✘Grey Is The New Colour✘

Chapter 11°

The more my legs carried me into C-plus, the more I realized that I might have just been a fool for following Mr.Burgundy-- yep. That's what I decided to call him, till I learnt his real name. I couldn't come up with something better when my eyes fell on his hair-- Things didn't add up. And as I followed closely behind him, I got more curious and suspicious. Why would he order 3000 pieces of bread and doughnuts? Then later demand to see me. No doubt. The real aim was me coming here...and he must have figured out that, I won't willingly come or something or someone would stop me. So they made up this excuse.

Or...this order came up and it was the perfect opportunity to get me here.

It was just my theory though. There was no real proof yet.

I knew I should have prepared myself for whatever I would see, after stepping through the linking gate that lead us into C-plus.

I mean I did...I prepared my fists and tamed my quick legs, just in case.

But I didn't prepare for this.

He led me way up to the last floor and when we stepped out of the elevator, the serenity amd calmness of this place spoke for itself. Like that part of Holland inc. that was restricted, this place shared a similar feeling. But was more detailed and furnished. White lights guided our paths, with just a few partitioned workspace and workers in sight.

Unlike downstairs that trobbed with cackling heels and people running here and there... In preparation for the grand opening... I think?

The more I walked the less people I saw, until there was no person in sight. I had nothing else to do but look at his walking figure, in his black suit, complementing his whole 'I.am.a.jerk.worship.me' aura. He was tall, and I had to crane my neck to take in his full height.

We rounded a corner just to see a conference room ahead. Unlike other conference rooms I knew, this one had brown wooden sliding doors. Instead of the normal transparent glass doors.

He walked in. While I stood still right after I slid the door closed, with a little thud. It kind of slipped off in my hand, so I lost control at the end, and it closed on his own accord.

The sound of the closed door, made heads bop in my direction.

Not just heads.

The most beautiful heads I have ever seen.

Each of them had either a smiling smirk, or wide grin spread on thier faces. I didn't fail to notice the common look they all shared: like they've been waiting for a decade for me to show up. I tried not to think too much about the amount of wierd happenings, particularly happening to me lately. First, I get that note, got kidnapped by some crazy white haired tech guy, walked through a crazy wall,  transported into the future, got on a stupid 'fail' (what I would like to call the date i had with that Dwight) now this.

Four of the most gorgeous guys I have seen in my whole life, sat in front of me-- including the guy that walked in just now-- who was also the youngest looking of them all. The rest of them looked more matured, masculine and hot. I couldn't deny that fact. Judging from their faces I could tell they were either in their late teen years or early twenties-- Thier faces were a mix of young age and freaking puberty hitting fast!

I had to refrain myself from gawking, and put on my always a bitch mode. You can never trust gorgeous guys-- I learnt that from Dwight.

"Finally" the guy with the noticeable blue eyes grinned, and the rest just mirrored his expression.

"G, come over here" Gundy called me over. Yh. I shortened my nickname for him. Burgundy is just too long, c'mon. And since he was so bent on calling me a letter, why not call him something to.