When The Sky Falls - Book 2, N. Y. [100 books to read .txt] 📗

everyone.

 

 

"And here is your office and desk. Hope you like it here, that’s the best I can do since i’m the receptionist here."

 

 

Sara looked down at the small but big desk i’ve given her.

 

It had a small flower was on it, with 2 yellow roses, a few pencils, paper and a sketch board for written work.

 

 

She didn’t smile back in return, but rather a thank you again and it’s nice to be here expression.

 

She sat down and got comfortable.

 

 

"Alright, since it’s your first day here, i’m gonna give you something small to do. Go around the block and write interesting stories about the people and things you see."

 

 

She looked at me confused.

 

"Don’t worry, it was one of the first things I did when I started working as an intern here." I said

 

 

I smiled at her, then reported to a worker entering at the glass doors.

 

I ran over to my receptionist desk.

 

 

I took a few phone calls and signed for packages and deliveries.

 

As for Sara, she returned back from the block a mess after sending her off 20 minutes ago.

 

Before I could ask she spoke.

 

 

"Tell me that New York is one of...the worst cities i’ve ever...moved to because," she swallowed and answered again breathing heavily.

 

 

"Someone tried to rob me for my coffee and they took my journal....but luckily, I fought back and I gathered up a good story."

 

Where did you go?

 

Before she finished she yelled out loudly to herself. "Cramp, Cramp!"

 

 

Marcus suddenly came up behind me.

 

"Okay, I think she’s trying to tell us something."

 

"Shut up," I say to him.

 

"That's bold of you." he replies.

 

 

Before, I couldn't bat an eyelash for talk back. But now that I'm accustomed, it's easier.

 

 

Almost everyone’s attention was on Sara, but nobody minded to say anything.

 

Sara gave Marcus an annoyed to death stare, Marcus backed up and went into his office.

 

 

Sara was almost halfway down to the floor, I walked up to her and bent down so she could hear me.

 

"Honestly Sara, if you're gonna be an intern here at FARELLE , you need get your act together."

 

 

I then walked off.

 

I felt bad about saying it to her, but i’m her boss. I’m suppose to be hard, so she can improve, no matter what comes to mind.

 

--

 

Lunch time came around and everyone fled to the lunch room.

 

For the full time and part-time workers like me, Rikki, Jeff and Marcus, we don’t eat in the writer's and design building.

 

We eat across from the building.

 

 

We ate across from our building, because Me, Rikki and Jeff and Marcus work 2 jobs.

 

Jeff had to work a shift in the cafeteria, then run over to have lunch with us. While Marcus eats lunch in his office.

 

He made an excuse not to eat here with us, lucky him.

 

 

I hope he gets caught one day and has to slum it with us.

 

 

I didn't know what was going on, but the rumours I hear was that Marcus and his love for being in his office was weird and so is his boss.

 

 

She’s practically the worst boss you could ask for here, other than Lauren she’s the best boss.

 

 

Since the writers and design building was put into one building together, we have 2 big bosses in our business everyday.

 

Vanessa is the boss of the design department and Lauren is the boss of the writers department.

 

They go head to head everyday over who had the better department for FARELLE.

 

 

I see Jeff running over to the cafeteria.

 

 

The chef is crazy, I hope he doesn't pull his hair if one more person asks for a vegitarian meal.

 

I hope he doesn’t poison in our meals to exact his revenge.

 

 

Jeff enters through the doors, as I grab a cup filled with lemonade and sit at a table with Rikki and Marybella.

 

Jeff walks in to see me siting down with them.

 

 

He grabs his lunch from a nearby fridge filled with vegetarian food in brown bags or plastic packages.

 

He sits down with us.

 

 

"Hey guys, how’s your work today. Tough?" he asks unwrapping something.

 

 

Marybella swallows a bit of her salad, she had a vegetarian meal.

 

 

"Oh my god, today’s work was so hard. Can you believe all the dresses I had to pose in, one had studs."

 

I slightly chuckled at Marybella.

 

"So tell me about your day, Elle?" she asked.

 

 

I swallowed a piece of my chicken then answered.

 

 

"Great, got a new intern and guess who’s the boss?"

 

Everyone paused and looked at me.

 

Rikki asked. "Who?” 

 

"Me."

 

 

Everyone clapped for me, Marybella joked around saying that i’m the best boss or whatever.

 

"Congratulations, you finally made it and you're the boss after all." Marybella said.

 

She got and neeling down on the floor, bowing her hands to me.

 

 

"Stop, i'm not a princess or something. Come on Marybella," I say, waving her to get up.

 

 

"Yeah, you can’t just say that she’s boss now, so that means we do her every plead." Rikki said.

 

She mimic's a robot noise and danced in her chair, eventually Marybella sat in her chair again.

 

  

At a sudden moment, Vanessa comes in with her sidekick. Her work partner, who is also head of design assistance, a fancy way of saying assistant: Marcus.

 

 

Marcus gives me a look that meant watch out, Vanessa’s here.

 

 

I really don’t see Vanessa as a mean person or anyone who’s evil.

 

I see her as the boss and manager of the design department, working in the writers and design building too.

 

 

She always has tips for writers like me and stories to tell, so that I can get a good idea on what I would want to write for the magazine.

 

We also get to see when we get the first look at it, before we send it out to the newspaper and magazine stands because of her.

 

 

Vanessa walks over to the lunch entree table and picks out a few things to put on her plate, while Marcus runs over to the vegetarian fridge and grabs a brown bag.

 

 

For some reason, it appeared that Vanessa had just walked in here like she was boss or something.

 

Or like she was meant to be head of FARELLE magazine.

 

Her presence is atonishing, even I quiver to be in the same room as her.

 

 

I don’t know why people say she has a mean look.

 

I have a mean look too, people think something’s wrong or that i’m really mad.

 

But for real, it’s just my face.

 

 

Vanessa sits down with the other magazine department bosses including Lauren, they all talk for a while which seemed pretty stable.

 

But, i think Vanessa and Lauren get along pretty good, when they're not fighting.

 

 

I whisper to my friends.

 

"I really don’t know if this is a rival or something people made up, but I think they get along pretty well."

 

 

Jeff swallows his food before answering.

 

"But get this, years ago when they both first started here at FARELLE, rumors said they were rivals. But they didn’t believe the other co-workers. I wonder what happened to that, if they finally started believing they were gonna be rivals."

 

 

The time on my clock read 12:34, it was almost time to leave and go back work.

 

The main office set up an alarming time, all of our phone’s or devices ring when it's up, that means we go back that means at the end of lunch.

 

And since we're a magazine company, we need to hurry to things out in time, which means no wasting to get back to the departments.

 

 

The time rang and everyone’s phones went crazy, with ringtones and vibrating tables.

 

Mine mainly vibrated, my friends had their ringtones set to loud.

 

 

We all left our tables and ran for the door, unlike the other interns.

 

They eat lunch in the design and writers building cafe.

 

 

Me, Rikki, Marybella and Jeff have whistle lanyards around our necks.

 

We really planned this out, and it's serious to us.

 

If one of us get’s left behind, we blow the whistle so we can save the other and keep moving.

 

 

When we get back to work, if anyone is late getting after lunch or at least has a reason being late that’s a $20 off your pay.

 

 

I remember last time when I was late, I almost lost a shoe.

 

 

We all run like a pack of wolves, almost ready to eat the last dead animal.

 

It’s like war, except with people you know.

 

Luckily, me and Rikki found another way to enter in quickly. A secret door on the right side of the building.

 

 

 

Unlike the others going through the elevator and the stairs entrance through the building.

 

We ran off to the side and enter in through a door, Marybella had the key.

 

She copied it, when she flirted with a janitor once.

 

 

She open’s the door and we run up.

 

Jeff is huffing and puffing behind us, but he keeps up with us.

 

 

We make it the the other side. Our location, behind the photoshoot theme wall.

 

We walk up behind the wall, hearing people rush in.

 

 

We all walk past a curtain, leading to the photo supply room. It was filled with decorations, cameras and fancy outfits.

 

 

It wasn't sort of a room, just 4 big and long curtains covering up the supplies beside the photoshoot area.

 

 

Jeff peaks through the curtains to see if anyone was looking.

 

The coast was clear and we run as quickly as we can out of there, making sure no one notices us.

 

 

And no one did.

 

Rikki, Marybella and Jeff have been doing this since before I moved to the suburbs.

 

That means i’m the only other person who knows about this entrance.

 

 

Lauren and Vanessa walk in, it's dead silent.

 

Lunch was over and we could tell by some employees stuffing sandwiches into their mouth, refusing to chew until Lauren and Vanessa had gone.

 

I quickly ran over to my reception desk, to make it seem like I was working.

 

 

Vanessa stares while looking around and sets her eyes dead on me. She looks away and walks to her office, with Marcus following beside her.

 

Lauren walks off to her office, opposite from Vanessa’s.

 

She looks over at me signaling to find Sara.

 

God, where was she?

 

 

Just as I was about to get up, Sara comes in. She hurries to her desk beside mine and sets down her books and papers.

 

Before Lauren enters her office, she stops to look at where Sara is.

 

 

"Little Sally Walker. She needs to be early on time, after she eats."

 

 

Lauren walks back into her room and everything goes back to normal.

 

Sara sits down in embarassment, I could tell she looked upset from behind.

 

 

I walk over to her desk, to comfort her. Realizing I didn't tell her earlier about hurrying back to work after lunch.

 

"It's okay. Hey, everyone’s first day is the worst. But working for Lauren won’t be easy. At all." I said.

 

 

She sits up and looks over to me.

 

"Well what do you do? When I first got interviewed by Lauren, she was talking about how much work you were doing for this company, and how good you were at your job. And how well you dress, for a matter of fact."

 

 

I walk over to my desk and grab an extra tissue box from one of my drawers, I set it on Sara’s desk.

 

"Here. Use these to wipe your tears. This is only the first day, you have so much more to learn and do. Just don't sit around and cry." I say.

 

 

I looked around to make sure no one was listening.

 

"If you came to New York to pursue your dream, do it and don’t stop, don’t stop!"

 

 

Sara grabs a few tissues, blows her nose and wipes her tears. 

 

"Okay, tell me what to do."

 

 

I walk over to a nearby desk filled with flowers. A vase filled with tulips, lilies and yellow roses.

 

 

I walk over to Sara and set the vase full of flowers on her desk.

 

"Make the flowers look more beautiful and write something about it." I said.

 

 

She gives me a look that could possibly say are you kidding ?

 

I walk over to check back on Jeff, as she get’s to work.

 

I haven’t really thought of what to do with Sara next. But if she’s gonna become a writer, she’s gotta do something different everyday.

 

 

 

Later that day, when my shift was over, I planned to go grab Starbucks then head home.

 

But Marybella and Rikki had plans to go out and drink.

 

I decided to join them for 20 minutes, then head home.

 

 

"So i'm thinking tonight we hit 90 Rockers. They have the best seats in their restaurant &