have you ever wondered that there's nothing you can do to change the hate,the trust,lies,thoughts, so all we can do is go with the flow.

Those words kept ticking in my head. suddenly I felt like someone was calling me.

"hello", turning back to see a loft girl with golden hair and dark brown eyes,shouting as she walked to my direction, waving at me with a heartly smile.

pointing at myself, looking back with a confused look on my face to see if she was actually waving at me.

coming towards me with an impeccable smell around her, breathing heavily.

" hi. I'm Monica, I'm here to give you more information about the company you will be working at now". heaving her hand to shake me. "your the intern right?"

"yes". with a smile on my face . " I'm the intern". shaking her hand. why does it feel so warm, shaking my head . maybe its just me feeling this way. "my name is Elena hallow. nice to meet you too".

" Are you okay ?, you seem lost in thoughts". looking at me with a heedful expression on her face .

I should give her a normal expression,to avoid attention. "no I'm fine. just nervous on my first day at work ". turning my head sideways as I smiled. That should work.

smiling. " okay. don't worry I got nervous on my first day too". trying not to make eye contact .

I could tell she's prying to know who I am but not showing it on her face . after some minutes of muteness she decided to break the silence.

"okay shall we proceed ". pointing to the hall way of the company with a smile on her face.

" sure. I can't wait to see what this company like". looking at her with a wide smile on my face.

After walking around the company which felt like I didn't

"okay that's one to go and one left". looking at the watch on her hand. " the company is a little big but don't worry we can do this". raising her hands to her chest with her finger all squeezed tightly together.

I don't even remember the one you just showed me so its most likely I won't remember this one. she seems too positive and its kind of getting on my nerve. folding my hands. "do you really think we can do it".

monica replying " yes".

walking to the elevator with Monica tapping the edge of her dress continuously with her head down as she pulled the strand of her hair back that ran through her face .

Entering the elevator with Monica pressing the 12th floor as the door closed.

"okay so your now the new secretary of Mr Nicolas Denver. but you can call him Mr Denver. he might be rude but don't take it personal, cause it will only hurt you more and he literally does that to everyone". smiling sideway