p style="text-align: center;"span style="text-decoration: underline;"Chapter 1/spanspan style="text-decoration: underline;" - Tris POV/span/p
p style="text-align: left;"I was walking to the office, a cup of Starbucks coffee in my hand and my black, leather briefcase on my shoulder. The large, glass building was dwarfed by the famous New York City skyscrapers surrounding it. A doorman greeted me as he opened the door and I entered the spacious lobby. Men and women were running around, clad in expensive business suits. I walked into the elevator and hit the button for the 6th floor./p
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p style="text-align: left;"When the doors opened up I was met with a flurry of papers and brown hair. Christina. "Gosh Tris! Don't just stand there, help me pick up all these papers!" Christina, my best friend from college and colleague, exclaimed. I rolled my eyes and helped her pick up the scattered papers. We headed to our shared office, closing the glass door behind us./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Have you seen the news?" Christina asked, re-organizing the papers she'd dropped. Christina adored reading all those gossip sites and tabloids./p
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p style="text-align: left;""No Why?" I asked, not looking up from my laptop./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Four Eaton got kicked off the San Francisco Fourty-Niners for anger management issues," Chris says, breaking into laughter./p
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p style="text-align: left;""I'll bet he wants to sue them, too," I commented. According to Christina's past comments on Four Eaton, he would sue companies or throw big tantrums when something he didn't like happened./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Yup," she said through wheezes/p
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p style="text-align: left;""I'd like to see how that works out," I chuckled. "His poor lawyer."/p
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p style="text-align: left;""I know, right? How is he supposed to defend that brat?"/p
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p style="text-align: left;""He can't!" I turned back to my work until I heard a knock on the door./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Come in!" I called out. The door opened and I looked up from my work. A boy who looked very similar to me walked in. "Caleb!" I jumped up and ran over to hug my brother. "What are you doing here?"/p
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p style="text-align: left;""Well we're supposed to be at mom and dad's in a week so I figured I'd visit you and tour the city," he replied./p
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p style="text-align: left;""That sounds great! What about your job?" I frowned. Caleb worked in a science lab and going on breaks wasn't something they did often./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Jeanine let me take a couple weeks off," he shrugged. I nodded. Caleb was a hard worker, he deserved the couple weeks off./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Well I got to get back to work," I said, motioning to the piles of work on my desk. Let's catch up for lunch."/p
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p style="text-align: left;""Great," Caleb replied. He waved and left, closing the door behind him softly./p
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p style="text-align: left;""You're taking a couple weeks off?" Christina asked, raising her eyebrows./p
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p style="text-align: left;""No, just a week. My dad's running for mayor and wants Caleb and me there to support him."/p
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p style="text-align: left;""Who'd he up against?"/p
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p style="text-align: left;""I don't know," I shrugged. We got back to work after that, silence filling the room./p
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p style="text-align: left;"strongSo? I hope you liked this first chapter. This is my first time writing, so I'm still getting the hang of everything. Let me know what you think! Hit the review button, I know you want to. Next chapter up soon. /strong/p
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p style="text-align: left;"I was walking to the office, a cup of Starbucks coffee in my hand and my black, leather briefcase on my shoulder. The large, glass building was dwarfed by the famous New York City skyscrapers surrounding it. A doorman greeted me as he opened the door and I entered the spacious lobby. Men and women were running around, clad in expensive business suits. I walked into the elevator and hit the button for the 6th floor./p
p style="text-align: left;" /p
p style="text-align: left;"When the doors opened up I was met with a flurry of papers and brown hair. Christina. "Gosh Tris! Don't just stand there, help me pick up all these papers!" Christina, my best friend from college and colleague, exclaimed. I rolled my eyes and helped her pick up the scattered papers. We headed to our shared office, closing the glass door behind us./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Have you seen the news?" Christina asked, re-organizing the papers she'd dropped. Christina adored reading all those gossip sites and tabloids./p
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p style="text-align: left;""No Why?" I asked, not looking up from my laptop./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Four Eaton got kicked off the San Francisco Fourty-Niners for anger management issues," Chris says, breaking into laughter./p
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p style="text-align: left;""I'll bet he wants to sue them, too," I commented. According to Christina's past comments on Four Eaton, he would sue companies or throw big tantrums when something he didn't like happened./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Yup," she said through wheezes/p
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p style="text-align: left;""I'd like to see how that works out," I chuckled. "His poor lawyer."/p
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p style="text-align: left;""I know, right? How is he supposed to defend that brat?"/p
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p style="text-align: left;""He can't!" I turned back to my work until I heard a knock on the door./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Come in!" I called out. The door opened and I looked up from my work. A boy who looked very similar to me walked in. "Caleb!" I jumped up and ran over to hug my brother. "What are you doing here?"/p
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p style="text-align: left;""Well we're supposed to be at mom and dad's in a week so I figured I'd visit you and tour the city," he replied./p
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p style="text-align: left;""That sounds great! What about your job?" I frowned. Caleb worked in a science lab and going on breaks wasn't something they did often./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Jeanine let me take a couple weeks off," he shrugged. I nodded. Caleb was a hard worker, he deserved the couple weeks off./p
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p style="text-align: left;""Well I got to get back to work," I said, motioning to the piles of work on my desk. Let's catch up for lunch."/p
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p style="text-align: left;""Great," Caleb replied. He waved and left, closing the door behind him softly./p
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p style="text-align: left;""You're taking a couple weeks off?" Christina asked, raising her eyebrows./p
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p style="text-align: left;""No, just a week. My dad's running for mayor and wants Caleb and me there to support him."/p
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p style="text-align: left;""Who'd he up against?"/p
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p style="text-align: left;""I don't know," I shrugged. We got back to work after that, silence filling the room./p
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p style="text-align: left;"strongSo? I hope you liked this first chapter. This is my first time writing, so I'm still getting the hang of everything. Let me know what you think! Hit the review button, I know you want to. Next chapter up soon. /strong/p
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