I Dare You

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It was Monday morning and I was getting for my big first day at Icon Magazine, one of the world's most renowned fashion magazines. I had been one of the seven lucky people to get chosen to be a part of this year's dream team. Since I was a young girl, I knew I wanted to work there so I could inspire and influence other girls, who love fashion just like me.

Even though I still had two hours, I needed to pick the perfect outfit, something that would make everyone else remember and fear Regina King.

After putting on and undressing myself at least six times, I ended up choosing a pair of black wide leg and high waist pants paired with a white sleeveless silk top and some red pumps. I kept the accessories and the make-up minimal. Then I grabbed my red Birkin bag to match my shoes and headed home.

Apparently today there was a subway strike, so the roads were jammed with cars and by the looks of it I only had one choice- Run ten blocks!

As soon as I arrived at tall building, I was all sweaty and completely out-of-breath.

"That's it. Starting next week, I am going to the gym after work. My cardio is worse than my grandparents' and I am not even half their age!"

I checked the time and I still had twenty minutes, which was more than enough for me to catch my breath and clean myself up. I had to wait a few minutes to enter the bathroom because I wanted to be alone. Once I entered, all my five senses were blown away by the elegance and distinction of a mere lady's restroom.

Fortunately, I had brought all my make-up essentials: a foundation, a rosy blush, mascara, and my favorite red lipstick. Glancing at my reflection on the pristine mirror, I was very pleased with my flawless look.

"Well Regina, this is it. The moment you have been dreaming for way before you knew how to spell otorhinolaryngologist. It's time to show these people how it's done. Now go and slay Queen!"

I was all confident and smiley thanks to my pep talk when I noticed who was already inside the elevator: Johanna Miller! The editor-and-chief of Icon Magazine, a.k.a my boss!

Immediately, I bolted towards the metallic doors

"Hey wait for me!" My shout echoed making everyone's heads turn towards me. I thought I was about to make it out of this one. However, Fate had other plans for me because just as I was reaching the elevator a familiar face seemed to click on of the buttons and the doors closed right in front of me.

"Fuck Fuck Fuck! I am so screwed now..." I took a deep breath, trying to gather my composure while waiting for the next elevator to descend. As I waited that face popped in my mind "That couldn't have been him...There is just no way that Aster Phoenix was one of the other seven hand-picked interns...He never gave a damn about fashion, style or anything other than gaming really. That guy was too hot and elegant to be Aster. The only sports he had ever played was beer-pong..."

When I arrived, the doors of the office were already closed and my heart sank to a bottomless pit...This was definitely not how my first day should be going...Once more I inhaled and exhaled, preparing myself for the hell behind those doors.

"I am not going to waste any of my precious time. There are only three rules. Number one: I will not tolerate unpunctuality and those who want to defy me, will meet with a very ugly side of me."

I tried to sneak in, but it was of no use. Johanna had instantly spotted me, like a predator observes his prey.

"Miss King would mind coming to the front of the group? To my left please." I swallowed the huge lump that had settled on my throat.

'This is it...I am going to be fired...'

"I am so sorry Miss Miller."

"Alright it seems Miss King here wants to serve as an example of exactly the opposite you should do." Johanna paused, fixing me with a fierce look in her beautiful blue eyes and spoke in a dangerously calm voice "Never interrupt me."

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