"Octavia, this is the last time I help you with something like this," Clarke Griffin groaned, running a hand through her blonde hair. "Seriously, I don't care if you've lost a leg, you're driving down here and getting the interview."
"Thank you so much for doing this for me. I promise I'll make it up," Octavia Blake sniffled. "I really didn't expect to get a cold. If it wasn't so bad, I'd be where you are."
"Maybe if you don't stay out all night with your boyfriend, when it's below twenty-five degrees outside, you wouldn't have this cold," Clarke huffed.
"I really am sorry, Clarke. I will repay you somehow."
"You better! I drove two hours to do this for you. Anyway, I just arrived. Gotta go, be back in a few hours," Clarke hung up her phone, tossing it on the seat next to her. She turned off her car and got out. She sighed, running a hand through her hair again. Looking around the parking lot, she sawthe tall building in front of her, giant letters right in the center of the building which read 'Woods Inc.' taking a deep breath and closed the car door, she started off toward the building. As soon as she was standing in front of the tall building, Clarke tugged on her blue blazer, straightening it a bit. "Well… here goes nothing."
Clarke opened the doors to the building, feeling warmth brush against her face. Looking around, her eyes immediately came to a giant aquarium off to the left. There were a bunch of exotic, colorful fish swimming all around. It took everything in her to keep from walking over to it to watch the fish. An elevator dinged somewhere, causing Clarke to turn her head, looking all around the building; there was a large desk in the back-center of the lobby. There were stairs and an elevator off to the right, and another room right next to them.
"Um… are you going to continue looking around like an idiot, or are you going to ask for help?"
"What? Oh, sorry." Clarke walked over to the desk, smiling sweetly at the man behind it. "I'm here for an interview with, Lexa Woods? My roommate was supposed to come here, but she got sick, so I'm here to take over for her."
"Name?"
"Clarke Griffin, my friend is Octavia Blake."
The man sighed, nodding. He picked up a laptop, opening it and started typing. He ran a hand through his brown hair, and rubbed his nose. "Take a seat anywhere, I'll be right back." He walked off, fixing his black suit jacket.
Clarke looked around the building again, eyes wide as she scanned the tall windows, taking a peak into the room next to the elevator. "Oh, coffee," Clarke smiled, taking a deep breath, smelling a freshly brewed pot.
"Excuse me, Miss Griffin?"
"Yeah? Yes, what?" Clarke turned around, seeing the same man she saw before. She squinted at the top right of his chest, seeing a name tag that read 'Murphy'.
"Lexa will be seeing you now. If you'd follow me," He started to walk toward the stairs. "Would you prefer taking the stairs, or the elevator? Her office is on the top floor, which is over twenty stories high."
"Oh, the elevator, please?" Clarke gave him a small smile, which he just rolled his eyes at.
"Of course," Murphy pressed the button to call the elevator. He started humming a little tune, and Clarke took the chance to look him over. He had hazel, bug like, eyes. Medium length dark brown hair. He was tall, but not much taller than Clarke's five foot five figure. She figured he was at least five-nine.
"So, how long have you been working here?" Clarke tried at small talk.
The elevator dinged, indicating ithad arrived. "I've worked here for a while, but you shouldn't be asking me the questions. You didn't come here to interview me. You came for Lexa, the CEO of the company, right?" Murphy gave her a small smile.
Clarke nodding, taking a deep breath, "Yeah, you're right. I should really focus on her. My roommate will kill me if I don't get this right." Clarke looked up at him, smiling. "Sorry, Murphy."
"That actually isn't my real name, I just go by it. It's John. It's a very common name, I kind of got tired of hearing other people get called, assuming it was me, so I decided to stick with my last name."
Clarke nodded, feeling slightly embarrassed. She looked at the doors, just as they were opening. Murphy stepped out, with Clarke following right behind, "So, where's her office?"
"It's the third door on the left. I'll take you there," Murphy started walking down the hall, passing a few doors before stopping. He lifted his hand up, softly knocking. "Lexa? There's someone here for an interview." He opened the door and stuck his head inside the room. "Lexa?" He brought his head back out and looked at Clarke, nodding and smiling. "Go ahead, she'll be ready for you in a second."
Clarke nodded and stepped into the room. The first thing she noticed was how big the room was. There was a flat screen television right across from a large desk, bigger than the one Murphy used. She had a computer, a Mac book, and an office phone set on the desk, along with a stack of papers piled on the side. A table in the center of the room, several black, leather chairs were surrounding it. There was a spotless, white couch, pushed against the same wall as her desk, but closer to the windows. Clarke finally noticed the silhouette of a woman by one of the large windows.
"Yes, we can do it, and we will," she was saying. "I don't care…. No, that's not how it works." The woman sighed. "We'll discuss this later." She hung up her phone and turned around, smiling sweetly at Clarke. "Hello, you must be Clarke Griffin?"
All Clarke could do was nod, jaw dropped. The woman standing in front of her had dark brown hair. It was so silky and smooth, all Clarke wanted to do was touch it. She had a black suit on, with a white shirt underneath. A dark blue tie was setting just under the suit jacket. She had the most vibrant hazel eyes, Clarke was so entranced in them, she didn't notice the woman trying to get her attention.
"Um… hello?" She looked a bit uncomfortable. "You are Clarke Griffin, right? The one here to interview me?"
"Y-Yeah… sorry, I just zoned out. I didn't have any coffee this morning, sorry," Clarke chuckled nervously. "You must be Lexa Woods?" Clarke offered her hand.
Lexa took her hand, slightly shaking it, "I am. We don't have much time, so I'd really appreciate if we could hurry this up." Lexa walked over to the table, setting her phone down, she sat down.
Clarke nodded, walking over to the table, sitting across from Lexa. She pulled out a note pad and took out the piece of paper with the questions. Clarke cleared her throat and looked up, "So, question one; how much money does your company make?"
Lexa smiled, "Well, yearly we make about six billion, daily it's about sixteen million."
Clarke felt her jaw drop, she quickly closed her mouth and wrote the answer. Looking up, "O-Out of the money your company makes, how much do you and your employees make?"
"Yearly, I make about three hundred million. As for my employees, it kind of depends what branch they're in." Lexa smiled, noticing Clarke's eyes widen. "Out of the two hundred, or so, employee's that work here, they make a total of thirty million. Each individual person makes a different amount, depending on what they work on. Don't get me wrong, they all make a very friendly amount, every single one of them can support a family with their salary alone. If you're a paper pusher, well you're going to make a whole lot less than someone who works in finance."
Clarke scribbled down Lexa's response, biting her bottom lip. She looked at the paper and widened her eyes, "U-Um… well, according to the paper, I'm supposed to be asking," she cleared her throat, staring at the paper. "Are you gay?"
Lexa widened her eyes, completely baffled, "Is this a joke? You're really asking me that?" She sighed, giving Clarke a stern look. "As a matter of fact, yes, I am."
"I'm sorry, these aren't my questions. My roommate was supposed to do this, but she got sick, so I got stuck into doing this. Really, I'm sorry for asking."
Lexa nodded and stood up, going to the window, "You know, I don't show my face to publicity a lot. I prefer keeping my private life… well, private. Of course I've been asked that question before, I've always tended to ignore it, simply brushed it off." She turned to Clarke and smiled. "You know, you have really beautiful blue eyes. They kind of remind me of the sky, when it's about to rain. That beautiful grey-blue color. It's very pretty."
Clarke opened and closed her mouth, unsure what to say or do. She kept her eyes on Lexa, watching as she came closer to her, sitting across from her.
"Is that all?" Lexa asked in a sweet voice.
"Yeah, u-um… how much money do you guys make from investments?"
"From investments? A little less than half, so around two, maybe closer to three, billion a year."
Clarke swallowed hard, nodding, "And what exactly does your company do?"
"We sell equipment," Lexa chuckled. "Equipment for anything and everything. Schools, playgrounds, construction sites. It doesn't really matter what it is, we'll most likely have it."
"I have one more question," Clarke took in a shaky breath, reading the paper in her hand. "Who started up the company in your family? It's called 'Woods Inc.' right? It's been an up and running company for about, eighty years, so who started it all? How did your family get rich?"
Lexa sighed, looking down at her hands, "My great grandfather. He started it when he was about forty. Eventually he got too old and passed it down to my grandfather, whom was fifty-three at the time. I don't have any other siblings, so the company went to me. I was basically trained since the age of sixteen to run this place."
Clarke quickly wrote down what was said and nodded, "Okay, thank you. That's all I have." She looked up at Lexa, giving her a small, tight smile. "My roommate will really appreciate this." Clarke started to stand up on shaky legs, but dropped her pen and notepad, causing papers to fly all around her seat. Tensing up, she quickly got to the ground picking up the papers. She felt someone next to her, helping pick up the papers with her. "I-I'm sorry." She quickly apologized.
"No reason to apologize, it was an accident, it happens to the best of us," Lexa stood up, handing Clarke the papers she managed to grab. "I'll walk you to your car. It's the red Honda Accord right? The really old junky looking one?"
"Yeah. You don't have to walk me there," Clarke was slightly irritated. Sure her car was old, mostly because she was a college student and got the thing in high school, she couldn't afford fancy Lamborghini, like everyone who worked for Lexa could. Clarke hugged and grabbed the papers, shoving them in her backpack.
"Did I offend you?" Lexa straightened her suit coat.
Clark just shook her head, turning towards the door, "Nope, I'm good." She turned back to Lexa. "But really, I don't need you to walk me to my car. Thank you for the offer, though."
Lexa nodded, watching as Clarke left the office room. She smiled to herself. She quickly walked to her desk, grabbing her office phone.
"Hello?" Murphy answered. "Everything alright up there?"
Lexa couldn't contain herself, smiling even wider, "It's her. I finally found her."
"Octavia! You home?" Clarke walked into the apartment, looking around the room. The old brown couch was empty, no blanket or pillow like there was this morning. She looked in the kitchen, seeing everything in their usual spots. Clarke walked to Octavia's room, knocking on the door. "Octavia? You here?" Not getting a response, she opened the door. Seeing no one was inside she sighed. "I shouldn't be surprised that you were faking it. Getting out of an interview, for class might I add, just to hang out with Lincoln, your boyfriend." Clarke closed the door, walking to her own room. She closed the door behind her and laid on her bed, running a hand over the white blanket. She sat up and walked over to her small desk, turning on her laptop. "So, this Lexa Woods, she's very… mysterious." Opening her browser, she typed in Lexa Woods' name, trying to find anything she could on the women she encountered earlier.
A/N: Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed it! :D I just wanted to say, I'm looking for a beta for this fic. I know my grammar isn't always the best. If anyone's interested, please PM me on here. :D