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On My Mind

Chapter 7

"So basically, that was my terrible day." Amber said with a long sigh. They ate dinner sitting on the floor on the coffee table while Amber told John and Dave about her day. After she finished eating, she had flopped onto the couch, back first.

"Well, my advice to you would to be forget about it." John said as they carried the dishes to the sink in the kitchen. "I'm sure if he knew you were his new secretary, he wouldn't have made a pass at you."

"I don't know Johnny boy. If I were in your shoes Amber," Dave said following John into the kitchen with the cartons of leftover Chinese, amazingly there were leftovers. "I would go meet with him first thing tomorrow and explain to him that he needs to be strictly professional." Amber had followed Dave into the kitchen as she listened to him talk to her. She took a seat on one of the bar stools, watching the men clean up.

"I just don't know. I don't want to make a scene. I just need to make some money while I look for a good, steady job." Amber said putting both her elbows on the counter, and placed her chin in her hands. She suddenly let out a loud groan that made both John and Dave stop what they were doing and look at each other their faces masked with half concern and half amusement.

"Everything alright over there?" Dave asked with a chuckle.

"Its just….I don't get it. Why can't I just get a normal boss? What, Do I need to go to work in a potato sac?" She asked clearly annoyed.

"I don't think you need to go that far. No need to punish yourself. Just talk to him." Dave said. Amber looked at the clock and sighed, it was already 9:00.

"Well, I better get home. I wouldn't want to be late for work." She said with sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"I'll walk you out." John offered, wiping his hands on a dish rag.

"No, no. It's ok, I can see myself out." She said already walking to the door and she heard John following her.

"Hey. Cheer up. It's not that bad." He said as she walked out the door.

"Well, its getting really ridiculous. I'm not that pretty. Why is it me that always gets hit on? Why can't it be the dumb bimbo that doesn't do anything?" Amber asked in the middle of John's driveway. When she turned around, he was standing right in front of her.

"Don't put yourself down just because some jackass decided he was gonna hit on you. You're beautiful and smart. That's probably why he was attracted to you. You can't get mad at a guy for trying. He realizes now that you work for him. He'll back off. Trust me." John said not even realizing all the compliments he threw out at her, making her dizzy.

"You better be right." Amber said walking across the path of dirt that separated John's house from her own. She stomped her way into her house, slamming the door and slapping the lights on. All she wanted was to sleep off this horrible day and start clean and fresh.

When Amber woke up in the morning, she wasn't feeling as miserable as she was the night before, and she was a tad more hopeful her boss wasn't a complete jerk off.

She hopped in the shower, dried and curled her hair when she was done. She grabbed a bowl of cereal to eat in front of the TV today, decided to forgo the newspaper and news because it might make her sad, so she went with cartoons. Once of cereal was gone, she put her make up on and slipped into today's outfit. It consisted of wide legged dark plaid Bermuda shorts, a teal cami under the matching dark plaid short sleeve blazer and black 4-inch pumps. She put her cell phone into her purse and was out the door. After she locked her door, she stood on her porch, looking out over the neighborhood. She loved her new home. No two houses were the same. Every family added their own flare to their own house. Maybe I can do some garden work, Amber thought with a laugh, knowing she had to get her house in order first. She pushed her sunglasses on with a smile and walked the short distance to her car.

On her way over to work, she realized she had some time to kill, so after she parked, she walked to the nearest coffee shop and got herself a cup. The sun was shining, so it was a beautiful day for a walk. On the elevator ride up to her work floor, she slid her sunglasses off and into her purse, still having a smile plastered on her face. On her walk over to her desk, she smiled, waved and said hi to everyone. She was in an amazing mood because of the great weather, it really brought up her spirits. She set her purse on her desk once she approached it and thought she'd go find Ally. After asking a couple people, she finally found her, on the complete opposite side of the floor. Ally spotted her a mile away and beamed. Once Amber reached Ally's office, she took a seat exaggerating how long her walk was.

"Gosh. That was a long walk." Amber said happily.

"So how was your first day?" Ally asked setting her work to the side so she could give Amber her complete attention.

"Don't remind me." She said with a groan.

"What? What happened?" Ally asked concerned for her friend.

"I'll tell you later. I got to get back." She said standing up and walking out the office to her desk. Her boss was standing next to her desk, waiting for her, as she approached.

"Hello." She said cheerfully, deciding to make the most of it. She was in a really good mood until Ally asked about yesterday, she just wanted a low key day. "How are you today?"

"My office." He demanded coldly. Amber raised an eyebrow at his tone and wanted to say something but knew she couldn't. He was her boss. Dammit. She walked into his office, closing the door softly behind her. Once she sat down, he looked at her, really looked at her. She rolled eyes. She was going to try John's suggestion and not say anything, but it was clear to her that he wasn't going to stop. She need to go with Plan B, or in this case, Plan Dave. "Looking good today again." He said with a creepy smirk.

"Did you need something?" She asked shortly.

"Whoa. What's with the attitude?" He asked finding it amusing.

"Look. This has to stop. You cannot keep checking me out, your employee. You are my boss, you can't do that. I thought about it, and I let yesterday slide, declaring it a lapse in judgment but this is only my second day and I'm really finding you creepy." She said letting her anger get the best of her. Oh my god, she thought horrified once she heard the words come out of her mouth, I did not just say that. His eyebrow shot up in annoyance and anger.

"Oh really? I certainly don't know what you are talking about but you can stop making false accusations right now or you will be fired. This attitude will not be tolerated here." He said darkly. She rolled her eyes once again, almost expecting this reaction.

"Fine. Is there anything else?" She asked with a fake smile and extra fake excited tone of voice. He smiled as if he thought she was really happy.

"Much better. Yes, actually, there is. I need you to make me 150 copies of this." He said handing her a sheet of paper.

"Alrighty." She said making her way out of his office. As she was standing by the copy machine, waiting for all the copies to be copied, she wondered if this is what her job consisted of. Standing up for herself against her obviously cocky boss, get yelled at, not stand up for herself again, make copies. Wow, and she left San Francisco for this? She let out a loud sigh slash groan, snatching the copies and original and walked back to her desk, ready for her next assignment.

Amber pulled into her driveway at 5:00. Surprisingly, she got off early, since David Marks, her boss, or Mr. Marks, as she was instructed to call him she thought with a snort, had a meeting at a different office, so he let her off. She thought that since she got off early, it was as good a time as ever to go grocery shopping. So after she exited the drivers side, she walked to the trunk, with her purse slung over her shoulder. She grabbed two bags and started walking into her house. She set the bags, her purse and her keys on the counter before going out for another trip. She looked around at the neighbors and the only other person outside was Dave, next door at Johns, mowing the lawn. It was a shame too, if it wasn't for work today, she would have been outside all day tanning.

"Hey Dave!" She said stopping by her trunk, with one hand on her hip and the other over her eyebrow, blocking the sun. He turned his head in her direction, smiled and waved before shutting off the lawn mower. "What are you doing? Don't tell me John already wrestled you into doing his chores?" She joked. Dave just laughed.

"No. I offered. It looked a little long. I told him he should do it but he never did, so I decided to take matters into my own hands." He said which made Amber smile wider. "So how was your day today? Better than yesterday I hope."

"Barely." She stated. She didn't feel the need to rant on him today, he didn't need her problems.

"I'm sorry to hear that." He said.

"Don't worry about." She said waving her hand at him as she grabbed a few more bags to bring inside.

"Need any help with that?" He asked making a move to walk to her car.

"No. I got it. Just a couple more trips. You take care of that lawn." She said with a grin as she walked into the house. Once she was outside again, she didn't hear the lawn mower start again.

"Want me to do yours next?" Dave asked. She turned to him with a smile.

"Would you?" She asked innocently. Dave let out a roar of a laughter before started the mower again and ready to finish John's lawn.

"Sure thing." He yelled out to her.

A/N: So dont forget to review. hope you guys like this chapter.