Chapter 5

Close Encounters of the Third Kind

I walked around my new room…it was so totally awesome! Rock on dude…rock on, I thought. I got my suitcase out from behind the door and started pulling random things out of it. Such as:

1.) My Incubus CD.

2.) My headphones.

3.) Some string cheese my friend back home gave me.

4.) Pink fish-net tights. (Hmm…)

5.) My X-Men 2 DVD. (Hey, it was a good movie, okay?)

As you can probably concur, I was a bit scattered just then. With the duffel's contents spilled across the floor and the bed, I was rushing around the room putting stuff away and organizing (something rare, I admit). Suddenly I heard footsteps approaching. Shit! This isn't good…did I not get the job or what? Was I SO bad that they're telling me early that I basically…sucked?In my opinion, I was what you call "screwed".

There was a knock at the door. I hurried around to cover up and put away the embarrassing "necessities" I had brought along. As I rushed to the enormous door, I stopped at the mirror and patted my hair down a bit. You know, to look decent. Just in case I DID get the job. Or if I didn't…well, all I can say is at least I was going to fail looking good.

I grabbed the handle, turned the knob and pulled. And then…

Whoa.

Staring back at me were two of the clearest blue eyes I had ever seen.

"I presume you must be the new job applicant…" He looked down at a piece of paper, "…Amalia Greenwich? Yes, that's it."

I looked at him bluntly. Who WAS this guy? Talk about rude…he didn't even introduce himself yet!

"Soo…I'm assuming you're telling me about the job?" I said.

"No…well…yes. In a way. What I've come to state is that they think you will probably be one of the top choices, but as to the actual results…I'm sorry; I don't have them yet. Although you WILL find out tomorrow I guarantee." He replied. "Oh! Yes! How rude of me…I am Artemis Fowl…the second. Welcome."

"Hey. As you probably already know, I'm Amalia. Nice to meet you." I shook his extended hand and smiled.

"Well…ah…if you need anything…just let Butler know." Artemis suggested.

Seriously? Did this Butler dude do everything? Hm. Oh well, he was a hottie, though. Artemis, I mean. What would make it perfect would be if he liked rock. Hmmm…I wonder…?

"Well, if you will pardon me, I have some important matters to attend to. Please excuse me."

"Yeah…sure."