independent

chapter one

Morgan's POV

A fresh start. A new start. That was what I'd wanted, wasn't it?

Then why did I still feel that pang of regret? Whatever, it was probably just nerves, I pulled at

The doors of the elevator slid open and I noticed the lack of ding that usually accompanied them, ahh rich people things I thought as I laughed inwardly.

Thankfully the elevator was empty as I stepped in, I checked the paper in my hand and pressed "3" and then as the door slid closed I turned to check myself out in the elevator mirror, I instantly regretted not putting eyeliner on... my eyes look washed out and tired... my outfit on the other hand was *chef's kiss* if I say so myself, I knew it was probably completely unsuitable for work but I honestly was past caring, if I was going to spend the majority of my day at work I would at least be wearing what I wanted, it had nothing to do with my ability to do my job so as far I was concerned it was no ones business what I wore.

The elevator doors slid open just as silently as they had earlier... it was honestly weird you don't realise how much you notice something until it's not there. As I stepped out I saw two corridors, I once again checked the paper in my hand before choosing the one on the right, so far the building had been empty but as soon as went down the corridor I saw people going about their day, most of them just ignored me though a few of the men gave me appreciative glances, I inwardly smirked before rolling my eyes at myself... could I be anymore desperate for approval... I shook myself out of it before before I went into a mental spiral and carried down the corridor my shoes clicking on the marble-esque floor.

I finally reached the end of the corridor which opener up into a massive room, glass surrounded me from floor to ceiling and I could see everything going on down on the streets below, their were two elevators to the left of room and then the only walled side had two massive marble reception desks with four absolutely stunning women behind them all conversing in a very amiably way very unlike any other workplace I had worked previously where all the girls saw each other as competition. It gave a really lovely vibe to the place and I thought to myself "maybe this won't be so bad...".

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The rest of the day went by pretty smoothly, the work was pretty simple I  was just a regular cut and paste PA, I could do it with my eyes closed, it was just the standard; answer emails, get coffee, makes notes, take phone calls etc and all the colleagues I'd met so far had been really friendly.... I'd even picked up a few phone numbers and some of them were really hot. It was honestly a shame I made it a rule not to get involved with colleagues, though I'd stick to it, as there's nothing worse then hooking up with someone you work with, never speaking again but awkwardly making eye contact in the break  room making coffee every day for the next few years...

The only person I didn't get on with was my boss, or Mr Tayler as he liked to be called, he was probably the most closed off, dry person I've ever met, he has absolutely no sense of humour and I swear in all of the four hours of being in the same room as him his facial expressions have not changed once... not once! I swear there's nothing going on up there. Annoyingly he made up for it in looks, he looked like he just stepped out of a Hugo Boss ad with his chiseled jawline, dark hair and rugby build god knows what was going on underneath his oh so formal suit, his looks were honestly such a waste couldn't they have gone to someone with a personality at least?
At least he wasn't too demanding and didn't appear to have anything to say on my attire,

I've decided those are his only positive attributes and other than that he's a dry as a dogs turd I thought to myself with a giggle... he looked up a me and I want to say with a glare but honestly I don't even know if it is or if that's his resting face as it honestly hasn't changed, before turning back to his computer.

Only another 2 hours to go...and then at least I can make up for my boring day I think to myself already planning all the truly christian things I'm gonna get up to...

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thanks for reading I really hope you enjoyed it if not let me know what I could do to improve or if I just need to throw it away ;)

what do you think of morgan so far? would you be interested in reading another chapter? and please remember this is only a draft and hasn't been edited yet so any mistakes pls kindly point out :)

have a great day (tho tbh ur probably reading this at 2am as i know we alllll have a great sleep schedule ;))

blake xx