Hey everyone! (OMG only now did I realize I start off every chapter like that. Should become my trademark or something.) Thanks to everyone who reviewed last chapter! And for everyone who told me their fav clothing stores, I have to say, y'all have good taste! Forever 21 was by far the most poplar amongst you guys, and that is also a fav of mine!
Oh, and I would like to reply to one of my guest reviewer, because I just couldn't resist, and she's been such a loyal reviewer of this story! I try to reply to everyone who reviews though PMs, but there's my awesome guest reviewers! I love you guys too! But, sometimes, I'm not sure if "Guest" is the same reviewer or not. You guys should make accounts!
Anyways, to BunnySwag101: Yeah, I'm working on developing their relationship, but I don't want it to seem rushed, you know? But don't worry, Zammie is coming soon! And yes, my school does start August 5th, but I got out May 24th. AND IMMA BE A FRESHIE Y'ALL! Yep, I'll be the minions of those high and mighty, untouchable, dearest upperclassmen. JK! Okay, I'm so excited for school though!
One last thing: OMG GUYS! THIS STORY MADE IT TO 100 REVIEWS LAST CHAPTER! I love you all. Seriously. And shoutout to my 100th reviewer… drumroll please… CAMMIEZACHZAMMIE! OMG girl, when I saw that, I had to laugh! Anyways, thanks for sticking with me for this whole thing!
(BTW, even though I use the word "y'all" a lot, I'm not country y'all.)
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"Okay, I'll be down in a sec." Cammie got out of the car that was currently parked across the street from her work building.
Liz nodded, "Good luck."
Cammie closed the car door, and walked across the street. She took a deep breath and sipped her coffee to calm her nerves as she entered the building. She nodded at the receptionist and made her way to the elevator. As she made her way up to her office, she went through her mental checklist. Job withdrawal form in briefcase. Check. Resume for Zach also in briefcase. Check. Unfinished work to leave for Josh. Check. It's not much of a revenge, but she'll take what she can get.
She walked down the hall to her office, sipping her coffee, and started to pack up all her belongings. She threw all of her office supplies in her briefcase, and went to get a box to pack everything else in. She walked around the small office, making sure she didn't leave anything behind, because she sure as heck doesn't want to come back here after she leaves today. She went over to get her form out for Josh, reviewing over it to make sure she didn't miss anything.
Speak of the devil, Josh popped his head into the room, "Hey, can you fax this to th- what's going on?" Josh took in the appearance of the bare desk, which was usually covered with Cammie's papers and pens, and the box full of her things.
"Oh yeah, um, about that," Cammie handed Josh the form, "I, uh, quit."
"What? Why?" Josh's eyes bugged out as he read the bold letters at the top of the papers. POSITION WITHDRAWAL FORM.
"Isn't it obvious Josh? I didn't want to talk about this, but can you not feel the awkwardness? Ever since you decided to freaking dump me on our wedding?"
"I'm sorry about that okay? But I didn't plan to do that!" Josh held up his hands.
"Okay, listen here buddy, I don't care if you planned to or not. But the fact that you were able to do it, is disgusting. If you are able to leave someone on the day of the wedding just like that, you have problems. I'm not saying that I blame you for getting with who you love, but you really couldn't have done it any sooner?" She stabbed her finger at Josh's chest and squinted her eyes at him.
"I'm sorry! What more do you want me to do? I thought you were okay with it! But you can't quit, I know you need this job!"
"No! I'm not okay with it! Would you be? No! Nobody would be! And I don't freaking need this job! That's why I'm quitting. I got a new job at Goode's."
"YOU GOT A JOB AT GOODE'S?! How could you Cammie? They're our main competition! I thought I could count on you!"
"Well, I could've said the same thing for you," Cammie shot back, "I didn't want to start an argument, but you needed some real straightening out. And yes, I got a job at Goode's, I'm friends with the boss. I think I would like my job more there, and by the way; I'm your main competition now." She walked back to her desk, and took out the file of unfinished papers, "Here's some paperwork that you can do yourself. Good day, Josh, I wish you and DeeDee the best, and I hope I never see you again." Cammie picked up her brief case and coffee with one hand, balancing her box on her hip with the other.
Cammie began to walk out of the room, leaving a dumbfound Josh behind, "Oh and Josh? Doesn't feel good to have someone walk out on you like that does it?" Cammie said over her shoulder.
Cammie strutted out of the building, feeling a huge weight lift of her chest.
And she never looked back.
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"How'd it go?" Liz asked as Cammie threw opened the car door and tossed her briefcase in, and set the box of her supplies in the backseat.
"Oh, well, it actually went better than expected." Cammie replied.
"What happened?" Liz question, so Cammie repeated the conversation she and Josh just had. When she finished, Liz just stared at her, "Oh my gosh, you actually said that?!"
"Yeah. Do you think it was too much? Should I apologize?"
"No! Absolutely not! He totally deserved that, and much sooner. Remember the first week after your wedding? Bex, Macey and I wanted to do much worse when he got back, but you held us off. Girl, I'm so proud of you!" Liz exclaimed.
"Thanks! And that actually felt really good, you know? I feel much better." Cammie admitted.
"Of course it does! And I'm not one for arguments, but you totally needed to do that!" Liz nodded.
Liz pulled up next to a building just a couple blocks away from the one Cammie just exited out of, "This is the place, right?"
"Should be, according to the giant 'Goode and Co.' sign over there." Cammie gestured to the large letters imprinted on a metal board hanging above the entrance.
"Okay, well, good luck," Liz winked, "And have fun."
"Thanks I will," Cammie answered back sarcastically, "See you later." She grabbed her box and briefcase.
Cammie squared her shoulders and walked into the lobby. She stopped at the front desk to check in, "Hey, um, I'm Cammie Morgan, Mr. Goode's new secretary?"
The receptionist smiled at her, "Oh yes, he told me to expect you. He's on the top floor in room 619. That's the one you'll see when you step out of the elevator, take a right, and down at the very end of the hall. Says 'Zachary Goode's Office' on the door, so it shouldn't be too hard to find. If you get lost though, just ask anyone you see; we're all really friendly here. Would you like someone to help you carry your things?"
"Oh that's alright, I got it, but thanks," Cammie glanced at her name tag, "Tina. Nice to meet you."
"You too, Cameron! Good luck on your first day!" Tina beamed at her.
"Thanks," Cammie said over her shoulder as she walked away, "And call me Cammie!"
Cammie stepped into the elevator, thinking how nice the receptionist was. DeeDee was actually the part time receptionist at her old building, and after the wedding, she tried to avoid DeeDee whenever possible. As Cammie walked down the halls, she took in the fanciness of everything. At her old work place, you could hardly find a potted plant, but here, she's already seen many plants, vases, and even a couple of statues. It felt like she was in a five star hotel.
As she found the door exactly where and how Tina described it, she took a deep beep breath and fixed her outfit slightly, and knocked on the glass double doors before peeking in.
She found Zach sitting at a large oak wood desk in the center of the large room. The door appeared to be one corner of the room, and Cammie could see a door by Zach's desk that seemed to lead to a private bathroom. There were many shelves full of books and filing cabinets crowding one corner of the room, and in another corner, there was a huge flatscreen on the wall -which was currently playing the morning news- surrounded by a black leather couch set and a nice coffee table in the middle, and a floor-to-ceiling window was next to it, which gave a view of the entire city. The last corner was a small kitchen area with a refrigerator and a countertop with a microwave, coffeemaker, and sink. It had some glass cabinets, which Cammie could see were filled with glasses, plates, and one entirely stocked with coffee mixes. There was an empty desk, with only a printer and the most state-of-the-art computer on it, across from Zach's, and it also had a door by it, which was similar to the one by Zach's desk, so it probably lead to a bathroom as well. The room was relatively bare, except a few potted plants and a fancy clock, along with all of Zach's diplomas hanging on the all.
"Hey, Cammie, great to see you here! So, that's your desk from now on," Zach gestured to the empty desk, "I got you a name plate." Zach held up a plaque that read CAMERON MORGAN.
"Oh, um, thanks, and here's my resume, just in case you needed it," She handed Zach the papers, then set her things on her desk. She rose her eyebrows in appreciation at the nice desk and leather chair, "Nice office you got."
"Thanks, I practically live here, so I tried it make it comfortable. Feel free to use the TV or kitchen when you're not busy. That's your bathroom, so you can do whatever you like with it. Also, if you want, you can decorate your side of the room." Zach instructed.
"Really? Thank you! I love it here already." Cammie smiled.
"You're welcome. I'm going to give you a while to settle in before you start working. I'm sorry, but I have a meeting right now, so I'll have to leave for an hour. You can stay here, or feel free to explore the building. I'll have to give you a tour sometime today." Zach started to gather some files on his desk, "I'm really glad you're working here now, Cammie."
"Thanks, I'm really happy to be working here." Cammie replied.
"Well, I hope you enjoy it here. I'm gonna bolt now, try not to get in too much trouble, okay?" Zach winked at Cammie, before leaving the room.
Cammie walked around her desk, feeling her black stilettos slightly sink into the soft plush carpet. She started to unpack her office supplies, barely filling up three of the seven drawers. She plugged in her small, pink desk lamp, and set up her personal laptop next to her work desktop. And so came her smiley face mug full of pencils and pens, her picture frame with the photo that was taken of her friends at graduation, and the small desk calendar that came with an inspirational quote for everyday. She started to hang up some more pictures of her and her friends on the wall behind her desk, including one of their group of eight that was taken several weeks ago. Cammie smiled at the picture, and gave it a place right in the middle.
When Cammie finished unpacking, she threw the cardboard box into the recycling bin she saw in the hallway, and came back in to explore the rest of the office. She stepped into her private bathroom, her heels clacking on the marble floor. The bathroom was lit by some fancy lamps hanging above the large mirror giving the room a warm, orangey glow on the elaborately patterned wallpaper. On one side of the small room, were two arm chairs with a side table in the middle, and on the other side, a sink with a shiny faucet and a brand new looking toilet.
OMG, this is like bathroom heaven, Cammie thought as she took in the marble countertop of the sink, the automatic paper towel dispenser and hand dryer, the high tech automatic systems for the faucet, soap dispenser, and toilet. She walked over to the sink, finding that even though it had a soap dispenser, it also has a selection of brand new bottles of hand soap, lotion, and sanitizer from Bath and Body Works, along two very nice smelling candles. Cammie opened the cabinet under the sink to find countless bottles of even more soaps, lotions, sanitizers, air fresheners, cleaners, toilet paper, pain relievers, first aid stuff, and many other containers. She set her, ah hem, sanitary napkins in the cabinet, make up bag on the counter, and another picture on the side table.
Cammie walked out of the bathroom, and began to tour the rest of the office. She found that one third of the filing cabinets were labeled as hers and that one book shelve was also completely empty. Cammie walked over to the kitchen area and figured out how to make herself another mug of coffee using the high tech coffee machine.
She walked out of the office, to find decided to explore just the hallway. On the wall hung a large painting of the founder of the company, which Cammie guessed was Zach's great-great grandfather or so. She found a door labeled as the Supplies Room, almost as big as Zach and Cammie's office, filled with so many different types of pens, papers, and any office supply you can name, it was like being in OfficeMax.
Cammie checked her watch, and realized that Zach would be back from his meeting any minute, so she returned to the office. Zach walked in less than a minutes after her, "Hey, I see you're all settled." Zach took in the pictures hung on the wall behind Cammie's desk. He walked over to them, and studied all the smiling faces of Cammie's friends. He stopped at the one in the middle, "Aw. You hung up a picture of me. I'm touched."
Cammie rolled her eyes, "It's not a picture of you, it's a picture with you in it. Speaking of which, shouldn't you decorate your side of the room a little more?"
"Yeah, but I don't have that many good pictures yet."
"Well, I hope you take some soon."
"Yeah. So, it's lunchtime now, do you want to order something?"
"Sure, I could eat."
"What do you want to order?"
"Would it be unprofessional if I said I wanted some PizzaHut?" Cammie questioned.
"Of course not; that's perfect." Zach smirked, "You like pepperoni, right?"
"Right." Cammie was surprised that Zach remembered that she always ordered pepperoni when the group went and got pizza together.
Zach ordered the pizza, which came in less than fifteen minutes. Zach and Cammie ate happily in the living room area while watching some girly TV series, which Zach made fun of. They chatted about work, Zach giving Cammie a brief overview of what she would be doing soon. As they finished up their lunch, Zach said, "So, let's give you that tour I promised."
"Don't you have work to do?" Cammie questioned.
"Yeah, but that's alright; it can wait." Zach waved it off, "Let's go."
Zach led Cammie throughout the hallways, moving down each floor. When they passed anyone in the halls, they would stop and greet Zach, which in turn he would introduce Cammie. When they finally finished the tour, they found that it was already time to leave, so they went back up to their office, and packed up their things.
"Well, that was a pretty unproductive first day, I'm sorry about that." Cammie apologized.
"What do you mean? We ate pizza and met people! How could you say that's not productive?" Zach said in a mocking incredulous voice, "Nah, but really, it's alright."
The two left the room and took the elevator down into the lobby, where Cammie stopped to chat with Tina, because Zach had gotten a phone call on his cell.
"So Cammie, how was your first day?" Tina asked cheerfully, "I heard you've been getting along quite well with Mr. Goode."
"Oh, it was great, thank you. And yeah, we knew each other already, through our best friends." Cammie replied.
"No, I meant that I heard he gave you a personal tour." Tina leaned in, "Usually, when we get new employees, he has one of the other workers give them a tour. Eva usually the tour guide. But he gave you a personal tour, even though he has to make this big deadline in a couple weeks."
"Really? But he said that he didn't have much work to do."
"Duh, he lied! OMG, this means he likes you!" Tina squealed, "That's so exciting!"
"No, no, no! He doesn't like me!" Cammie said, exasperated.
"Well, you did have lunch with him right? He usually doesn't eat with anyone; he would go out for his lunch break." Tina added pointedly.
"Well, maybe it's only because it my first day here." Cammie reasoned.
"Doubt it." Tina said matter-of-factly.
"Ugh, not you too! You sound just like my friends!" Cammie huffed.
"Well, you have some smart friends then," Tina laughed, "Good for you, Cammie; he's a good catch."
"I didn't 'catch' anybody!" Cammie insisted.
"Come on Cammie, I know these things. Just trust me okay? We'll talk about this tomorrow" Tina singsonged as Zach got off the phone.
"Talk about what?" Zach asked.
"Oh, nothing, just girl gossip." Cammie replied quickly, "Bye, Tina."
"Bye Cammie," Tina winked, "Remember what I said!"
"Okay, will do. Bye. See you tomorrow." Cammie ushered Zach out of the building quickly before Tina could say anything that would totally make the situation awkward.
"So, Liz is picking you up, right?" Zach asked, "Do you need a lift?"
"No, it's alright, she should be here any minute," Cammie reassured, "See you tomorrow, boss."
Zach laughed as he walked to his car, "See you tomorrow, Cammie."
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Yay, I am writing this at 12:23 in the morning, but whatever! Yeah, I really wanted to post this tomorrow morning, but I like to have a separate day for editing, so I can see my mistakes more clearly. Well, it's technically the same day, since it's past midnight now, but, IT'S NOT TOMORROW UNTIL I WAKE UP, YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE I HAVE THE FORCE! JKJK, I just feel really hyper right now.
Anyways, I'm going back to school in less than a week, and even though summer was incredibly boring and dragged out for me, I'M SO GOING TO MISS NOT WAKING UP BEFORE EIGHT AM. Well, I wanted to get as much of this story out before school starts, but I guess I won't be able to finish this before then. I'll probably write one more chapter before summer ends for me. The updates probably will come less often, but I promise I will not abandon this story! It's like my baby.
So, it's Get to Know the Author Time!
Something I like: Cats. Especially orange tabbies.
Something I dislike: Cheese. I'll eat it only SOMETIMES on pizza, and now where else. Or sometimes I just peel off the cheese, and gross out the people around me, but whatves!
So, there's suppose to be a tropical storm, "Fossie" hitting the Hawaiian islands right now. I'm not worried; these things are always off. Well, I'm going to bed now.
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(Oh, and tell me when you got out of school/ are going to get out of school, and when you get back in. I got out May 24th, and is going back in August 5th.)
