Unconditional (Sequel to Senior Year - jb)

7. Wrong Direction

A/N

So i guess i need to explain myself first before you get into reading this chapter...

after i turned 18 my life went a little crazy so i havent been able to update in a very long time. Im so sorry for that. the turning point was that i got pregnant... yes thats true and no im not a reckless young adult and i do have a boyfriend but my pills let me down and the result was that i got pregnant so i had to take care of myself for a while... but im fine now and im not gonna tell the rest but i just figured out that i shouldnt even come up with a lie because i want to stay true to myself and not lie about big things. BUT THANK YOU FOR READING !! ive been reading your comments and i LOVE how you react to some of the things that happen in this story <3 you guys rock !

now hurry and go read this chapter ! next update will be coming out this week :)

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I stepped out of my car, hugging my work files tightly against my chest. Throwing the car door shut, I started towards the elevators. My heels clicked against the concrete floor of the garage hall and my beige flowy pants stroked against my skin softly. I ordered the elevator and while waiting, I lifted my sunglasses on top of my head and went through the files I was holding.

I hated Mondays. I absolutely hated them. It was the most busiest day at work. Everyone would run around the office, panicking that it looked ridiculous. During the weekends there was barely anyone working so when everyone got back to work on Monday, everything was just all over the place. But since I was an intern, I only had to follow my boss everywhere and write down everything she needed and stuff. Okay, yes. I guess I was kind of busy too.

The 'bing' sound woke me up from my trance and the heavy metal doors slid open in front of me. I stepped into the empty metal box and pressed the floor 28 button. Taking a deep breath I watched the numbers go higher on the digital square, knowing I was only getting closer to the madness that was taking place in the famous office of ELLE magazine. Cursing silently to myself when I felt the elevator stopping before even reaching the 28th floor. Huge amount of people stepped inside, making me glued against the cold metal wall. I shivered when the coldness touched my bare shoulders. Please, just be quick, I thought to myself.

"28th floor." was heard through the small speakers on the ceiling.

And then the elevator stopped.

"Excuse me." I mumbled while trying to push past the people.

The noises were incredibly loud when I finally got to the right office. As I expected, everyone was running around like headless chickens. The usual sound of calming music was muted. 

Mondays were always like this.

I knew were I had to head at first. The paperwork I was hugging were dying to get released, or at least I was dying to get them out. The amount of work I put into them only in the matter of days was huge so I had high expectations.

When I reached the right double doors, I took a deep breath and knocked. It took a few seconds before a blonde assistant opened the door to an awfully quiet office rooms. It was like an office inside an office. If you get the memo.

"Ava, Robbie has been waiting for you." the assistant with the perfect row of teeth staring at me greeted me.

"I know, that's why I'm here." I flashed a fake smile and walked past her.

The doors closed and it was so quiet, not until I heard quiet heel clicking. Taking a deep breath I put on my brave face. It didn't take long until a white door opened and a middle-aged woman stepped out in her perfect designer clothes and her perfect hair and makeup. Roberta 'Robbie' Myers. ELLE's editor-in-chief. I swear this lady had people doing everything for her.