I'm back! I have had a few bad comments on chapters 9 and 10, so I'm going going to address them below. This chapter is dedicated to a anonymous reviewer under the name of HI, because he/she was the first one to give me constructive criticism. To HI, I will definitely try working on that.
To Guest reviewing on chapter 10 – Ever tried writing a story? Don't judge. If you don't like it than stop reading.
To Guest reviewing of chapter 9 – How is this crap? I think your sole purpose is to intimidate me into stop writing. Are your stories better? Have you actually tried writing a story? If you don't like it than stop reading.
I had considered not going to work the next day. Part of me was scared and the other part guilty but I got over it. Getting up, eating breakfast and getting to the office, I was now more scared than ever. I got to my office and saw Jace, sitting at a my desk, actually doing his work, for once. He didn't even glance my way when I came into the office, which made me grow a lot more frightened.
"Jace." I addressed him, whispering. He looked up.
"Yeah, what's up?" his voice was almost harsh, almost if it wasn't for that tiny bit of sadness that seeped through.
"I... I wanted to apologise for last night. I was rude." There I had said. I had swallowed my pride and said it. Jace's face brightened up considerably, and I felt relieved that this was finally over.
"That's okay little tweety bird."
"Tweety! That's the name you came up for me!"
"Yeah. You like?"
"No, I hate."
"Good, it stays."
"No. No. No. No. No. No. No." I tried to beg Jace but all he did was grinned. I guess Tweety was staying. For now.
Before, I got down to my busy schedule, I decided to find out what Alexandra's dream meant. A dream about dying. I popped "Having a dream where you died." and when the searches came up, it genuinely confused me. Dreams about dying don't come true. It means you are trying to let go of something bad, to dream that you die may represent involvement in deeply painful relationships or unhealthy, destructive behaviours. Did Alexandra have and destructive relationships. No. No boyfriends and only 1 best friend who was really nice. Trying to dig a little deeper, I thought of the historical elements of the dream. Noblewoman. Serving a queen. Queen herself. Having a daughter, and dying. What was the form of dying again? Oh yeah, beheaded. Writing out all the historical clues on a piece of paper, the two words that really stood out to me were queen, daughter and beheaded.
Typing that in Google and hitting enter, I got The Tudors. Henry VIII, Anne Boleyn, Elizabeth I, Mary, Queen of Scots and Lady Jane Grey. Starting from the bottom of the page and clicking the links I went through Lady Jane Grey first. Beheaded after nine days reigning, but no king husband and no daughter. Mary, Queen of Scots, beheaded and still no daughter. Elizabeth I came next. Successful reigning, didn't die from beheaded-ment. That one was as far off as it could get.
Anne Boleyn was last. Noblewoman, check. Serving a queen, check. Queen herself, check. Having a daughter, check. Beheaded, check. She fit the profile perfectly. Alexandra must have been impersonating her in her dream. I don't know why though, so I decided to drop it. She did love history too. So maybe it was something to do with that.
Getting down to work, my calender told me the press conference to release the Razor IX was today at 3pm. So being the vice-president, not only did I have to attend, I had to speak about the phone. To explain to the reporters the features of the phone. Basically, the opening lines.
Hello,
I invite you to experience technology like never before. The Razor IX is a remarkable breakthrough in the advanced world of technology. It demonstrates all the qualities that a phone needs. Light and thin only 4mm thick and weighing 30 grams. It has a foldable screen. The same back of the screen acts as case to protect the phone from breaks and falls. The phone is water-proof so that it doesn't malfunction when you drop it into the toilet. (pause). Now I introduce you to Mark Wellerman, the genius behind the software of the Razor IX.
Glancing at the white clock on the wall, I was surprised to see it was already lunch time. I didn't have a lot of breakfast because I was worried about apologising to Jace. But that was all over, so I could enjoy my lunch. Slightly power-walking over to Alexandra's office, I walked straight in without knocking and saw her sitting at her computer doing her work. She agreed to lunch and it was uneventful. I told her about what I had found on the internet and she accepted what I have to say, saying that Anne Boleyn was once a topic that she did a high school project on.
When we returned, I headed straight to where the conference was being held. Everyone was their already because it was already 2:45pm. Since everyone was here, the director started the conference early and me being the first to talk, I walked out onto the stage.
"Hello,
I invite you to experience technology like never before. The Razor IX is a remarkable breakthrough in the advanced world of technology. It demonstrates all the qualities that a phone needs. Light and thin only 4mm thick and weighing 30 grams. It has a foldable screen. The same back of the screen acts as case to protect the phone from breaks and falls. The phone is water-proof so that it doesn't malfunction when you drop it into the toilet." I paused there and as I wanted the audience and reporters laughed. "Now I introduce you to Mark Wellerman, the genius behind the software of the Razor IX. "
From that point on after I sat down to watch the presentation, I zoned out because I already knew everything that Mr Wellerman was going to say. It would have been very boring if it wasn't for Jace, who sat down beside during the second half of the conference. Even if we weren't talking, his presence made everything a bit more enjoyable.
"Well, are you going to buy the Razor IX." I asked Jace without looking at him because if I did, it would most defiantly attract a crowd.
"Maybe." Was Jace's reply.
"Yeah, well don't. All employee's get anything that comes out on the market by Diamond free."
"Cool."
We sat silently through the conference, something making little remarks to each other once it was over we just returned home. I surprised myself in inviting Jace to dinner. He accepted of course.
As I was driving home, I pondered how dramatic my life became when Jace entered it. It was a cool kind of dramatic though. But I couldn't ponder for long because dinner was a formal event today. My aunty and uncle were coming over. I had to dress up.
This chapter was kind of uneventful just a filler for the next one so yeah. This chapter is dedicated to a anonymous reviewer under the name of HI, because he/she was the first one to give me constructive criticism.
