an: I started this well over two years ago, and was well into posting it on another site, but I never got around to finishing it. But I started looking at it the other day and came up with some fresh ideas.
I think I'm almost finished writing this, with only a few more chapter needed, so I should be able to get it up relatively quickly.
disclaimer: I do not own the boys. They own themselves. I also do not own the songs that start each chapter.
ONE - FIRST DAY
Welcome to your new job
Hope you have a wonderful first day
We are so happy to have you join the team
You are so lucky on your first day
I turned over in my warm, comfy bed, away from the door where my flatmate was waiting.
"Dare, wake up!"
I continued to lay there, eyes shut, trying to get some more sleep.
"ADARA! GET UP NOW!"
She walked over to my bed and pulled the covers off my head and to my feet.
"What the hell, Lo!" I cried, sitting up and trying to reach my duvet at the end of my bed, but failing.
"It's eight AM, and you've got work in an hour!" she told me, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Right." I pulled my sheet up over my body, covering up to get rid of the cold. "I totally forgot."
"No, duh, Smarty Pants." She rolled her eyes.
"Why's it so cold in here?" I asked, shivers taking over my petite frame.
"The heat went out earlier this morning," Lauren explained. "The Super didn't seem to care. So I called to get it fixed. Hopefully, it'll be fixed by the time you get back after work."
"I sure hope so. Or I'll die in this freezer!"
"Oh, don't be so melodramatic, Adara."
I sighed as I climbed out of bed. I rushed over to my closet, pulling on the first sweater I found.
"Make that for me, will you?" I suggest, motioning towards the bed. "After all, you did wreck it."
"Hu," Lauren breathed, lowly, making a face at me. "Yeah, to get you up."
"And? I need a shower. And I can't do both if I'm to be on time for work."
"Fine, whatever," she said, sighing loudly as I walk out of the room and to the bath across the hall from my room.
Quickly, I showered, washing my hair and then climbed back out, shivering as I did so, with the sudden change in temperatures. After wrapping in a towel, I headed back to my room to get changed for work.
"Do I look all right?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen, dressed in a black pencil skirt and a lilac short-sleeved blouse.
"You look lovely, Adara. What about your shoes?" Lauren asked, handing me a cup of coffee, looking down to my feet.
"Oh, Lauren! What would I do without you?" I cried before taking a sip of the hot liquid, loving every second of it as it went down my throat.
"I don't know. Probably lose your head. And your way home."
"I do believe that's true." I turned around, heading back to my room. Picking up the three-inch black-pumps waiting for me, I then headed back to the kitchen, where Lauren was now sat at the table.
I placed my now empty mug near the sink. I made my way towards the front door, trying to get my shoes on in the process, but struggling. Stopping just before the front door, I slip the shoes on my feet, grab my black coat, slipping that on as well, and pick up my new black bag, putting my mobile phone and keys inside.
"You remember your way, correct?" Lauren asked, appearing beside me.
"I do believe I do," I replied, smiling and nodding.
"Good," she began, pulling her coat on as well. "You've got your keys?"
"Right!" I ran as quickly as I could—which wasn't exactly fast considering my footwear—back to my room to get it from my desk. Picking up the handle of the carrying case, I slipping it on my shoulder and quickly made my way back to the door.
"What would I do without you, Lauren!"
"Again, I don't have a clue."
Giggling, I offered her my arm. "Shall I walk you to work?"
"Oh, of course!"
We walked out the door, Lauren locking the door behind us, and headed down the flight of stairs, coming out on the street in front of our two-storey building. Then, we headed to the building next door, and stopped.
"All right. Well, I guess this is my stop," Lauren said, smiling.
"I guess this is where you have to get off," I added. She unlinked her arm from mine, pretending to jump off the train. "I'll see you later, Lo."
"Good luck, Dare." She gave me a quick hug.
"Thanks. I'll need it." I walked away, waving back at her as I headed for the tube.
A half hour later, I walked off the lift on the fourteenth floor, walking over the receptionist.
"Good morning!" he greeted, beaming at me. "You must be new!"
"I am. I'm…."
He stopped me before I could say anything more.
"Ooh! Let me figure this out! You're…." He took a good look at me, eyeing me from head to toe. "You're Adara Palmer, right?"
"I am! How did you guess?"
"It's my thing. Out of the six girls starting today, and the three here already, you're the only one who fits the name Adara. You're quite unique."
"That's a complement, right?"
"It was indeed."
"Thank you, then…." I began, wondering what his name was.
"Benjamin. But call me Ben."
"Nice to meet you, Ben," I said, smiling at him, offering him my hand. "Then, you can call me Dare."
He took my hand, shaking it. "Nice to meet you, too, Dare." Dropping my hand, he looked to the papers and book on his desk. "All right, why don't I take you to you work area now?" he suggested.
"Sounds good with me," I replied, following him further into the building.
He stopped when he got to one that was clean, with nothing on the desk.
"Here we are. This will be your desk. There are pencils and pens in the top drawer, and notepads in the second."
I nodded, showing my understanding.
"And there will be a staff meeting this afternoon at half-past-one," he informed me.
"Half-past-one, got it." I nodded again, even though I knew I'd have to write that down just to remember about it.
"And Ms Margit will be in shortly to assign your first piece."
"All right, thank you."
"Just doing my job," Ben replied, smiling. "Good luck and see you around."
"Thanks," I said, turning back to the desk as he walked away. I pulled the rolling chair from behind the desk and sat.
"Miss Palmer," I suddenly heard.
I jumped up, having been startled and stood waiting, unsure what to do.
"Miss Palmer?" a tall, redheaded woman asked, stopping before me.
I looked up to her face, recognizing it as the one that gave me the job. "Yes, Ma'am."
"Come with me, dear," she said, moving away, and heading for a nearby office.
I followed her into the office.
"Have a seat, please, Adara."
"Thank you," I said in a slightly small voice, taking a seat across the desk from her.
"All right. You know about the staff meeting this afternoon?"
"Yes, I know about it."
"Good, we'll be introducing you and the other new writers to the rest of the staff then."
"Okay, onto your first assignment." She sorted through some folders stacked in a neat pile on the left—to me—side of her desk, pulling one out. "Here is a little information and details on the article." Ms Margit handed the folder to me.
"Thank you," I replied, taking the folder from her.
"If you look at the first page, you will see that you will have to go meet them for a little interview."
I opened the folder, looking to the page she was talking about, noticing that the interview was set up for the next afternoon at two. "Awesome," I replied, nodding.
"Until then, you can do some research, figuring out some questions. Please, please, please think up some questions to ask them, even if there are some suggested questions already."
"I love thinking up questions!" I accidently squealed.
Ms Margit laughed, so I joined in.
"I'm glad to hear that, Adara. Come up with as many as possible, and then bring them to me by about ten tomorrow so I can revise them, all right?"
"Got it, Ms Margit."
"Good. You may go now." She then turned to the computer in front of her, typing on the keyboard.
"Thank you," I said as I got up.
I stopped as I got to the door and turned back to her.
"Good luck on your first day." She smiled an earnest smile to me.
I smiled back. "Thank you," I repeated before turning back around and heading for my desk.
song: first day by the futureheads
an: Thanks for reading. Leave a review if you'd like. :3
Oh yeah, the lads arrive in a while, so just hang in there!
and, sorry: it starts off kind of slow and not funny. D: I promise: it gets better once the guys arrive, just hang in with me! *hopeful smile*