Intern Director

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To say I was stressed was an understatement. Over the course of the last 24 hours I've had four lab explosions, six employees crustal to setting this up (including Pepper) call out sick, and a caterer canceling our order last minute.

So in short, I've had giant problems to clean, having to take over planning, decorating, approving orders, and somehow figure out how to get 250 people lunch all before ten am.

So yes, I was stressed.

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"Peter! Peter, I need your help!" Cassy yells while running over to me.

"Yes, Cassy?" I ask almost losing my mind at yet another thing to deal with this.

"Tina just called and said she was in the hospital!" Cassy says and I stop looking over my clipboard and up at her.

"Is she ok? Can we do anything to help?" I ask while already starting to figure out how we could help her.

"She says she's fine. She said her lab at home had some kind of explosion but she was only minimally hurt. Some scrapes and bruises but she hit her head pretty bad and the doctors want to keep her there overnight for observation. She only got to call us now because she couldn't have her phone for a while. The problem is that she was supposed to lead a tour group that starts in five minutes," Cassy says and I sigh.

"Is there anyone else who can do it?" I ask and Cassy shakes her head.

"Everyone is busy. Fifty percent of the staff is on a work strike because of wages, cafeteria food, and work schedule and another twenty-five percent are either quitting because of the extra workload, not showing up, out sick, or are preparing for the lunch. There is no one else," Cassy says and I sigh.

"Why is there a tour anyway? We shouldn't have any because of the lunch," I say and Cassy snickers.

"Well, you would have to talk to the new employee in charge of scheduling," Cassy says and I nod.

"Fine, I'll take it over. They'll have to follow me around and it'll be fast-paced," I say, already turning to the front desk.

When I look over at the front desk, I go pale. I can feel the blood leave my face and sink to my feet. Standing there is a crowd is my science class, all staring at me.

"Ok, this is going to be shortened because you know who I am and already know that I have an internship here. I'm dealing with a little crisis right now so you'll have to follow me. Keep up," I say and start walking away.

I hear silence until the footsteps of twenty-eight students and one teacher follow me. I lead them over to the far side of the lobby.

"Here's an interesting fact, Tony announced to the world that he was Iron Man and then later when he got engaged to Pepper right over here," I say pointing to the area we were passing.

"Ok Parker, what the hell is going on!? You just walk up to us with an earpiece and a clipboard and demand that we follow you. Tell me right now!" Flash shouts and I turn around glaring.

"Yes, I did demand that you follow me. Please just shut up. Now, we are going up to the museum so I can figure out the decorations in there," I say and continue to march on.

I don't hear any more complaints after that until we get to the museum.

"Now, you can look over anything you want, just don't hit the glass on the cases too hard as an alarm will sound," I say and quickly walk over to where about five people were setting up a snack table.

"What's going on here?" I ask while walking up to nearly all five of them screaming at each other.

"Andy forgot to get the cheese and meat plates, Lauren forgot the napkins and plates, Keith forgot the cups, and Max forgot the cookies," James says and the four of them glare at him.

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