~Chapter 4~
-Amber-
It's 10 am and I'm already getting calls from angry employees over a raise and other such things. On a Saturday. I'm about to burn my company to the ground.
"Mrs Campbell?" Steward asks
"Yes, Steward?" I reply
"Mail for you." He says walking in and putting it on my desk "I've also got to dust"
As Steward starts dusting, I look thru the mail, bill, bill, bill, ad, magazine, and finally an envelope. A cream one with black lettering and a red stamp.
"It's Anubis!" I practically yell
Mick comes walking in "you got one too?"
"Yes! We are totally going!" I squeal
"Okay, Ambs, okay..." Mick says putting his hands up, as in surrendering
"Amber?" Arabella pops her head out the door
"Hmm?" I turn around
"Come look at these!" Arabella beams
Mick chuckles and backs out
"Coming!" I run in
It looks like a tornado hit the fabric room. Fabrics fragments thrown everywhere. Designs spread out on almost all of the surface space on the desk. Just the way I like it, creativity flowing. One mannequin was set out. A dark high waisted skirt with two army-style buttons and a long sleeve tucked in light-weight sweater. With some tights and boots, presto!
"Nice work!" I exclaim
"Heya!" Mia pops thru the window "I got coffee."
"You didn't tell me you were getting coffee..." Arabella seems confused
"No, I told you I was getting fried chicken in Africa!" Mia laughs
"Haha." Arabella rolls your eyes
"Well, you two should go get some rest and pack!" I tell them
"Pack for what?" Mia looks at Arabella confused
I pull the envelope out from behind my back "we're going back to Anubis, girls!"
Arabella's scream was louder than her "Daniel Radcliffe" scream. And that could shatter glass...