Resurrected

Chapter 4

"You're late," he said as he opened the door.

"I'm sorry. The elevator was broken and-"

"That's not my problem," he interrupted. Well, that was rude.

"Sit," he ordered as he sat behind the large mahogany desk. I did as instructed whilst he took out a clean sheet of paper.

"Aubrey Summers?" he asked as he scribbled something down.

"No, Alexandria Stevens," I corrected.

"Oh," was all he said as he scratched out something, probably a name.

"Why do you want to work for us?" he asked as he looked up from the clipboard. I tried to remember what my mother had told me to say. Hours of research and now my mind was calling up a blank. All I could remember was how furious I'd been when she'd told me that I was going to be working for D & M advertising agency. She knew that I hated the company and yet she'd still managed to convince me to do it, by threatening to cut off my allowance.

"Who wouldn't want to work at such an amazing company?" I cringed at how overly enthusiastic I sounded.

"You're lying," he called me out.

"Excuse me?"

"You're lying. I can see it in the way you're acting. You're face just turned red and you look as though you've just sucked on a lemon."

"I, uh," I fumbled for an excuse. "I look like that all the time." Great, now he's going to think I'm a walking tomato.

"I don't blame you. A lot of people think it's shitty place."

"I'm not one of those people."

"I don't appreciate it when people lie to me," he warned. "Rather just tell the truth and let me judge you for that."

"Are you kidding me right now?"

"I can assure you that you'll know when I'm joking with you. Now is not one of those times."

I was speechless. My mom hadn't told me what to say in this situation. I silently said a prayer of thanks as I was saved from answering when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," Daniel said in a bored tone.

"I have the documents you asked for and I brought you a Grande Frappuccino," a sickeningly sweet voice said. I turned around in my seat to see the bitch I'd met earlier glaring at me.

"Thank you Tori," he smiled at her as she laid the documents on the table, his gaze focused on her exposed cleavage. An office affair, how original.

"Back to what I was saying," he said once she'd left the room. "Why should we hire you?"

"I have great organization skills, I'm good at problem solving and I have a strong work ethic," I recited.

"Hmm," he said as he jotted something down.

"Okay Alexandria. I'm going to ask you a couple of questions and I want you to give me honest answers, no filters. Do you understand that?"

I nodded. "What annoys you the most?"

"Lot's of things," I replied.

"Such as?"

"The fact that your office is one of the messiest places I've ever seen," I winced as soon as I said it but the mess had been bothering me.

"Do you have OCD or something?" he laughed it off.

"No, messes just make me anxious."

"Is there any difference?"

"Yes there is actually. OCD is a mental disorder where people feel the need to constantly check things repeatedly or have certain thoughts repeatedly. They're unable to control either the thoughts or the activities such as hand-washing, counting of things and checking to see if the door is locked and-"

"Okay, I get it," he cut me off. I silently thanked the heavens above for Wikipedia. I saw him scribble down the word perfectionist on the page in front of him. I glared at him.

"If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"

"I'm not sure," I said as I thought about it.

"Don't overthink the question."

I would change the fact that I'm a demon hybrid or that I didn't die five months ago like I was supposed to but of course I wasn't going to tell him that.

"I really don't know," I said. "What about you?"

"Excuse me?" he sounded confused.

"What would you change?" I clarified.

"Daniel, we have a problem," Tori said in a worried tone as she burst into the room.

"What did I tell you about interrupting me?" he said in an annoyed tone.

"Michael is asking for you." His eyes widened at the name.

"You'll have to excuse me," he said as he stood up. "Tori, please make sure that Alexandria gets home safely."

She groaned but didn't object as he left the room. "I'll get myself home, thank you very much," I walked past her.

"I'm warning you," she grabbed my arm. "If you know what's best for you, you'll stay far away from here."

I pulled my arm out of her iron grip. "If my confidence level was as low as your IQ then I'd take your advice but I'm not going anywhere," I slammed the door behind me.

It seems like working at this office would be way more difficult than I'd predicted.

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