The Devil's Secretary

s stain the sparkling white tiles. I received an email yesterday that I h

eception, I gave her a sweet smile.

Ohh, our new

smiling even tho

typed something on the computer

her face. I suddenly felt self-conscious. I was weari

ssed in your previous

wore jeans every single day, but

ecent enough"

er head. " Miss, we have a dress code here

about to escape my lips I spok

are dressed like you're going to the beach, g

he only money left with me right now was for groceries. If I go back hom

ant this job or not ?" Her voice high-pitched, attra

he right outfit at home."Well, where I live i

wn eyes brimming with disgust. Til

e work clothes". She walked around the desk and stood rig

it. I finally flared up, this lady had been rude since the mo

ds off my dress. "

-square meals a day. I was initially planning on calling Jade to lend me some clothes, she was a good friend of

have less than 25 minutes left ". She folded he

of me wanted to just waltz out and never come back, but I knew better. Jobs

le, especially the likes of thi

could wear something better tomorrow, but today wouldn't work.

urning on her heels, she tossed her hair i

ue, not knowing what to do. I felt so man

xited the building. I walked as fast as I c

ade. Her workplace shouldn't be far from here, if she

ng attention to my surroundings and the next second I bumped roughly into someone, lan

ed to one corner,

egan apologizing, picking

oking down at me. He was tall with a mass of black hair toppling over

I'm so sorr

the broken screen. This phone could cost my life. I had seen enough phones to differentia

His voice

ely, holding a few papers

g it took me to sort

ry, I wasn't looking

his cologne makin

w long it took me to prepare this? Not only did you destroy

ad luck. There was never a day when things could go smoothly,I

s and a grasp. " You again!

We were in the middle of a walkway. Some peop

walked up to where I stood. Grabbing th

t me. " Isn't this .......you pe

e situation, I'd rather accept whatever words she chose to throw at me. I h

resentation tomorrow? W

ined something critical, and I hoped my guts were wrong bu

ed a finger at me