We own nothing all S Meyer
EPOV
I love the night, so calm, peaceful and free from the annoying sounds of everyday life and the endless chatter of people that fill the daylight hours. I flip the switch on the soundboard smoothly changing from Mozart to Metallica. It's almost 3 am, only a few hours left on my shift, I love my job and the hours just seem to fly by. I cue up the next few songs before slipping on the headphones and losing myself in the music and my thoughts. Lately I've been feeling as though there is something missing in my life, like I'm a puzzle missing that last piece though for the life of I can't figure out what it is. My mother and sister would have me believe it's a career, but I know it's not that. I'm happy with my job, sure being a DJ isn't as glamorous as being a doctor or lawyer like my parents wanted me to be but it pays the bills and up until recently I've felt that my life was complete.
I really do love my job, I work the graveyard shift at the local radio station. I'm known as DJ Midnight Sun a name that was given to me by the station manager my first week on the job after I had failed to pick something awe inspiring for myself, apparently Edward doesn't really provoke any vision of hot radio DJ god in the eyes of my listeners. I hardly think that my listeners care what I'm called as most people don't listen to the radio this late but it works to my advantage it gives me the freedom to cater to my unique musical taste. While my boss had offered many times to move me to a more coveted time slot I gently refused his offer as I preferred to work alone and I didn't want to follow stringent daytime standards. After I refused his offer for what must've been the fifth time he nodded his head with understanding and told me it was a shame to be wasting my rich velvet voice on less than stellar air time. I chuckled when he told me this but refused once again to budge from my spot, while a daytime slot would result in a wage increase it would also result in more responsibility and I was happy with a job that didn't seem much like work to me in the first place.
It's not that I had anything against hard work I just felt like I was at a point in life where I wanted to sit back and let things happen as they may. I worked hard all through college and I was halfway through a law degree when I got bored and switched to medicine. I put in a few years before realizing that wasn't right for me either, the only degree I had enough credit to get was in physiology and we all know how useful that can be. I'm can honestly say that I'm happy with my life overall. I have nice apartment, easy job and good friends, what else could I guy want? Well maybe a girlfriend but I never trouble finding someone to release some tension with me when needed.
I glance at the clock again it's just about 4:30 am, the morning crew will be here soon. They are interesting pair Jasper and Tanya, I've known Jasper since I started here 4 years ago and Tanya joined him about a year ago. Jasper is the is the best friend I have, I used to hang out here with him through most of his shift, picking apart his choices in music and mocking his "witty" banter but that stopped since Tanya started last year. Tanya is a nice enough girl but the way she looks at me she makes me…. well uncomfortable to say the least. Don't get me wrong I'm used to girls throwing themselves at me, not that I'm a Greek sex god by any means but I have been blessed with some good DNA and I can turn on the charm when needed. Tanya however doesn't just throw herself at me she looks me up and down like I'm something to eat, always whispering in my ear that she's not wearing any panties to work and acts like she owns me. Not that I haven't thought of tapping that, she's hot enough I guess strawberry blonde, nice legs, and she would have a decent face if she didn't have her makeup set to whore every morning. I guess that why she's on the radio instead of TV because there is no way she could be on TV without a 1-900 number below her face. Jasper keeps bugging me to just do her already because he thinks she's in heat. The only reason she stopped making advances at him is because she is dating my little sister and for someone so small she can be very intimidating. I remember the day she came in here to confront Tanya about her unwanted attention to her boyfriend, I don't think I've ever seen Tanya look so scared. Unfortunately ever since then Tanya has been solely focused on me and I cringed while recalling her latest advances.
My thoughts were interrupted by Jasper banging on the window, he smiles at me and I motion for him to come in. I give my standard sign off and cue up the last few songs to finish my shift. I take off the headphones and hand them over to Jasper. He sets down his coffee and hands me a slurpee.
"It's all yours man." I said while taking a long sip.
Jasper looks at me and shakes his head "I still don't know how you can drink those things in the morning."
I point to his coffee. "You have your caffeine, I have mine." I take another sip nothing beats a Dr. Pepper Slurpee.
"Is Tanya here yet?" I ask looking around.
"Nope" he said popping the "p".
"Good I'm out of here before she can tell me what kind of syrup she wants to lick off me".
I hear Jasper's laughter fill the room as I stroll out of the office slurpee in hand and into the early morning. I pause briefly to watch the sunrise from the bridge across the street from the station. It's a good start/end to my day and I head back to my apartment pushing back that nagging feeling of incompleteness and smile.
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