<< Monday Morning
Walking down the sidewalk drinking my coffee I cant help but
pray today goes by fast. I love my job, I really do... But Monday is just the
start of the long week of work waiting for me.
I stop at the street light as the light turns red. I watch
as cars drive by. Waiting the light changes colour and the crossing light
flickers. I join the crowd of early risers and walk across the slightly icy
road. Walking passed the park I stop to take in the beauty of it covered in
white thick snow. The play ground and chains of the swings coated in glittering
frost like ice. Yes I hate winter and snow, but even I realize how beautiful it
can be. I turn my gaze away from the frozen playground and continue my way to
work.
I watch the buses pass by, yah I could always catch one and
get out of the cold weather. But I wake up so early as it is I am always one of
the first at work in my department. Besides I like walking, especially in the
morning when everything around you is still so quiet. It makes everything so
peaceful.
Finally I cross the street from the city park and find
myself standing in front of a huge brick building. After I graduated my senior
class of high school I always wanted to become a reporter for a magazine. So I
went to collage and took journalist classes, and even worked on the campus
school paper. And now here I am...one step closer to my dream as I stand before
the main office building for Shizen Magz.
Shizen Magz is a well known popular Magazine in Japan that
covers anything from fashion, food, cultures and lifestyles. Basically if you
want to become a top rated journalist or reporter...This is where you want to
be.
Walking to the main entrance I enter the building. My body
sighing in relief as the warmth from the heaters blow across my pale numb face.
I open my work bag and pull out my swipe card. I smile at
the receptionist who blushes and bows her head in return to me. Walking past
the desk and scanning my card on the locking pad, the door clicks opened. I
push it opened and walk down the hallway towards the elevator. On the way I
pass many other early risers already running around the office rushing to get
the day started, just like myself.
Reaching my gloved hand out I press the 4th floor and I
stand in silence as the elevator starts to move. The elevator chimes and the
door slides opened. Stepping out of the elevator I find myself standing in the
department that covers Food and Local Restaurants.
I walk through the office as I head towards my desk.
"Morning." I smile back. Walking further into the
office I finally arrive at my office....ok that's a lie. I wish I had my own
office being a top rated reporter. But sadly that is not my job. I drop my work
bag on top of my tiny desk in my little cramped cubicle. Standing there I
remove my gloves and take my jacket off and hang it on the back of my chair.
Sitting in my chair I turn to my computer and push the power button and wait
for it to boot up.
"Urihara, early again I see."
"Good morning Sir." I stand and bow my head to my
boss. Mr Gia runs the food department of the Shizen Magz.
"Can you make sure those proofreads are on my desk
before the end of the day."
"Of course Sir." I bow my head again as he walks
away. I sigh and slump in my chair. That's right....I dream of being a famous
reporter...but I am only a proofreading editor. I mean someone has to do
it....but you get absolutely no credit in the magazine. How I would love to see
my name on the front page. Or an article I actually got to write myself.
Sighing I get to work on the pile of papers waiting to be
edited.
As 9:00am rolls around, the office is already buzzing with
reporters running around, while the phones ring like crazy.
I take the edited articles I have already finished and place
them on Mr Gia's desk. Turning around I suddenly bump into someone causing them
to drop their file full of papers.
"Oh forgive me I am so sorry!" I quickly drop to
the floor and rush to grab the papers. I stand up, bow my head and hold the
papers out in front of me.
"Thank you, and don't worry about it." Not
recognizing the voice I raise my head and I find myself staring into a pair of
dazzling bright green eyes. "Have you seen...uhh whats his name
again." He pauses to think. "Right! Mr Gia."
"Oh, no I haven't seen him in a while." I find
myself unable to look away from the man standing before me. He has brown hair
that is even longer then mine. His hair falls across his shoulders and he has
part of it pinned up in the back.
"Are you a reporter?" He asks me while his eyes
look me up and down.
My face flushes being mistaken for a reporter, "Oh
no....I wish. I am one of the proofing editors." I speak quietly. I bow my
head, "I must get back to work, please excuse me." I bow once more
then rush off back to my tiny cubicle.
I glance at the clock to see it is only 10am now.
"Today is going by way too slow..." I grumble as I stare at the huge
pile of articles still needed to be edited. I reach for the next paper when I
hear whispers coming from the cubicle next to me.
"Did you hear the rumor going around?" A ladies
voice speaks up.
"No, what rumor?" Another lady asks in a hushed
voice.
I groan in annoyance, all those two ever do is gossip about
so called office rumors and co worker love affairs.
"The reporter Shido has joined Shizen Magz." My
ears perk up hearing this whisper however. Fuyuki? The Fuyuki Shido...I have
read all of his articles...he is amazing.
"Really! that is big news for Shizen then."
"Apparently the rumor is he is out looking for a
partner to help him with a huge main magazine spread Shizen will be
covering."
"Really! whats the spread about!"
"That's the thing....no one is saying, they are keeping
it a secret."
"Don't you two have more important things to do then to
stand around gossiping!" Mr Gia's sharp voice snaps across the office.
"Sorry!" Both of them squeal at the same time and
rush back to work.
"I wonder if it's true..." I mutter under my
breath. That would be a huge honor. Meeting Fuyuki Shido in person. Reading his
articles makes me only want to be a reporter even more.
"Urihara!" My head snaps up from my papers. I am
holding my pen in mid air as I stare wide eyed at Mr Gia.
"Yes Sir..."
"There is a meeting in the lifestyles department at
3:00pm, don't be late!" I drop my pen on my desk as my mouth hangs opened.
"Did you hear me!"
"Sir?"
"You wish to work in the Lifestyle department don't
you?" I still don't understand what is happening, as I stare to him.
"Yes Sir..."
"Well I will miss having you here..." he must have
seen the utter disbelief on my face as he chuckles lightly. "You're being
transferred to Lifestyles. But I want you to finish those first before the
meeting!" He points at the pile of unedited articles.
"Sir are you serious?"
He smiles. "Yes...pack your desk...and don't be late
for that meeting. The Lifestyles department is expecting you."
"Sir....." He looks at me. "Yes Sir!" I
bow my head still unsure as to what just happened.
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