Running into the player

Chapter 5 - First day nerves.

"My brother is gay." I tell him. It's true, my brother Stephen is twenty-four and openly gay. Ever since I can remember he has been, I have no problem with gay people. If anything I praise them for being so open and the way they love being different. I used to call my brother the queen of gays, as he would insist on wearing a tiara everywhere he went. He once made me carry him to the front door so he could let his friend in. So I have awesome gaydar.

"Oh, so it doesn't make you uncomfotable?" He asks me, looking at me with his cute child-like brown eyes.

"Of course not." I say, hitting him lightly on the arm. I already know me and Nat are going to be friends. He smiles a big cheesy grin and drapes an arm casually over my shoulder leading me to the big office up the back. Proving my suspition right the office did belong to my new boss Mr.Reid. Nat takes his arm away from my shoulder and knocks on the big sliding door.

"Come in." A voice says behind the door. Nat opens the door and lets me walk in, I stop just inside the door, waiting for him to walk me in. He rolls his eyes and walks in before me.

"Hello Mr.Reid." Nat says.

"Where's Callie?" He asks him, ignoring his greeting completely. Bastard.

"I'm here, and I believe Nathaniel said 'hello.'" I snap at him, I can see him smirk from his desk.

"Hello Nathaniel. Hello Callie. Nat I will call you when i'm done in here." He says, sounding more and more like a boss. Nat walks past me and offers me a small smile. I go and sit down across from Mr.Reid, I can see he is still smirking. I try hard not to look up at his green eyes but the silence gets to me and I give in. He is looking at me intently, not with a boss like presence but like he's known me for quite some time. I bite my lip and look down at my fidgiting hands, I hear him clear his throat.

"So Callie, I need to ask you some questions." I look up at him, he now has a piece of paper and a pen in his hands. He clicks the pen and licks his bottom lip, I feel a tingle run down my spine. "Age?" He asks me.

"19." I answer him, he writes it down.

"Full name?"

"Callie Lee Eden."

"Height?"

What sort of questions are these?

"Um, 5'2 I think." He again writes it down.

"Interests?"

"Reading, drawing things like that." He pretends to yawn and I roll my eyes.

"Hobbies?"

"Drinking and having sex." I say, getting pleasure in watching his facial expression turn from bored to surprise. He raises an eyebrow and I raise both of mine. He writes it down and looks at me, giving me a smirk.

"Bra size?"

"That's private!" I shout, shocked he would ask that.

"Are you going to answer?" He asks me.

"Of course not!"

"I'll just evaluate them myself then." He says, as I cross my arms over my chest, embarressed. I watch as his eyes slip from my face to my chest, lingering for quite some time.

"You done?" I ask, shifting in my seat. I watch him slowly look back up into my eyes, a big fat satisfied smile on his face. I watch as he writes 'huge & perky' on his paper. I shake my head and he chuckles. "Having fun?"

"I have to ask these questions when I have new workers." He answers. Sure, sure.

"So Beth at reception is what size?" I ask him.