Chapter 6:

Rebecca's POV

I yawned and rubbed my eyes as I heard my alarm beep, 5:00. I sighed as I looked at the ceiling above me. Is it just me, or is this the worst week ever? I pressed the off button and lay in bed. It was too early in the morning, only me; the most insane girl alive would wake up at this time. I threw my covers off of me and sat up exhausted. After half an hour, I was ready to walk out the door. I heard my phone buzz as I closed and locked the door behind me and checked to see the caller. Erik. Great. I clicked decline and made my phone go vibrate. I needed some quiet time. I saw my driver parked in the car park and greeted him kindly as he opened the door; I stepped inside and sat down as he started the engine and drove us to my work area.

I put my earphones in and pressed play on my iPod. I turned shuffle on a few days ago and now it randomly plays a song. So far I listened to Boomerang by Nicole, Ready or Not by Bridget and Parachute by Cheryl. Thank God Justin Bieber didn't come on or I would have thrown the IPod out the window. Jesus Christ I wonder when his balls are gonna drop; remind me to delete his songs.

I shook my head at the thought and heard my phone vibrate, I sighed and rubbed my temple, can't I get some peace and quiet around here? I opened my bag and found my phone below my purse; I saw two missed calls and one new message. Both by Erik, oh dear lord. I crossed the two calls and looked at the message,

Meeting in a week.

P.S Stop being a bitch,

From Erik :)

I rolled my eyes at the emoticon, seriously? Does he need to do that? As I felt the car stop, I took my earphones out and glanced around. I put my phone away and opened the door; I stepped out and began walking through the car park. I glanced around the place before stepping through the entrance. It was just like any ordinary designer company. Receptions, Interns, fashion designers and stuff. I was the head of this international fashion company. Yay me, I mean would you like to be sitting on a desk twenty-four-seven drawing designs and being cooped up in an office? No.

You might tell me, why keep it right? Well my stepmom is said to be dead by the police so I either took custody of this or some random billionaire took it. And no way was I letting a man take hold of this company. Plus it's easier to gain hold of information, I have Savants working in and out of this place, I mean there's one in China, Brazil, America, Italy, the place where it originate from and England. Easy to get info isn't it when you have an international company that keeps you updated. The funny thing is, if they want to find there soulfinder, I send them to another company which I say is near your soulfinders location and then they think they have hope, ha yeah right.

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