said with a smile and I grabbed her hand. I leant down to kiss her supple skin. It looked delicious. But she snatched it away before my lips reached her skin. I looked up to her, straightening up my posture.

"I have a boyfriend you know." It took me a second before I processed what she was saying. She had a boyfriend? She had a boyfriend?!

"Oh," I said without showing my surprise. "I am deeply sorry." I commented.

"It's ok." she said, accepting my apology.

"So have you made a choice on what job you want here? Journalist or Office worker?"

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