Groggily I opened my eyes, to find that I was back in my room. Wtf? How in the world….. Glancing down I saw to faces at my feet, staring up at me.

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"Shut up!"

"What is your problem?"

"My problem? You didn't just wake up to find people staring at you" I huff at them.

"She's got a point dude"

"damn right I do, now what to do you pinheads want?"

"I don't have a pinhead, Justin might but I don't" he pouted at me.

"ummm dude, we look the same, like are you dumb or something?"

"We do not look the same, I'm better looking and you're a pinhead and if I'm dumb so are you!" he cried out in glee

me and Justin just look at each other. Shaking my head I repeat the question. "What do you too want?"

"Oh right, ummmm we-"

"came to tell you that-"

"Reece carried you down-"

"and hopes you feel better soon" they finish together

"ummm yer okay then, can you guys leave? I have to get ready to be a boring secretary. Don't tell Peter I said that though."

"hahaha never" they grin at me and leave.

"Twins" I mutter as I get ready for a boring day.

Managing to find the right office, I settle down at my desk when Peter walks in. He smiles at me then goes straight into he's office, leaving me alone to my thoughts and the paper work.

"Ehhhhh" I groan at the stacks of paper on my desk.

2 hours later and I'm only half way sorting through the paper work.

"Sarah, I want a black coffee please and this morning's paper" is what came out of that speaker thingy on my desk.

"AHHHH" I screech and fall of my chair, landing on my ass with my legs in the air.

"Sarah? Hello? You just press the red button to talk back, it isn't that hard-"

whatever he was going to say gets cut of as he walks into the room.

"What?" was all he could say as he stared at me on the floor.

"I ehh fell?" smooth real smooth

"I can see that, why are you on the floor?" he smirked down at me.

"You kinda gave me a fright?" I blush bright red as I realise he could see my undies.

"How?" he looks away as he catches onto why I'm red.

"With that thingy on the desk" I say sounding dejected as he looked away. How could he like me anyway? I'm pathetic

"oh right, here let me help you up" he extends he's hand out towards me. Pulling me up he gives me a once over like Marcus did the other day. I shiver in disgust.

"Wow that outfit looks ehh umm" Peter stumbles over he's words. Funny he never seems like the kinda guy to stumble over words….

"Ehh what did you want sorry?" Trying to change the subject as quick as possible.

"Oh right, a black coffee and this morning's paper" he turns to leave.

"And where do I get them?" I reply looking at him with a smug expression.

"The coffee is over there" he points to the wall to he's right where a table is set up with things to make coffee and tea. "Paper is normally at the front door or if not there try the kitchen table" with that he turns around and walks back to he's office.

"Great more walking in these things, I reckon high heels cause more accidents then cars" I mumble to myself as I fill the kettle.

Slipping of my heels I tucked them under the desk. Walking around and trying to find the front door I was left alone to my thoughts.

There has to be something wrong with me, no guy here likes me. I mean sure they are my bosses but I would be nice to get some male attention for once, I mean when was the last time I went on a date? Months come to think of it.

Signing I finally find the front door, at least I hope it's the front door. Opening it up I see it is the front door but as I glance down I see there is no paper. So I just stand there thinking of what to do next.

I could run, nobody would even notice I'm gone. I would be so easy. No! I'm not a quitter; I will see this out until the end.

Smiling in triumph at my courage to stay, I head to what I hope was the kitchen. Two huge doors a standing before me and well what I hope was the kitchen.

Sucking in a breathe I march through the doors with my head held high.

"I'm looking for the kitchen" I say loudly, but then glance around and see only one other person in here "oh god I'm an idiot sometimes" I mutter to myself.

"Excuse me is this the kitchen?" I ask the boy in front of me.

He turns around and gives me a lopsided grin. "Well I would sure hope so, I mean I would get in so much trouble for cooking food in here if It isn't the kitchen"

I blush bright red and glancing around me I realise that was a dumb question as this is defiantly the kitchen. With is bench tops, stoves, fridges, white tiles and not to mention the fact it's huge.

"Ehh right sorry, that was embarrassing" I look at my shoes embarrassed.

"nope, embarrassing is walking in here half asleep, butt naked as the day I was born and start cooking a banana in a pan on the stove with a room full of people" he gives me a lopsided grin.

"OMG! You did that?"

"yep, I still get called banana boy" he shakes he's head

"hahahahahahahahahaha" once I start laughing it's impossible to stop, and soon The strange banana boy is laughing along with me. We soon calm down enough to form words.

"I'm Robert and you are?" Robert has hazel eyes, curly blonde hair and a cheeky grin. He can only be described as cute.

"I'm Sarah" I smile brightly up at him.

"Now Sarah what are you doing in here dressed as a stripper?"

I stare at him in shock

"no! I didn't mean you are, I'm just saying your dressed as one so ehh"

"hahaha don't worry that's what I thought when I first saw this I mean, god are they all perverts?"

"SARAH!" erupts throughout the house.

"And ears droppers too" I mutter. "Sorry I only came in here looking for the paper?"

"It's only the table" he chuckles at me. "It was nice meeting you, talk later hopefully"

"yep bye" I grab the paper and dash out of there. I Pretty much run all the way to the office, quickly finish making he's coffee and stroll into he's office.

"You're supposed to knock first"

"geez sorry" I roll my eyes at him.

"What took you so long?" he's eyes appeared from behind he's laptop to glance at me with excusing eyes.

"Got lost" the lie rolls of my tongue easily enough, seeing as its half true.

"Don't lie to me" he growls at me.

Surely to god he didn't hear me a Robert talking? We we're rooms away, a whole story in fact.

"I'm not sure I like your attitude towards me right now, I can go wherever I want, do what I want and speak to whom I like" with that I stormed off towards the door.

But just as I grabbed the handle I was pulled back and bushed against the door.

"Don't you dare lie to me ever again woman, do you hear me? As long as you work here you can't do whatever you want, or go where ever you want or speak to whomever you want. I'm in charge here. I asked you to do something I expect you to do it straight away. You have to ask me first if you want to go somewhere and I don't want you talking to Robert again is that clue?" he was only an inch away and I could see the angry written clearly on he's face.

"Yes" I mutter.

"Go now, leave" he said standing back.

Turning around I marched out of the door, and slammed it behind me. Like fuck he thinks he can control me. With that I marched over to my desk grabbed my shoes and pressed the red button on the speaker thingy.

"I'm leaving" and turn it of cutting of whatever reply he had and strolled of to find something to do, but when I rounded the corner I ran straight into…