Waking up every morning to a world filled with evil and messed up isn't something I'm happy about but groggily I have to do it to earn a living.
It's been 15 years since that night and the memories still haunt me every night; the looks on my parent's face as their trusted friend took their life away from them still haunts me but everyone seems to find me crazy. I've moved from foster home to foster home, orphanage to orphanage but I get met with the same fate. No one wants to deal with a crazy kid who got broken by her parent's death and believes werewolves exist. So, I moved out and lived on the streets; that's where I met Ace and Isla Fellowes. They had lost their parents to werewolves but no one believed them so we stayed together watching each other's backs and doing what we could to survive. We had just gotten this house from three years of work on everyone's side but it was finally worth it to finally get a place to call home safe from the streets.
"Nova woke up. You're gonna be late for your interview" Isla screams as she barges into the room
"Oh, do you mean her fancy interview with FairbourneEnterprises? Does that mean she'll finally meet Mr. handsome and "ouu he's soo dreamy"" Ace says mimicking kissing sounds
"Ok you're crazy" I replied and shoved past him
"He does have a point V; you've been crushing on him since you saw that magazine in college" Isla said sitting beside me
"Ok I was crushing on his IQ; I mean Matthais Fairbourneis the first guy in his twenties to run a multibillion chain hotel group and make it the talk of every magazine billboard and bulletin"
"So, what you're saying is yes you have a crush on him?" Ace said and Isla smacked him with a pillow
"Ok you two get out of my room so I can get ready" I said rushing into the bathroom
"We'll have breakfast ready by the time you get down"
"Ou and let's not forget to pack a lunch box for her"
"Lunchbox? What is she five?" Isla and Ace bickered as they left the room. I couldn't believe the girl I was looking at in the mirror. A girl that watched her parents get murdered right in front of her eyes, watched her house burn down and had to fight for her right to live on the streets of Newcastle and here she is getting ready for an interview with Fairbourne Enterprises.
According to tabloids, the Fairbourne are secretive and have no dirt on them. A lot of people came up to speak about the Fairbournes but none were ever heard from again; it's like they vanished off the face of the earth. It begins to make one wonder, a company so big and so successful must have secrets but then again, everyone has secrets; it's just a matter of how good you are at keeping it a secret"
"What to wear today" I mumble to myself as I rummage through my wardrobe and finally set my eyes on a skirt with a high slit, a white ruffle long sleeve shirt and stilettos. After finally settling on the hair to do; an updo bun with two strands in front, I make my way downstairs with my bag and file taking much needed deep breaths to help
"Finally, she's down" Ace exclaims
"Oh please" I replied while rolling my eyes
"Let her be Ace. I made your favorite; blueberry pancakes and pineapple juice for goodluck" Isla says and I smile before devouring the meal in front of me. It's moments like this I'm happy to have them; they know how big my appetite is and how I can eat but they don't judge or make fun of me, they just make more available just in case
"Ugh, another person who got dirt on the Fairbournes and went missing. It's like a fucking routine now" Ace said as the both read a news story
"V are you sure you wanna work here?"
"I'll be fine. I'll just keep my head down and mind my business like we always do; that way I'm out of the way for any trouble besides what's there to have a little secret everyone has one of those" I say taking my dishes to the sink
"But not like the Fairbournes. No one knows anything about them except their names"
"Because no one has asked"
"Oh, like you'd be willing to answer "what are your secrets"
"I can't answer that because you guys know everything about me" well not everything
"Our case is different V" Isla said as my phone chimed
"We'll continue this conversation when I get back. Wish me luck" I say and run off
"Love you" I rushed into the uber and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. $$I love Isla and Ace no doubt but if they found out my secret, they'd hate me for sure. I couldn't hide it from them living on the streets that's why I got the house; the old Whitmore's house in particular. It has built in secret doors and rooms good to hide in if there's danger or a robbery and perfect to hide my secret without the fear of them discovering it.
The ride to Fairbourne Enterprise was long and the silence was deafening but I finally made it and the building was breathtaking
"First time here?" A voice snapped me back to reality
"Yeah, I'm here for the job of the secretary"
"Oh, wow that's nice, I'm here for work in administration. This building is magnificent; should be about 40 floors"
"Actually it's 50 floors making this building 70 feet long and judging from the variations in the window panes I'm guessing each floor has a different structural design"
"Wow, that's brilliant. It's almost as if you've seen the plan of the building to know your way around it" He replied shit I messed up. So much for being incognito Nova
"I just like knowing what I'm dealing with just in case" I said as we made our way inside
"I guess you're really ready for the interview. I'm Ezra by the way"
"Nova"
"Well Nova it's nice to meet you; knock 'em dead"
"You too" I replied as his rushed off to the administrative department
I made my way to the receptionist, a petite jovial looking lady probably in her mid-twenties with a smile to welcome people
"HI I'm here for the interview for secretary"
"Oh, Miss Nova Stirling you are right on time. If you could just follow me, please" she said, picking up a file and leading the way to the elevator.
Stirling; Nova Stirling. To the citizens of Newcastle, the Whitlocks died in an accidental fire. How they died no one knows and two bodies were discovered from the fire but the child was never found. The citizens took it as the child was buried under all the ruble and there was no way she could have survived. I used that to protect myself and keep my identity a secret. At all the orphanages I've been to I lied continuously that I couldn't remember much about my past except my name which was Nova so I kept getting last names from my different foster homes but I kept Stirling because of the sweet old couple that raised me before they died. After their death I ran and stayed on the streets where I met Isla and Ace; the first people I met after the incident and told them everything including my last name. They were shocked at first and couldn't believe it but as time went on with the constant nightmares, they believed me and also agreed that I'd be using Stirling as my last name to keep my identity hidden in case the people that killed my parents were keeping an eye out for me. The news kept saying for weeks after the fire that I could be alive or probably living under all the rubble but since no one gave any new information, the story died but we still kept our eyes out and watched our backs just in case they were still on the lookout for me.
"Did you hear what I said" she said snapping me back to reality
"Sorry, could you repeat it again?" I replied with a weary smile
"Well, I said Mr. Fairbourne would be the one taking your interview himself as you're applying to be his personal secretary" she said and walked out of the elevator as it got to our destination
"Wait that's not what the ad for job search said" I said rushing after her
"You thought the pay was for just a normal secretary? Oh no silly it's for the job of personal secretary to the CEO of the company" she said making her way to a corridor that led to a giant bronze double door
"Any complaints?" she asked as she placed her hand on the door.