Kate
I love Sophia. She's my friend, one of my closest friends, and in fact, the only friend that I've ever had since college, and to tell you honestly, I feel like I wouldn't be here without her. She's sweet, caring, and lovely, but I might change my perspective on her if she doesn't stop talking.
"I told you a million times to stop talking while he was there, but your sassy mouth just won't stop." Sophia exclaimed while taking a turn.
I just remembered that it was lunch hour and she wants to talk to me outside the building, so here we are driving around to find a good looking restaurant that fits Sophia's rage on me. "And no matter how many times you're going to complain about what I just did, it already happened. There's nothing we can do about it." I said it calmly. "Why does it matter anyway? It's not like he's important or anything."
"Sophia! Damn it, girl." I complained.
Sophia stepped on the break so harshly that I almost bumped my head on the sun visor. This is a friendly reminder to wear your seat belts, because you'll never know when your friend will cause such accidents just because they're angry over nonsense.
Sophia took off her seat belt and turned to look at me. Her face was angry, and I've never seen her so angry before. This is my first time seeing her tense, and I can see her sweat on her forehead. "What do you mean he's not an important person?" She said it slowly and angrily. "Don't you know who he is?"
I leaned back a little because, looking at her now, she seemed a little bit scary. "Uh… no?"
"What do you mean you don't know?" Sophia exclaimed, her hands up in the air in frustration. "That man you just spoke to is the next owner of Des Company. He's the son of the owner of Des Company. He rarely visits the company because he is a very busy person, as is his father, but whenever he comes in, all hell breaks loose. Those two don't have a good relationship, and they don't need to be in the same room!"
My eyes widen in surprise that a good-looking man like him is the son of the Des Company. I know the owner of Des Company; I did a little research, but I don't know that guy. You can't blame me, right?
"But it's not my fault that we run into him like that, and so what if he's the next owner? He's not the owner yet." I said so plainly and blankly.
Sophia just leaned back on the car seat in defeat. "Don't you get it? You are now working on Des Company, and your work starts tomorrow. He knows your name; don't you think he's not going to let you go after what you just did to him? Haven't you even thought about that?"
Then suddenly, it just all sank in. I forgot that I am now employed by Des Company, one of the most known and successful companies in the whole world. With high standards and high salaries, the people inside are not like any other, and I was one of those people starting today, and what the hell did I just do earlier?
"Oh my gosh." I said shakingly, "Oh my gosh, Sophia. What did I just do?" I looked at her with a face filled with fear.
Sophia rolled her eyes and opened her door, "I freaking hate you for being so slow. What the hell is wrong with you today? Get out of the car so we can eat." She said that and shut the door.
I followed suit, but now I am definitely shaking, and my heart is pounding so hard. "Am I going to get fired, Sophia?" I asked, but she didn't even say a word. "Fudge, this is so embarrassing."
Sophia turned around, annoyance still plastered all over her face. "This is going to be embarrassing for me too; I was there, gosh." She said so, and we went inside the restaurant. "You better hope and pray that he will not fire you tomorrow. You are a secretary, and secretaries carry the most and biggest part of this company, and if he finds out that your position is a secretary and you have that kind of behavior, I do not know what he will think of you."
I bit the inside of my cheek, and I could feel my legs begin to melt. So much for a victory dance if it leads into this. "Do I have to come back tomorrow?" I asked so helplessly, and Sophia just stared at me. I'll take that as a yes.
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The familiar scent of despair floated through my nose as I entered my apartment, and I never felt so relaxed and yet so anxious at the same time. I should have taken things more seriously, because right now I feel like puking my afternoon lunch. Since I have already applied and committed myself to working at Des Company until the day I die, I have nothing else to do but accept the humiliation of getting fired after getting accepted for the job.
Who does that? And, as a matter of fact, who experiences such things?
I'm not saying that I am officially fired, but I'm just preparing myself for the possibility that I might get fired tomorrow, even before I stepped inside the building of Des Company. Gosh. This is so embarrassing, Imagine bragging to your friends that you got a job at Des Company and got fired after a day. Too bad I don't have that many friends with whom to brag about my life.
But, Still!
Lily then rubbed herself at my feet, making me look down and pick her up. "You smell like Bobo." I said as I sniffed at her head, "I think we both need a shower, Lily. It's been a month since I washed you." Of course, Lily didn't say anything in return. I just grabbed whatever is needed for her bath, and I'll take care of myself after.
Owning a cat at the age of 26 is something that I did not imagine when I was a kid. I used to dream of living in a two-story house or a mansion with a very successful job and Kathy by my side. Kathy is always a part of my life. Wherever I go, whatever plan it may be, she's always involved, but as we grow older and choose different things in our lives, it just separates us physically, but we are still close even though we only see each other once in a while.
She is in Seattle, so seeing each other is not something that I always hope for every day, and thinking of Kathy, I should call her after cleaning Lily or maybe after I clean myself because I smell like a-soon-to-be broke-and fired-woman-by-tomorrow.
After what feels like a decade of cleaning Lily and myself, I finally flopped myself on my bed. I did a time check; since it was already 9 p.m. in London, it'll be about 1 or 2 p.m. in Seattle. I sent a quick text about a coming call from me, and the next thing I know, I'm waiting for her to pick up her phone.
I feel like I have a long-distance relationship with Kathy at the moment, and this is disgusting.
After three rings, Kathy's enormous forehead was visible on my screen. "Kate! Ahh!" I'm still not used to her loud screams every time I call her or she calls me. "Omg! How have you been? I'm so busy, I totally forgot to call you."
I chuckled, "Oh, please, you are just saying that to make me feel better." I said.
"Well, you are definitely not wrong." She zooms out her camera, and I can finally see her whole face. "I did forget about you; I'm so busy at work. And before you say anything about my face, yes, I've gotten a bit thin, and don't worry about my health; it's perfectly fine. My body is still progressing with my new work."
Kidding aside, Kathy had indeed gotten a bit thin, and it kind of made me worry. My bright, sunny face suddenly turns into a frown after seeing her unhealthy thinness. "Are you sure, Kathy? If you think your job is killing you, I'm sure there will be other jobs in Seattle that will fit you. Where are you right now?"
"Don't worry about me. Kate, no, my job is not killing me. I swear, I have night shifts most of the time, and my body is still getting used to my new diet, so I think it'll pass. I'm at the bank, actually, just updating my banking details; my salaries are getting all big with my work. How about you?"
I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Nothing to get excited about, but I just got accepted to Des Company, and I'll start working tomorrow."
Kathy didn't say a word after what I said; she just looked at me blankly, and I know when Kathy does random things like playing a staring contest out of nowhere, she'll just do it because she feels like it, but this is not today. That's not the stare of someone who's ready for a staring contest; she's just genuinely shocked.