Author notes: Character (very brief) description- Sydney Russell, a law student at the Cinq University [o.O]. She's 21 years-old, who her father just died and copes with it by going drinking and clubbing.
Lindsay Smith- Out of school but works at Cinq University, which her father bought the building last summer and also runs an empire in the Cinq Kingdom. She's 20 years old.
Chronicle of Silence
Prologue
The alarm clock has been ringing for quite some time now. She woke up with a shock and a hang-over from last night.
"Oh, shit, I'm going to be late again!" she said not looking at the clock. She ran to the washroom to have a quick shower and hurried to blow dry her hair. She rushed to put on her clothes. When she found that she had put on her shirt backwards, she reversed it and collected her books.
She grabbed her keys and left out of the campus room. 'Some roommate Sheryl is, not waking me up when she leaves.' She cursed to herself.
She finally arrived to the big lecture room about 3 miles away from the campus. She tried to sneak in unnoticed, but got caught. "Ms. Russell, late again I see!" someone called from behind her, making her stop halfway up to her seat. She turned around and faced the source of the voice. "I would like you to stay after today's lecture to make up for the lost time!" he said in a loud voice. She heard snickering in the back and she knew it was about her.
"Yes, of course, professor," she said as she quietly took her seat.
After the lesson was done, she did stay back to see what the professor had for her this time. She heard him sigh when he saw her sitting in her chair, finishing off some notes she had to finish off. "Sydney, come here, please," he called.
She arrived by him and tried to apologize, but stopped by him.
"If it wasn't for you father being a very good friend of mine, I would've got you suspended! Your lates have been increasing by the second, especially for this class. Maybe if you cut down on the clubs you go to every night, maybe that will help a bit," he said calmly, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder.
She couldn't say anything and hung her head in shame. He sighed again. "Well, I have an assignment you can do to make up for the times you were late. And this must be completed or I will be forced to suspend you," he said once more.
"What is the assignment this time, professor?" she asked, her head still eyed on the floor.
"Come with me," he said, turning her around. She walked quietly down with him. He led her to the University paper office.
She looked up at him. "Why did you bring me here?" she asked quizzically.
"You are going to work with these people to come up with an article that will help bring it up back on it's feet," he said.
"Huh? I thought they were doing great!" she replied.
"Well, did you know that they only have two reporters woking for them?" he asked.
"Really? I didn't know that," she said. She finally realized something. "Hold on a second here! You want me to help them to get back on their feet? How do you expect me to do that?" she backed up.
"You're smart, you'll come up with something! And you must do this or you know what will happen to you!" he said walking off. She called out for him. "Have something ready by 3 weeks!" he said turning around the corner.
She sighed. 'How bad can it be?' she asked herself. She opened the door and looked up. She screamed, making a couple of people wake up.
"What in the living hell is wrong with you?" someone asked.
"You don't expect me to work in a mess like this!! I'm outta here!!" she said as headed for the door.
"Please wait, we've been expecting you. Professor Banks told us we'd be having a new crew member today," a female voice was heard as Sydney stopped. She turned around.
"Who the hell might you be?" Sydney asked.
"I'm sorry," she said approaching her and holding out her hand. "Lindsay Smith, the head of the paper."
Sydney examined the hand for anything dirty about it. When she did not find anything wrong she took it and shaked it. "Please come into my office," Lindsay asked.
Sydney slowly avoided stepping on anything and headed for the office, which seemed to be clean with air conditioning. "Nice office," she complimented.
Lindsay smiled and sat on her chair. "Please have a seat," she said. Sydney took a seat. "We have been informed that because of your lateness, Professor Banks assigned you to help us with our papers, is that not true?" she asked.
"Yes, that is true. But I cannot work under conditions like how it is outside!" Sydney said with one brow raised.
Lindsay chuckled. "Of course, of course, we'll have someone clean it as soon as possible!" Sydney replied with a smile. "So when would you like to come in and give us your ideas, Ms...I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name!" Lindsay said.
"I didn't say it. It's Sydney Russell. And how about right now?" she asked.
"Great, let me give you some of the projects we're woking on." Lindsay said as she walked to her file cabinet and pulled files out of the second drawer.
Sydney took a good look at them and gave suggestions while Lindsay was recording them on her computer. The meeting went on for the next one and a half hours. Lindsay agreed to a lot of the ideas Sydney have and Sydney was glad to give pointers about how to imporve it. It seemed as if Lindsay was new to this according to Sydney. They both worked well together as they were partners.
A few hours later, Sydney walked out of the office. "Okay? So, I'll be on the lookout for anything intersting and so will you!" she said to Lindsay. Then she turned around to see Pizza's on the floor, coffee splashed on the walls, a computer flashing 'you may shut down the computer' and a couple of men sleeping and snoring on the floor. "And please hire hard-working, clean people, we'll never get anywhere like this!" Lindsay laughed and nodded.
"Get the hell up!!!" Sydney yelled. That awoke all of the sleeping onto thier feet. "This isn't your private room, you are all fired!!!" she yelled once more. All of them walked out moaning and groaning.
Sydney picked up things from the floor as she headed for the door. She dumped them in the garbage outside of the office and waved to Lindsay who waved back.
Lindsay stood in the middle of the office, wondering what she would do about the room, and more importantly how will she be able to get other people who will work for her again. She sighed as she went back into her own office to make a call to her father. He was her only solution for every problem and depended on him to solve them for her. But this time she wanted to be depended on herself. So she sat at her computer and designed an advertisment for the jobs available. JASMINE MAXWELL-YUY: END OF CHAPTER ONE!! I HOPE YOU PPL KNOW WHO YOU ARE IN THIS FICCY...IF YOU DON'T I'LL TELL YOU: SYDNEY RUSSELL- SADIA BAIG AND LINDSAY SMITH- LINDSAY SMITH!!! ^_^ OKAY, THAT'S IT AND REVIEW!!! TILL NEXT CHAP, CAIO!!