I do not own Jurassic Park. I only own Amy.

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"So you're really going to take this job?" my mom asked me over the phone as I waited at the airport for my flight to Costa Rica where I would be catching a boat to Isla Nublar.

"Mom, this is the highest paying job I've had in a while. I'm not letting this pass me by," I said a little tiredly since I had already had this discussion with my mom multiple times.

"But that crazy man is making dinosaurs, real dinosaurs. You could die there," she shouted and I pulled the phone away from my ear.

"Yes, I know, but I won't even be near the dinosaurs. I'll just be painting the murals inside the tourist center," I said and gave another sigh when I saw it was time to start boarding the plane. "Mom, I love you and I'll stay far away from the dinosaurs. Don't worry. I'll be off that island before they even open it up to the public. The plane is boarding so I have to let you go, but as soon as I can get to a phone on the island, I'll call you and let you know I'm ok," I said and told her I loved her before hanging up the phone.

The flight only took a few hours but the boat ride from Costa Rica to Isla Nublar was the worst part of the journey. I didn't get sea sick but being stuck on that boat was driving me crazy. When we finally reached the island, I practically ran off the boat with my bags in hand. I ignored the looks from the other passengers and the workers on the boat.

We all walked off the dock and I saw a man in the Jurassic Park uniform holding a sign with my name on it. I walked over to him and gave a relieved smile when he took my bags after we introduced ourselves.

"So are you excited?" Chris, the worker asked as he drove the jeep towards the park.

"Excited as I can be, I guess. I'm really just excited to paint the murals," I replied and he just chuckled at me.

"You're the first person to come to the island to not be excited about the dinosaurs, well besides Robert Muldoon. I'm sure you'll meet him soon enough but he is not happy about the dinosaurs," Chris said.

"Then why is he working here?" I asked curiously.

"Because he's the best at what he does," Chris answered with a shrug before smiling when we drove up to the tourist center. "Welcome to the main building where you will be painting all of the murals," he said as he parked the car. "Come on, I'll take you to meet the boss," he said and we entered the building.

A large tyrannosaurus rex skeleton was in the process of being built in the center of the lobby. To the right of the lobby was a dining area and to the left was the gift shop. The walls were so bare and I could not wait to start painting whatever Mr. Hammond wanted on the walls.

Chris led me upstairs and stopped in front of a door. He knocked on the door and motioned me to go inside when we heard a man call out, "Enter."

I thanked Chris and walked inside to see an elderly gentleman with white hair and a kind smile. "Hello, I'm Amy Stone, nice to meet you," I said and walked over to shake Mr. Hammond's hand. I had only spoke with his assistant over the phone about getting the job.

"Oh Ms. Stone, I'm so glad you're here. Those walls have been so dreadfully bare but I have the perfect ideas of what to paint. I've seen your work and I cannot wait to see what you do here," he immediately said as he shook my hand and his grin only grew bigger.

"I'm happy to be here and thank you for this opportunity. So when would you like to discuss the murals and locations?" I asked but he stood up shaking his head.

"Nonsense, you just got here. You should get comfortable in one of the rooms we have set up for employees, and then you can explore the area a little bit, get some food, and just rest for today. We'll go on a little tour of the park tomorrow to help you get better color scheme ideas for the murals and then we'll discuss the murals themselves," he said as he led me out of the office and downstairs.

Mr. Hammond never ran out of things to say or questions to ask as we walked back outside to the jeep where Chris was surprisingly still waiting. I jumped in the back while Mr. Hammond took the front passenger seat. Chris drove us to a little section of apartments close but not too close to the main park building. The apartment complex was pretty much empty since I'm sure everyone was running around the park doing their normal jobs or getting the actual park setup.

When we arrived at the apartments, Mr. Hammond and Chris gave me a tour of the apartment complex, my keys, and a map of the park and employee sections of the park. When I set down my stuff in my apartment, we drove back to the main building again. Mr. Hammond left to go back to his other business while Chris went to the cafeteria area with me to eat. He also explained how we could get some groceries to be able to cook and eat in our own apartment too. Most employees ate in the cafeteria, but it wasn't mandatory.

Chris was kind enough to drive me back to the apartment complex and he explained that Mr. Hammond and another employee would be by in the morning to give me a tour of the park. Chris gave a wave before walking off to his own apartment and I entered my new home for the next few weeks.

"Tomorrow is going to be interesting," I thought before spending an hour unpacking my stuff and then falling asleep.