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A/N: Well, I've finally decided to keep this story going, but I'm going to make some changes. It'll be re-edited (the first chapter) and the rest will be written better than what they were. KAY?
Review. Please.
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"SAKURA!!" Hiromi shouted.
"You're going to get up right now or I'll…"
I sighed and rolled over. Her voice is way too loud.
WHOOSH.
"Aaargh!"
A cup of water is splashed on me. Ah crap.
Why can't Hiromi understand I need sleep? I have a job in a few days. I mean, just because we're roommates and best friends it doesn't mean she can yell in my ear and splash a glass of water on me...
Right?
"SAKURA!!"
I groaned again.
"WHAT?!"
Uhh. My voice is hoarse. I need water.
Fast.
Oh yeah, the water is ON me.
"Doesn't your new job start today??"
Wait.
WHAT?
I shoot up in bed and stare at the calendar.
Oh My Freaking GOD.
It's the 25th of January.
The FREAKING 25th of January.
Oh my god.
I yanked the sheets roughly off my bed – they collapsed in a heap on the floor.
I glanced at the clock; 8:45.
"Hiromi, when does the job start?"
I was on the verge of a mental and emotional breakdown.
"Um...9:00."
"WHAT?!"
Ok. Ok.
I can do this.
No, I can't. But I'll try.
I ran to the bathroom, and shut the door.
I had to get ready for my new job in five minutes when I was SUPPOSED to have an hour.
***
That was the shortest shower I ever had.
I came out of the bathroom and see Hiromi with a cup of coffee and my bag packed neatly at the door, although I have absolutely no idea what's in it.
See, this is why she is my best friend.
***
"You could've turned just then!"
I'm yelling in her ear now as she completely missed a yellow light.
"Sakura, we have four minutes left. Calm down. It's just down the road."
"Look, I need to make a good first impression. I can't be late!"
"You won't be! Ugh, look, there is a lot of traffic here, you'd be quicker if you just walked the rest of the way."
I get out of the car and begin running.
I can see the building down the street.
I sigh in relief...
And then I trip.
The tip of my heel catches the edge of a pavement, and down I go.
I put my palms in front of me to brace myself. Luckily all I had now is a few shallow scrapes.
As I sat there on the ground, I hear a voice.
It's clear and cutting.
"Are you okay?"
I look up and my emerald eyes clash with onyx.
I stare, entranced. Then I realise he is looking at me peculiarly.
I nod slowly. Yes? Will you marry me?
"Good." He tosses his messy black hair out of the way.
Oh my god Sakura! He's a god! HOT! HOT! My inner voice says.
He extends he hand, and I take it, not even wincing at the pain of the scrapes/
I stare at him again.
Oh my god, he is so hot! Even the way he speaks is hot! Total hotness!
"I'd best be getting to work." He says.
"Sure. Thanks."
He walks away, leaving me there.
Oh my god. Oh my god. I just saw a GOD.
I begin to follow him, but then I remember.
Work.
I had completely forgotten.
I guess the mystery man will have to wait.
I sigh and walk towards my work building; Uchiha international.
***
I run across the road, and enter the building.
And then my heart drops.
Because standing in front of me, is that man.
I gulp.
Audibly, seeing as he turned around.
Surprise flits across his face.
"Err…hello. My name is Haruno Sakura. I'm the new receptionist."
"Oh. I see. My name is Uchiha Sasuke. I am the director."
"Ah. Do I work there?"
I point at a large workstation on the left side of the entrance hall.
"Yes. You are very nearly late."
"I know, sir. I'm sorry."
I feel the heat rising to my cheeks.
"Well, then make yourself at home."
I take that as my cue to leave and walk to my workstation, dumping my bag on the ground.
I sit on the too comfortable chair and sigh, my head in my arms.
I hear someone clear their throat.
I look up, hoping to see Uchiha Sasuke.
No, instead I am faced with a frowning business man. He asks me for directions to 'Mr. Samori's' office.
"Um…" I stutter.
The man shakes his head and walks away.
Shit!
***
I guess you wouldn't call it a perfect end to a perfect day.
I got home late, after memorising all the building offices.
I think I slammed the door a little harder than necessary because Hiromi poked her head out from the coach.
While watching NCIS.
"How was work?" she asked.
It's a rhetorical question.
I think.
Silence.
"I thought so."
I sigh and flop onto the couch.
"There's this guy."
Hiromi sits up straight and turns my face towards her.
"Spill."
"Okay. His name is Uchiha Sasuke."
"Continue."
"When I tripped this morning, he helped me up."
"You're such a klutz."
"Shut up."
"Keep going."
"Okay. He's really cute. As in REALLY cute. He's got messy black hair…and grey black eyes. Onyx. He has the softest pink lips."
I hate the look on Hiromi's face.
"Ooh, juicy."
"Annnnnnnnnd, he has the best voice."
"And why are you telling me instead of going after him?"
I pause.
"Because…"
"…"
"Because he's my boss."
A/N: First chapter! WOO. Please review. No, really. I need INSPIRATION.
I'm halfway through the next chapter so...yeah. I'll update soon if I can.
:D
Alice.