~SET IN THE BAD ERA~
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You awoke to the smell of bacon and eggs being fried in the kitchen. Your eyes opened, and you noticed that there were beams of sunlight, streaming through your bedroom window. Your eyes moved to look at the small clock that sat on the bedside table, and you realized that it was eight in the morning. You sat up and sighed, running your fingers through your hair as you did so.
You lived with your best friend, Luisa - so the sound of her cooking in the kitchen was nothing new. She had always been a better cook than you, and there was no denying that. You tossed the blankets aside, and got up from the bed. Despite the fact that the sun was shining outside, dark clouds could be seen in the distance, indicating that rain was imminent.
You slipped on your warm slippers before walking toward your bedroom door, opening it and walking out before pulling it shut. Your footsteps could be heard as you descended the staircase, making your way into the kitchen. Luisa had her back turned toward you, and you smiled when you saw her at the stove.
"Good morning," you spoke as you took a seat at the breakfast table. She turned around to look at you before directing her attention back to the stove.
"Well, good morning to you too," she laughed, turning the stove off. "You look good, this morning," she wiggled her eyebrows. "Are you excited for today?"
You worked as a graphics designer, and everyday was a good one for you. You loved what you did, and you wouldn't have traded it for anything in the world. Luisa served you a plate before setting it down in front of you.
"Thanks," you took the fork that she handed you, and tasted a little bit of the eggs that she had fried. "Mhm, this is delicious. Please teach me how to cook like you," you laughed.
"Hardy har har, they're just eggs," she rolled her eyes playfully.
"That taste good," you answered her back. "And yes, I'm looking forward to today. Hopefully it doesn't rain," you pouted slightly.
"Eh, it looks like it will," she served herself a plate before joining you at the table. She took a spoonful of bacon into her mouth, chewing it loudly - making you laugh a little. She was a character, and you loved her. She was the only person that you could trust.
"Mary asked me to be there at ten, this morning," you said, referring to your boss. Work, for you, usually started at eleven. "I hope everything's alright. I do not want to get fired,"
"You won't," Luisa raised her eyebrows. "You're clearly the best at what you do, and if she can't see that - then you're in the wrong place,"
"True," you blushed a little. "Thanks," you said, finishing off your breakfast before standing up and taking your dish to the sink. You washed your plate before placing it in the drying rack. With a deep breath, you turned around and smiled at your best friend.
"I should go and get ready, now," you giggled. "I don't want to be late,"
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Upon arriving at the building that you worked at, your hair was a mess - and your clothes seemed to fit a little more loosely on you. You had caught the bus, just as you always did - but today, the wind seemed strange. People stared at you a whole lot more, and you were feeling conscious. You walked into the building, and were greeted by the receptionist - Layla.
"Hi, (Y/N)!" she waved, a wide smile on her face. "You look pretty, this morning!" she remarked.
You walked over to her desk, and leaned your elbows on the hard wood. Layla was a pretty girl. She had light brown hair, and striking blue eyes. Her nose was a little big for her face, but it made her look adorable. She wore large glasses, and her lips were always painted a plum color. She seemed to enjoy wearing dresses that ended at her knee, and she was always very decently dressed.
"Hi, Layla," you smiled. "Thank you, but I hardly think so," you giggled. "My hair is literally, a mess,"
"No, it isn't," she waved you off. "You're beautiful, as always," she grinned at you. You broke into a laugh before you noticed that the elevator doors were open. "I'll talk to you later," you waved at her before dashing toward the elevator. You stepped inside just as the doors closed, and you were the only person inside.
You pressed the button for the tenth floor, because that was the floor on which you worked. On the doors of the elevator, your reflection could be seen - however, it was distorted. All you could gather from the horrible image, was that your hair was a mess.
A groan escaped your lips as the elevator came to a stop, and the doors opened. You walked out and inhaled the cool air as if it were a drug. You loved the smell of the office. It was so clean.
You walked through the department, and made your way to your cubicle. You placed your bag on the desk, but you hadn't taken your seat yet. Your work mate, Jason, peeked out from his cubicle and grinned. He sat beside you, so you were used to seeing him around often.
"Hey, (Y/N)," he wiggled his eyebrows. "I like your skirt," he remarked.
You were wearing a coat over a beautifully designed skirt, and after a moment - you chuckled.
"Thanks," you sighed. You were just about to sit down, but you saw Mary walking up to you.
Mary was a woman who looked to be in her mid forties. She had bright red hair, and it fell just below her ears. Her eyes were small, and she always looked stern. She always wore pants, and she always wore tight fitting tops. Her figure was quite enviable, so she could afford to wear whatever she chose to. She owned the company that you worked for, and despite her fierce exterior - she had a soft heart.
"(Y/N)," she said, beckoning for you to walk over to her. "Come here,"
You cleared your throat, and did as told. Once you were near her, she took your hand and led you to her office - which door was open. The two of you entered before she pushed the door shut.
"Have a seat," she gestured to the two chairs before you. She walked over to sit down at her end, and you quickly followed.
"Is there....something wrong?" you questioned as she set her hands on the desk before her.
"Oh, no, darling," she laughed. "Far from it," she grinned. "I have something exciting to tell you, and I know that you're going to be just as excited as I when you find out,"
"Oh," you nodded. "Okay,"
"We have a very special client, that wants to work with our design company," she began. "He's well known, and his taste is fine. He's planning a surprise party for his sister, and he wants one of our workers to aid him,"
"Okay," you nodded again, an expectant look on your face.
"And," she tapped her desk lightly. "I recommended you to him," she smiled widely. "Ah! I'm so excited for you!"
Your eyes widened. You had only been working for the company for three months, and this would be your first professional trip.
"Wow....I...I don't know what to say," you breathed. You were feeling anxious.
"Say yes! Accept the job!" her smile was big.
"Okay," you laughed. "Yes," you bit your lip.
"Great, he wants to see you at five, this afternoon," she opened her desk drawer and fished out a small piece of paper, setting the latter onto her desk before scribbling on it. "Here," she held the paper out to you once she was done. You took it and stared at it. "Just give that to the cab driver, and he'll take you there,"
"Great," you let out a breath. "I'm....excited, I have to admit," you said as Mary stood up, making you do the same. You turned around and made your way toward the door - placing your hand on the handle. "Oh," you said as you pulled the door open, looking back at Mary. "Oh...and by the way...who is this man?"
"You'll find out,"
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By five, you had walked out of the office, and you were nervous. You were late because work had kept you in for a little longer than expected. You walked out of the building, and ran out to the footpath. You held your arm up and whistled for a cab, making one of the vehicles stop for you.
Before getting into the backseat, you opened the door and got it - proceeding to shut the door once you were done. The driver looked at you as you fished for the paper that Mary had given you, in the pocket of your coat. Taking the item out, you handed it to the driver.
"Please, take me to that destination,"
He nodded and started the car, driving off. You leaned back against the seat and stared out of the window. The city was alive with people, and that made you smile. The car moved for about an hour before coming to a stop.
You dug into your bag, taking out your wallet and opening it. You gave the driver the money before closing your wallet and dumping it into your bag. Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you got out of the taxi. Your eyes widened when you saw how beautiful the place was.
The gates outside read Neverland, and the air did seem magical.
You let out a sigh as the taxi drove away - leaving you on your own. You walked up to the front doors and knocked. A moment passed, and no one opened the door - so you knocked again, to no avail.
You stood there for a minute before you heard the distant sound of children laughing. You then heard a man's voice, and he seemed to be yelling.
Following the directions of the sounds hesitantly. Eventually, you arrived at, what looked to be, a field area. The property was stunning.
In the distance, you could see the children running around - being chased by a man. He looked familiar, making you frown slightly. The kids noticed you, and they stopped running - staring at you.
When the man caught on, he turned his head to look at you.
"Michael Jackson," you mumbled to yourself, your heart racing. You had always adored his music. Suddenly, the name Neverland made sense.
Michael jogged up to you, seemingly out of breath. He was sweating, but he still looked handsome.
"Hi," he breathed, holding his hand out. "You're...from the design company?"
"Yes," you smiled. "I didn't mean to," you gestured to the kids who were staring at you. "Interrupt anything,"
Michael turned back and flashed the kids a look - making them all giggle as they ran into the house.
"Not at all," he responded before holding his hand out. "Now, shall I show you the house?"
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This sucked, yes.
Apologies for all errors.
Thank you so much for reading!
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Lots of love!
Isha♡
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