I'm on fire!
I have so many ideas at once that I am so sick of having them! This will be my first HA series and I am hoping that you guys will like this piece as much as... I do! Also, I am on my one week break from school and I will write as much as I can, update as fast as possible and make my story as fascinating as it can be! Also, this is kind of Alternate Universe, that means no FTi, no Jungle Movie, no San Lorenzo, might be completely different from the original storyline of HA, but it will have some of its basic info. Enough of me chitty chatty, I will let you guys read it right now!
Disclaimer: Nope, never going to own it!
Warning: Almost Alternate Universe, 90% different from the original storyline of HA!
Life in New York
"Arnold! The Boss is calling you!" A guy with glasses called out to a certain blonde editor that was sinking himself in a pile of newspaper. The lad picked his head up and looked over to his partner, who was pointing his thumb at the room in the corner, which was labeled, 'Director Alexa Smith'. The one who was called Arnold, picked up his pencil and hung it on his ear, he fixed his hat and left his work space.
Arnold swallowed and walked calmly over his boss' office. His blonde hair went spikier than normal and his hat was falling out of place. His walking was almost in the same beat as some of the typing noises that were filling the room, his hands clasped together and his back was shaking. He arrived at the office and entered the bright room. His boss was sitting cross-legged and facing the big window wall that showed the city of Manhattan.
He swallowed again and spoke up. "You were calling me, Ms. Alexa?"
Alexa turned to his side and glared at him with vicious eyes. Her green eyes were looking almost murderous toward him, her red hair was all puffed up and looked almost like it was powered by a cat fierceness. She intertwined her hands and looked at the magazine on her desk.
"Do you know why I called you in here, Arnold Shortman?" She said, as the same time, reading the magazine.
"No, ma'am." Arnold's voice was shaking and at a point where it almost fell out of his throat, he played with his fingers and hands, trying to gather up his courage and answered the following questions by his boss.
"I'm certain that you don't." She stood up from her seat. "Arnold, our magazine is at the second place of one of New York's most favorite magazine line. Our headlines were just behind Jamie McDougal, who is not a coincidence, my lawful cousin from my Mother side."
"And of course, she used to be on second place with me. Until she somehow got on the first place and kicked Lucas Kingfield's New York on Sundays down to fourth place." Alexa sighed and put her hands gently on the window glass. "She had proved us that she was not an ordinary nemesis." Alexa clenched her hand into a fist and cursed silently. She heaved a sigh again and turned around to face Arnold, who was playing around with his hat that he took down from his head. She offered him a seat and let him had a cup of her coffee. They both took a sip and smiled happily with the aroma of the bitter and sweet made by coffee, Arnold wiped his mouth with his sleeve and set the cup down on the small white plate.
"I'm pretty positive that you are single, no?" Alexa smirked and asked her editor, who had some light pink tint on his cheeks. He smiled shyly and rubbed his neck.
"Well... I'm quite busy with my editing job and I don't go around in parties or other places a lot. I'll find one if I have any chances."
An idea just flashed in Alexa's mind clockwork. She put down her coffee mug and took out some paper work of her company. After a moment of searching, she handed Arnold a thin folder. "Here, you just got a promotion."
"What?" Arnold widened his eyes and took the folder from her hand.
Journalist, it said.
"You are now a journalist, your first mission is to go out into the city and find for me a columnist for my magazine. I will replace you with a new editor."
Arnold's mouth was hanging slightly and no words were coming out of his mouth. Finally! His hard work had finally paid out, he got his dream promotion and got rid of the editing job that he somewhat despised so much. He shook hand with Alexa, said his thank you and left the room gleefully.
When he came out, he saw a black cop, who was his best friend, greeted him. "Hey man! I got my lunch break and came here right away!"
Arnold muttered under his breath and confused his friend. "What man? Are you okay Arnold?"
"I got the promotion Gerald! I got my promotion as a journalist!" Arnold shook Gerald's arms and squeezed him into his arms.
Gerald pulled Arnold away and then hugged back, patted his back happily. "Congratulation man! I knew you could do it! What's your first mission?"
"To find the perfect columnist."
See you in the next Chapter!
Thank you for reading and please mind my mistakes!
