Summary: Helga a fresh out of college graduate working for the NY times; Assigned to Interview Arnold who is has a doctorate in psychology and working for Medecins San Frontier Doctors without borders. Somewhat inspired by Fifty Shades of Grey
Chapter 1
Helga cursing in her sleep rolled over in bed mumbling in frustration as the alarm clock was doing that annoying beeping sound; reaching over to turn it off sitting up and glancing at the clock reading 8:00 am, It was another work day. She was living in downtown New York in This impeccably renovated 20.5' wide, 2,800 SF landmarked SoHo firehouse features 13'-15' beamed ceilings on every floor and a stunning roof terrace with outdoor shower. A curb cut enables one to pull their car in and out of the building if desired, a luxury rarely available in Manhattan and interning for the New York Times as a Journalist her biggest dream was hoping to have her own publishing company someday.
Helga G Pataki was fresh out of college having graduated from Columbia University top of her class to even making the deans list and studying abroad in France for a year, she had come a long way the day she got her acceptance letter is when she finally got the attention of Big Bob and Miriam and with Bob praising on about a Pataki at an ivy league, is something Olga never accomplished doing with no longer were they wrapped around Olga's finger, while being praised, hugged and congratulated while flicking Olga the bird who saw and watched from the kitchen and flinched, as Helga smirked and sighed, finally she was the golden child.
And here she was up and already showered and getting ready looking herself in the mirror she pretty much changed over the years everything about her was different, going threw her adolescence she no longer had that hideous unibrow, it's like she went from an ugly 9 yr old to beautiful looking 30 somewhat year old woman overnight, being 5,9 and long straight blonde hair and piercing sapphire eyes.
She smiled and pleased at how she turned out, looking back to the time she did herself a makeover realizing how disastrous it was to a point it dawned on her that she made herself look like a hooker, it was amazing she wasn't picked up by some ugly pedophile, and realizing by the end of the night this whole girly feminine stuff just wasn't for her, Helga was proud of who she was and never lose sight on who she is, she had self-respect and hopefully set an example to all those other girls to realize it too and did the same.
But as of now that wasn't her main focus, her main focus was her work and this pretty much how her work day started out with her getting a text/email to see what her editor in Chief Liz giving her assignment of the day, reading it said interview: at Medecins Sans Frontieres Doctors without borders for article, so for Helga she got dressed through her hair back in a pony, grabbing her keys, coffee and cellphone and out the door she went, walking into the garage she got into her silver 2003 Jeep Grand Cherokee that was a graduation present, putting the address into the GPS and she was on her way, the roads are very busy this morning typical New York traffic it's early and hoping to make the journey in time and miles slip away as she hits the pedal to the medal
Meanwhile across town Arnold Shortman had come into the office; after he graduated from Yale and traveling the world with his parents and going on wild expeditions from Africa, Southeast Asia, South America, he had all the requirements for this job;
His appearance didn't change at all having inherited his mother's oblong head she had told him long ago he shouldn't feel ashamed of it, despite what a certain pigtailed cranky girl always told him, not only Arnold inherited his mom's oblong head also her emerald eyes and being at 6,2 and very buffed all that labor from working in the field really paid off.
But being away from civilization for awhile made him move back to the States, in which they have moved him up to being MSF-USA Executive Director for Doctors Without Borders/Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) he had only been living and working here in New York for about a couple weeks now; his parents Miles and Stella had decided they were going to retire and bought a condo right below from Arnold wanting to be close to him and got jobs at Colgate University with his mom still practicing medicine and while Miles taught lectures to future scientist and doctors.
Walking into the clinic and greeting Carrie the receptionist looking through the drawers for certain files, "good morning Mr Shortman" she greeted "morning Carrie anything new?"
"No but we have someone from the New York times coming in" she announced "for what?" he asked
"Just to write an article" she answered Arnold nodding his head he walked into his office, going to sit at his desk going over the financial and human resources, as well as development and process the organization has made.
Helga had arrived gathering her briefcase and purse getting out and locking her car, looking up at the building 40 Rector York, NY 10006 taking out her phone out and making sure she was at the right place, walking in and looking at the directory 16th Floor; goes to the elevator she goes in pushes the 16 button getting out a compact mirror making sure she looks presentable clad in a 3-Pc. Skirt Suit Set and heels, she never thought in a million years that she Helga G, Pataki would ever wear high heels.
Fixing her hair and putting the mirror back in her bag the elevator came to a halt she stepped out and walked over to the receptionist desk "I'm here for the interview" she stated "just sign in" the girl requested as Helga signed in looking around it just looks like a doctors office but looking at all the pictures on the wall of the team in the field, the recent one she looked at behind the desk and saw a photo of the current team at some function one of the guys looked awfully familiar, oblong head blonde slick back slightly piercing pools of green orbs that she would often write about in her youth, she couldn't help it as that old feeling made its way to the surface those old habits really do die hard.
Arnold was in his office in the middle of doing paperwork when he heard a female other than Carrie, as he got up and opened the door making his way to the front. Starting to get a glimpse of light blonde and slender turned up nose.
Helga sat in the waiting area as she took a huge breath going threw her planner, as she took in her surrounding heard a male voice
"HELGA? He proclaimed. "Arnold!" she replied
"You two know each other?" Carrie asked behind the desk.
"Uh yeah" Arnold answered.
"From childhood" Helga added.
"Your here for the interview right?" he asked as Helga grinned and nodded.
"Here come into my office we can talk in there" as he lead her down the hallway Helga looked around it was a good size office with all his degrees and certificate hung behind his desk, pulling a chair out for her. Going to sit himself as he watched her take out a pen and paper and something that looks like a recorder.
Helga looked at him not much has changed accept for a little facial hair but other than that he was still Arnold Shortman she's always adored, looking him up and down his work attire all he had on was buttoned down shirt, jeans and a blazer, couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked.
Only in her mind she could think about how good he looks in the nude, But quickly shook those thoughts out of her head, and remembered that her work was her main focus, but with Arnold sitting across from her found it to be a challenge concentrate, he just looked so damn gorgeous.
She was the first to speak to get her mind off that saying to herself it was a long time ago. "So your in a profession that helps people it doesn't surprise me at all" being sarcastic. Arnold at her and smiled which was causing tingles up and down her body, Cursing under her breath, till this day he still has that effect on her.
"Yeah I've been here for a couple weeks now" he answered
"And here i thought you be off on some expedition with your parents" she commented
"We did and we were it's just that my parents and i decided it was time to get back to real civilization" Arnold answering and still smiling Helga was close to slipping out of her chair.
"And I take it their doing well and as goes for your grandparents?" she questioned.
"Grandpa and Grandma are doing great grandpa was glad to retire and be rid of that boarding house those were his exact words they now live in Florida at a very exclusive luxurious Retirement home that might as well be a vacation resort" he included her. "So what about you?" it was his turn for questioning
"Excuse me i thought i was doing all the questioning and besides I like to keep this professional not personal" she reminded him
"I can't ask an old friend how she's doing?' he grinned "I just want to catch up"
"May i remind you i have to write this for a paper and it's due by the end of the week" she reminded trying keep this professional as possible.
"well then why don't we continue over dinner? he asked "did you just ask me out? she rattled "Well yeah just old acquaintance and reconcile our differences" he winked. "Okay than you give me an interview and we can do coffee" she gave in. "coffee sounds good to me. as they both stood and he got his jacket.
"hey Carrie I'm going on a coffee break so transfer all my calls to voicemail" he stated "sure thing" she replied.
A/N well what do you all think?