I entered the elegant building and smiled as the security guard waved at me. I waved back and headed towards the elevator.
Everyday was a dream here. She worked for the most successful company in the world. Press Inc. or Press Incorporates.
I clicked Level 32 and tapped my foot as the elevator started moving. I stopped all the sudden at 23 and I smiled, ready to greet the person.
My heart heart stopped as the doors opened. I pushed my glasses further onto my nose and gulped as Ms. Press stepped into the elevator.
"Good morning Ms. Press." I say and she smiles.
"Morning Y/N." Ms. Press says and I choke on my breathe hearing her say my name. "Your coffee had your name."
I looked down that the latte in my hand and internally kicked myself.
"Your Lindsey Horan's sister right?" She asks and I nod.
"That's me!" I say nervously.
"I love Lindsey! She's quite the competitor." Ms. Press says and I nod.
Christen Press was a world class business woman and soccer star. She made her way to New York every once in a while during off season. No one ever gets the pleasure of seeing her often.
"Always has been." I say with a chuckle. I feel Ms. Press' hand touch my warm skin and I jump.
"Why so nervous?" She whispers and I shrug.
"I-um. This is my floor." I say indicating to floor 32.
"Oh okay. It was nice meeting you baby Horan." She says and takes her hand off my arm.
"Thanks Ms. Press." I say grabbing my stuff.
Before the doors could close I heard very faintly, "Christen. Call me Christen."
I clutched my camera bag and walked onto my floor. I breathed out for the first time in 5 minutes and smiled seeing my best friend.
"Rose!" I said happily and walked over to her quickly. "You'll never guess what just happened!"
"Spill." She said and I smiled.
"Christen Press talked to me." Rose's face expanded in shock and I smiled and nodded.
"Right. She knew my sister! They played soccer together!" I said like a teenage going on about a pop star.
"Your so lucky!" Rose said and I nodded.
"Y/N?" I heard my boss Cassandra call out. I turned and looked at her. "Ms. Press wants to see you in her office."
I turn to Rose and she's freaking out. I'm freaking out!
"Go!" Rose says pushing me towards the elevator.
I click the elevator button and turn slowly to Rose. I could hear my heart beating in my ears. The elevator dinged and I stepped in.
I waved nervously to Rose as the doors shut. I clicked the 91st floor where Ms. Press' office was. All the important people had offices in the 80s-90s.
It was a long ride. 32 to 91 is pretty far. When the doors opened I freaked out.
A big sign with the words Press Inc. greeted me. I walked into the lobby she had for herself.
"You must be Y/N. Ms. Press wants to speak with you." The secretary says and I nod. I gulp and walk towards the door. I open it gently and am welcomed to a beautiful office.
It's filled with plants and computers. The windows- oh my god the windows are huge. You can see the whole city!
I walk over curiously and touch it.
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