Secrets We Keep

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The sound of big band music erupted the hall whilst people gleefully laughed and drank at the bar. The band was playing one of my favourites...now what was it?-ah,yes! Tommy Dorsey's boogie woogie. Beautifull women dressed in flapper dresses and furry faux scarves sat beyond men sporting smart Dean Martin styled suits smoking on cigars. The light was dim but bright enough to make out the difference between a bottle of champagne and a glass of wine. The smell of expensive wine and rich cologne danced in the atmosphere whilst people rejoiced in the company of one another

- but the music stopped. And I was the centre of attention...All faces were turned at me.I looked around and noticed I was on stage right next to the trumpet players. My eyes darted side to side whilst my breathing turned to rapid inhales and exhales. My eyes travelled down looking at my feet and noticed it was  covered by a form fitting red dress - it was insanely beautifull and I was wearing it. I looked back up at my audience and noticed a microphone appeared from nowhere. I touched it,tapping it slowly with my finger  cleared my throat. The silence was deafening and the eyes of each and every being on me seemed to pierce what little confidence I had.

I felt a hand grasp my shoulder tighting each slow second-suddenly I woke up

The buzzing of my arm clock drilled into my head whilst I prayed for it to stop. Out of the warmth of my duvet, my hand peeked out and turned off my clock with a slam so hard - it fell onto the ground. I dragged myself out of my bed,washed my face and dressed into my work clothes. Now,this consisted of the British airways flight attendant uniform.

My occupation is probably out of question now. In the early hours of 7am, I took 5 minutes for my make up,mascara,eyeliner,concealer and a hint of dark pink lipstick...what? Not every girl takes 30 mins for her makeup,I prefer the easy route. Grabbing my keys,I checked my watch.
Oh shit,I'm late
Locking the door of my apartment, I ran to the car park and took shelter In my small but comfortable Black mini Cooper. It took me at least another 10 minutes for it to turn on and for me to swerve onto the A4. I seriously am in need of a new car.

Slamming the car  door shut,I grabbed my handbag and locked the car. As fast as I possibly could in 3 inch heels,I ran to the main reception of the airport and greeted Anne.
"Hey Marylin! Guess what?!" Anne waved
She was the most...how should I say this? Intresting person I knew. I stopped in my tracks
"What's up?" I asked,leaning on her desk. With a grin she pulled out her left hand and wiggled her fingers at me until I realised the fat diamond ring on her finger.
"Anne,no way! Chris finnally popped the question! He's some lucky guy" I held her hand and examined the ring.She laughed gleefully
"You know,it was at Hiltons-my parents were there - everyone cheered - it should be in 2 mon-"
"Hey look" I checked my watch,an hour late. Still keeping my eyes on her, I walked backwards and shouted
"I'm a bit late right now...and you know it's Monday - and Jamal (boss) is awfully moody today. I don't know what it is but the first day of the week really gets to him"
I slowly turn around to open the door "-I'll uh...I'll catch up with you later yeah?"

I turn to open the door when I was suprised by Jamal standing there with his hands on his hips,giving me a large frown,he pulled up the sleeve of his blazer to check his watch
"10:05,Miss Black, what time do you call this?" He muttered at me huskily. I nervously laughed
"Your...your looking good today Jamal,you've been working out,huh? How are the kids?"
He raised his left brow and crossed his full of fat,light skinned arms.
"Marylin. Office. Now."

He lead the way through the double doors and disappeared into the hallways, I shot a quick look at Anne and winked,she giggled. I regained my speed and found myself right behind my tall,bald headed, a little over weight boss. Within 2 minutes we reached his office and he quickly swiped the card to open his glass office door. He headed straight for his desk.
"Take a seat,Marylin" I sat on a sofa nearby whilst he slumped himself on a chair behind his desk,grabbing the little red stress ball he always has with him off his desk and gently squeezes it. He looked at me sternly, without saying a single word for a straight 30 seconds.
I looked up from my shoes and muttered "I can explain,it just that damn  car-"
"No need to" he interuppted "You being late has grown into a habit, I expected you to be even later" His tone sounded more friendly now
"Ah yes!" I said rather excited "That's my boss man" (a slang expression for boss.)
"Don't push it" he said quickly.
"Aaaaaall righty then!"
He stood up slowly and walked in front of his desk leaning on it and crossing his arms once again.
"Here's the deal, A private jet has unfortunately lost both its flight attendants, one dealing with a family emergency whilst the other was extremely ill. The jet landed here with no flight attendant and let's just say,they didn't have the greatest of times."
"Ooh..that's not good" I added
"Exactly. Now they've asked for a flight attendant from our company to accompany the jet back to Gotham city . Based on your recent praises from our customers,I thought you would be the best for the job - now, they are paying for a weeks hotel booking and a free flight to back to London if you agree"
My face instantly lit up,my cousin lived there and I've been longing to see her for years.
"Sure! I'd love to!...when is the flight?" I asked curiously.
"...That's the thing, it's tommorow"
I sighed. I had no problem with it but this opened the door for some compliments
"Gee...Well,I don't know. Actually - for you- just for you I will do it!"I stood up, grabbing my handbag and slapped my Jamal's arm.
" I knew I could count on you"

I turned to leave his office, opening the door but stopped...Keeping the door open, I turned back to him,
"Hey Jamal,who the hell am I serving?" He was now sitting back at his desk,facing the window, he turned his chair to face me.
"The man of Gotham....The millionaire,  what's his name again..?" He clapped his hands inpatiently.
I couldn't help but to smile, my heart dropped into my boots.
"Y-you mean Bruce Wayne?" I stammered
"Yes yes" He noticed my face slowly redening,"Is that a problem?"
"No..Not at all!" I said with a high pitch tone, my brain was feeling weak from excitement. "Weird girl" Jamal uttered underneath his breath and turned his chair back to face the window.

I breathed in and out slowly but screamed with joy inside. I closed the door behind me and heard the words "Leave at 8,give yourself time to plan,your on ticket duty today!" Jamal shouted as I walked down the hallway. Personally, the most boring aspect of being a flight attendant is checking tickets however this didn't make me upset at all.

How can I be when I'm about to serve my role model?!