The first week went by really well. My work was usually done early before six, so I was able to get ahead in looking at the other manuscripts in advance. Every person I’ve met so far is kind and busy with work. No one lags behind. I admire the way Diana and her sister picked up the publishing office. Everything is in excellent shape. It’s safe to say everyone loves working here.
I was able to come home early enough to have dinner with Haven and Dad. I could help with her homework everyday, insteading of just being there on the weekends. Being able to help her more is the benefit of this new job.
There’s a Karaoke Night this Saturday, and Nick thought it would be a good time to “really meet everyone without all the formalities.” I was going to pass by taking Haven to the movies but Dad insisted on my going. Get out, meet new people! Have a good time, you need it, he said. In other words, get the experience you didn't’ have at Marcel’s.
I went to the karaoke bar after dinner, finding only a few people working and one other person standing in the center of the building. There was a young woman on the phone, pacing back and forth. She was small in height, but the way she walked showed she had spunk. “Usually I’m the late one, where is everyone? What do you mean you moved it to my house? No, I wasn’t aware!” She turned around, looking rather annoyed. “Okay, fine. I’ll see and then come over. You better bring the drinks then. Fine. Bye.”
She went over to the bar owners and explained what happened. She turned to leave but she walked towards me. “Hey, are you the new guy at the publishing house?” She had bright green eyes, warm smile, dark brown hair that faded at the tips.
“Yes, I am. I haven’t seen you there. I’m Evan.” I held out my hand.
She shook my hand in return. “Oh, I don’t work there. Most of my friends work there. I’m Amanda. So karaoke night got moved to my place, without my knowledge.” She laughed sarcastically. “I’m heading over there now. Do you need a ride?”
I shook my head. “No, I drove here. I can follow from behind if needed.”
She nodded and said, “yeah, that’s alright. Now let's go before they all get there and make a mess.”

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Falling for Diana Clarisse
Ficción GeneralEvan Todd Lawson was supposed to grow up and join the Summer Olympics for swimming,but things didn't go the way as planned. Now he's working two jobs, living with his six year old daughter in his dad's house, and planning to write a novel. What else...