A/N:

This story is loosely based on the Korean Drama, 1% of Anything, because I added more twists, so, uh, yeah.

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so... i'm starting school in two days and.. i'm cramming and nervous because i'm the new one. *shivers,looks around* sure hope no one notices me, not even the teacher during recitation. anyhoo, any advice on what color should i wear? hmmmmm... ?

anyway, back to the OPOA CH11.

Alec POV

Mr. EM-Cullen (a secret nickname for him, we usually call him Mr. Cullen but it can get confusing especially if the big boss/ chairman (Mr. Carlisle M-Cullen) is around and back when the boss (Edward's father) was still alive and our former boss).

Our crappy stubborn narcissist boss, has been acting weirder since he came back from his 3 days vacation. He arrives to work late and gets off early. Which is the actual opposite of what he was before those 3 days he's gone. Usually, when I go to work at, like 6am or such because of some paperworks, and I thought I am the earliest one, but no, Mr. EM-Cullen is already in his office, half of his work done. But now, he expected us to do the job he's supposed to be doing and he rarely stayed on his room for 3 hours or so.

One more weird thing, every time he shows up, he had this faraway look in his eyes with a happy, contented smile as if he just won a lottery that quickly changes into a worried, protective brooding look as I see him pacing on his office.

He is not that bossy either. He's calm and composed all the damn time that it creeps us, his assistants for years now.

"Alec, you're just being paranoid." Jane, my co-worker, said as we walked to work, grabbing coffees for us on the way.

"Jane! Are you that unobservant? He even whistles! Do you know how serious it could mean?" I exclaimed, taking a large gulp of my warm coffee.

She rolled her eyes, snorting. "Sheesh, Alec. You're the one to talk. You're the unobservant one!"

I looked at her incredulously. "What? Why?"

"Come on! Haven't you read the paper the day before Mr. EM-Cullen suddenly disappeared?"

"Why? What is it about?" I asked, clueless.

She sighed as we enter the M-C Hotel. "You'll find out soon enough." She said flippantly and whipped her blond hair through the air as she walked away from me.

I looked at her, stunned. What could she mean by that?

At about 9:30 am, Mr. EM-Cullen finally arrived. He's wearing the same distant eyes and goofy smile. "It's a very good morning, isn't it, My lovely co-workers? Without thee, M-C Hotels may be biting dust from the other companies! Even our own relations! Ah, Love! Isn't it a great feeling? Without it, the world will be nothing but a warzone! To prevent it, let's work hard together, shall we?" He said cheerily, dancing his way, you heard me, HE FUCKING DANCED to his office.

We gaped at him, fucking surprised. OH! Now I knew what's wrong with him. I quickly leaned to Jane's desk and whispered-yelled on her ear. "He's high, isn't he?"

Alistair walked to us, curious and confused. "Mr. EM-Cullen-neh is-a taking dwugs-a?" He asked in his trademark accent.

Jane laughed at our faces. "You guys are really really stupid." She snorted, shaking her head.

"Uhm, excuse me?" Our heads whipped around, looking guilty as shit. "Uh, can someone please buy me a coffee? I need some caffeine fix to power me up." Mr. EM-Cullen laughed lightly as if he just said an inside joke while peeking his head from his office door. "Thanks a lot." He smiled and closed the door.

"Uhh." Ali and I stuttered shockingly, looking at each other.

Jane laughed again, shaking her head. "I guess I should be the one to buy the coffee, huh? Since you guys are stunned as a deer caught in headlights." She said, flipping her blond hair away again as she walked away.

Things were uneventful that morning.

At about 1 pm, just as we were finishing our lunch break, Mr. EM-C is shrugging his coat on and readying to leave.

Ali coughed loudly, walking to his desk and back to me, a folder in hand. "Since the EM-C stowm-ah has calmed down-ah and it looks like he is leaving then I guess it's your tuwn-ah to wepowt the monthly ovewview-uh?"

I sighed. "Well, since coast's clear, I might as well." I said, reaching out for the folder.

"Best of luck, mate." Ali said, patting me on the back.

I took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. I can do this!

"Uh, Sir?"

He turned around with his phone on his ear, apparently talking to someone. Shit, wrong timing! Shit. Fuck. I'm dead.

"Yeah?" He answered calmly. Eh?

I was about to hand over the report when an unexpected out-of-place thing caught my attention.

"Uh, Alec? Is there something wrong?" He asked, looking at me closer.

Fuck. I can't control my laughter. Shit. "Everything is cool, sir."I coughed. "But may I ask? What is that thing dangling at your phone?"

"Oh this?" He asked cheerily, with the same goofy smile. "It's given to me by -uh," He paused, looking away. "A special someone. Do you wanna see it?" He asked. Quite boastfully, if you might ask me.

He handed me his phone as I fingered the thing.

It's a charm with hearts and flowers around the letters 'EM-C²'. Behind it, is the same design. Only, the letters are changed into IMS. Interesting.

"May I ask who is this 'IMS', sir?" I asked whilst scrutinizing the charm.

"It's none of your business!" He suddenly shouted, making me flinch. He grabbed the phone away from me, stomped to the elevator and left.

I sighed. I guess I would never follow and understand his odd mood swings.

BPOV

I anxiously swallowed the spoonful of mushroom ravioli I ordered as I looked at Edward nervously.

He finally conceeded on my request to eat at The Rez and now he's fidgeting at his chair, didn't order anything, not even water. He looked around him and slowly cowered down to the menu.

I'm kinda feeling guilty. It's obvious that he doesn't want to be here. We haven't spoken since he picked me up after school.

I coughed lightly, trying to break the tension.

He suddenly stood up and rushed to my side. "Are you okay? I knew it! They poisoned you! Damn you Blacks! Let's get out of here!" He exclaimed, thrusting a 100 dollar bill on the table and dragged me out.

"I'm okay! Sheesh. I was just breaking the tension back there! What's your problem anyway?" I asked angrily as he opened the passenger door.

He didn't answer. I would have thought that he's calm but his clenched jaw says otherwise.

He stomped his way to his side and drove back to Forks.

"I mean, come on Edward! What's the matter with you? and what does the Blacks have to do with this?" I insisted, throwing more wood to the fire.

His phone rang and he put his headset on.

My attention was drawn to the charm hanging on his phone, making my heart soften. He kept it after all.

Flashback [9 hours earlier,, 8 am]

"Edward? What are you doing?" I asked. He is on the front door, completely dressed.

"I'm driving you to school, er, work."

"Really? You traveled from Seattle to here just for that?" I asked incredulous. How sweet.

"Just shut up and let's go, okay?" He said, grabbing my hand and dragged me to his car.

Silence covered the car.

"Soo, did you see my gift for you?" I asked, breaking the silence.

His cheeks tinted pink. "Yeah." He answered, coughing slightly.

"Well?"

"I gave it to my sister. It's too girlish for me." He said quickly.

"What? I customized it just for you! How could you?" I yelled. How can he do such thing? Just gave it away like it some kind of trash! I've never gave any gift to anyone ever! Now I remember the reason why. Because there's a possibility they wouldn't like it!

He didn't answer. I huffed and looked away. That bastard. I even thought that he's sweet that he gave me a ride to school, he didn't even appreciate the charm!

. Hmph.

Finally, we arrived at the school. I opened the door quickly without even glancing at him.

"I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, okay? We'll eat at The Rez tonight, is that alright?"

I puffed and stomped away.

I smiled proudly.

He is still talking on the phone so I am getting pretty bored.

The radio can't be open since he's on the phone. I forgot to bring my iPod. Hmmm.

A newspaper is conveniently placed on the dash just in front of me. I reached for it and read it.

The M-C Ent. heir is dumped by his girlfriend due to his overprotectiveness.

Our very reliable source (with some help with Twitter) saw Edward M. Cullen, the so-called 'favorite temperamental grandson of the chairman of the M-C Enterprise', fighting with what-looks-like-his girlfriend in a restaurant in Seattle. Sources tell us that he looked very angry and cursed and called her a 'whore'on full public display. Looks like he didn't changed a bit. Tsk, tsk. (insert blurred paparazzi picture here)

FUCK ME., That looks like my head.!

Looks like M-C Ent. heir made up with his girlfriend.

Well, he's a charmer, after all. A source told us that Edward M. Cullen had recently attended the classical concert held at the M-C Hotel with the same girl he is or was with 4 nights ago. "They looked pretty lovely together actually. He's guiding her inside with this tender look on his face." An old couple remarked. Unfortunately, cameras are not allowed inside the hotel at that time so we can't take some pictures.

What if my parents saw this? They would definitely know it's me! Fuck fuck fuck!

I looked at Edward and I grabbed his headset off.

"What the hell?" He shouted, pulling over.

"Will you please explain to me, Mister, how long did you know about this?" I asked sternly, waving the newspaper on his face.

He looked at me with pure guilt on his eyes. "Let me explain, please."

weeeeeeeee. fight! fight! fight! *laughs evilly* looks like Belly-boo doesn't like her picture to be featured in a newspaper. :D

just a small chapter, huh. sorry! i just did this on the spur of the moment and well, i'm quite busy nowadays.

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