Practically A Deja Vu
Lisa's forced to take a holiday to forget about all her recent happenings, but is that the real reason?
This is my first fanfic so plzplzplz tell me what you think of it...I know that this chapter's a bit boring but I can esure you it will be loads better later on.
Enjoy (I hope)
Rissa
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Discalaimer: I don't own or pretend that I own anything whatsoever to do with Red Eye inc characters ect. So please don't sue.
Chapter 1: Home Is Where The Work Is
Lisa Reisert sat on her cream leather couch flicking through the TV channels "Nothing on, as usual
Lisa Reisert sat on her cream leather couch flicking through the TV channels "Nothing on, as usual. I don't see why I can't just go back to work! I'M PERFECTLY FINE!" Since being forced to go on leave after the recent Red Eye incident, Lisa had started talking to herself. The career-obsessed woman wasn't at all used to not having anyone to talk to. There had always been complaining customers or one of her only friends, Cynthia. Of course she had her much loved father, but she didn't want to keep annoying him all day, even he had better things to do than she did. After a lot of talking she decided that tomorrow she would go into work and tell them exactly that. "I...am...fine!" she said again, almost trying to persuade herself.
The next morning she woke up, a bit earlier than what she was currently used to, and got dressed and ready for going back to work in The Lux Hotel. As Lisa walked through the revolving doors into the lobby she saw how everything was exactly as she left it. Customers were queueing at the reception desk where Cynthia stood, people were complaining, checking in and out, drinking at the bar. It was perfect. She was home.
"Lisa?!" Cynthia exclaimed, "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be at home." She said quite confused as to why she was there.
"I am home. Look Cynthia, I can't be there. I need to be here! You should know me by now, I can't stand being at home and by myself. Why do you think I'm always here?" Lisa was lashing out at her, she knew it wasn't her fault but she hadn't had anyone but herself to rant at in a month. She was desperate! "I'm sorry. I need to keep my mind off it all and here's the only place I can. I didn't mean to have a go at you. Sorry." Her eyes started to well up but she didn't cry, she wouldn't and couldn't cry.
"Maybe you should speak to Mr Boxton, he needs to know anyway...nice to see you." Cynthia mumbled as Lisa walked through reception and into and office area where her senior boss sat.
"Lisa, what are you doing here?" He said again slightly confused. Lisa was getting a bit fed up of this already, but it was all in good reason.
As she stepped into his office she started to explain everything she had said to Cynthia, but this time she didn't lash out in fear of never being able to come back. He understood her perfectly, but he refused to take her back. His excuse was something along the lines of "I am sorry Lisa that you feel that way but you've been under a lot of stress lately and we wouldn't want it affecting you amazing work. Maybe you should take a holiday. All expenses paid?" Do they really want to get rid of me that badly? She thought as he asked her where she would like to go. "A shopping trip? New York perhaps? Las Vegas? Anywhere, you chose." She thought about it very carefully and decided on where she would like to go.
"Here!" She exclaimed. "I would like to go here. Maybe even stay at the hotel?" She asked brightly. Wishing and hoping.
His reply wasn't so perky, "Lisa...you really need to get out of here...it isn't healthy." He was using the really unsympathetic sympathetic voice that he uses with unhelpful customers. "You are going to New York, that's decided. A great hotel, one of our own, and a little bit of spending money too. It leaves tomorrow evening." With that, he gestured her to leave. She wanted to let rip at him, she was fed up of being told what she could and couldn't do. Lisa was so furious that she even wanted to hit him. As she left her only place of sanctuary, Lisa started to think about what she could take with her, she loved packing. She had never been to that many places but she loved packing so much.
At home, it only took her a 20 minutes to get everything sorted, although to be honest, there wasn't that much to take. She carried on with her normal routine for the rest of the day. First of all, Lisa rang her father telling her what had happened and where she was going to be for the next month. At least he sounded happy for me. After that she had dinner, read a bit of a new book she had bought and went to bed. Her life was quite boring and uneventful after the red eye flight.
A/N:
It was very short, but it's only a tiny intro thing, the actions coming don't worry.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed your first installment, please review with any suggestions you have and I'll keep them in mind.
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