"Attorney!!!" Jeya screamed her lungs out as she see her boss come out of the elevator. Jeya has been waiting for Andrya's arrival for around thirty minutes already. "Attorney! My beautiful boss! Good morning," She went running towards the startled lawyer and gave her a tight hug. Andrya was shocked that she stood there frozen when Jeya, her secretary gave her a warming hug early in the morning.
"Jeya! Stop screaming," Andrya immediately scolded her. "You are hurting my eardrums. And it's early in the morning for goodness' sake," she scolded her secretary. "What's with you being clingy, huh? We're inside the office. You're supposed to treat me like your boss," she reminded her though that was just a fake reminder for the lady. They both walk towards the lady's office.
"But I just wanna say thank you for this," Jeya said pulling her to her desk and showing her the shopping bag the lady left last night.
"How did you know it's from me? Maybe you got a suitor," Andrya told to tease the lady.
"I don't believe you. Who would make a mistake hitting on me?" Jeya said pouting. She can't believe she was hearing those from her boss.
"Aigoo! I would if I'm a man. You're tall, brainy, sexy, and beautiful too. Just that your nerdiness is way too much," Andrya commented. Upon seeing the girl's fashion. She's the typical-looking nerd. She's been there and she's still called the nerd but slowly as Alexandrya grew, she learned especially she has a family that was an addict in fashion, and also she has a limited circle of friends who were into the same industry.
"Well, I can't afford luxury clothes as you do. Not now that I'm your scholar Atty," Jeya said. Jeya's a smart girl and very hardworking but unfortunately she wasn't able to get her degree and finished studying to the fact that she's almost graduating because of the financial problem of their family. Fortunately, when Jeya was assigned to become Andrya's secretary, the lawyer already felt that they would get along. Andrya sees her secretary's potential so she asked her to continue her studies and offered to pay for her tuition and even gave her monthly allowances.
"You don't need to be high-end to pull off an outfit, girl. Just flex them the way you want them to. Imma teaches you soon," Andrya answered knowing she learned from her fashion designer frenemy.
"I will look forward to that in return I will teach you some of the techniques on how to spot if he's the right man for you," Jeya recommended making the lawyer scoff.
"Are you serious? You know that I don't have a boyfriend nor a suitor. Silly!" Andrya pointed out.
"You'll soon have one," Jeya assured her boss because of how Namjoon treated her. "Because that would be your first. I might actually tell you in advance the basics of keeping a relationship and how to act so he will never leave you," Jeya winked at Andrya and her boss hits her arm. Andrya knows Jeya's history of being in a relationship and that boys' would just hit on her because of her body and brains which the little lawyer felt bad about. They used her so they can pass subjects that's what she said when she was still studying.
Andrya's a nerd too but a good nerd unlike her secretary. Both were no innocent nerds but Jeya's just more open to talking about the hooking up things and the flings and the love things and beyond because of her past experiences, unlike Andrya who has 'lil background about those but aren't as vocal as Jeya.
"But seriously thank you for this. I don't even know how to repay you anymore," Jeya cried out holding tightly on the paper bag. Andrya has been treating her like her little sister though they're just months apart but born in different years.
"You annoying bitch deserves that for working your ass off in school and work," She told her. Jeya began pouting her lips and tears started to form in the corner of her eyes. She needed it, appreciation because no one will ever tell her that aside from her boss.
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Saving Mr. Popular
FanfikceDestiny. Do you even believe in it? If I will, will I end up being happy? Or will I end up being in pain? Who knows right? Love is a risk. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. Love is a sacrifice. Yes, a great sacrifice.