Its always something at the office. Sometimes Its the Olsen twins. Olsen twins meaning,my number one artical writers inthe magazine, Their always fighting . . . always. The two girls arent sisters, there just co-workers, Karen and Milly are their names.We allcall them The Olsen sisters because, the paparazzi always has something to say about the sisters, kind of like our girls, Their always yelling at eachother like sisters and fellow workers watch them, intill i step in and almost rips their hair out,because i cant stand it.Even thoughi seem to figure out the way to make my desk clean,i havnt figureouthow todeal with Nathenmyboss.He always ends up hitting on or feeling me up everytime he comes to the office.I guess it might have to deal with the fact that i made out with him in the dark of the night club when i swer it was someone else.
Even though work is mylife,i have somewhat of a love lifethat fits in it. Well i cant really say its a love life. Its more like a series of one night stands.I always end up meeting great guys, but they always end up pretending great guys intill they get into my pants. Yeah way to go Jena.... I always say that after i hear them creep out of my bedroom in the middle of the night.
"JENA!!!!!!!!" I rolled my eyes, thinking of what the hell is wrong now.
"Yes Gerald?" A Skinny younge man,walkedin, wearing a armani suit (because i love armani).
Gernald is my assistant whos always trying to impress me. He learned everything i like and makes sure he can do them. He thinks they make me like him so much more.Hes not the looking man but has some attractive features. But i would never in my life sleep with him.
"Umm Miss. Treveno . . . The Olsens are fighting again!"
"Son of bitch" I said under breath
I got up and pushed my through my little assitant and walked down the hall seeing people rush to the girls. I looked over and saw Karen pulling Milly's hair. I ran over there making me almost trip over my black four inch heels. I pushed my way through everyone making some of them scared and run back to there desks. When i got to the girls i ripped Karen off Milly and yelled
"KNOCK THISSHIT OFF!"From the anger in my voice,they took their attention off eachother and looked straight at me.
"I dont understand why you two need to do this almost everyday! im sick of it! If you guys keep doing this you need to find ney both look at jobs!" They both look at eachother and look at the ground while fixing there outfits and hair. I looked at the rest of the people, still standing around.
"And for the rest of you get back to work!"
When it was my time to go home i went to my closet that was right next to my huge window with a view of the buildings. I opened my door and took my jacket and purse out. I checked my hair and makeup in the mirrior the hung on my door from the inside. My Brown waves were still in place and my makeup looked fine. Compared to what it lookes like after work; eyeliner smeared and foundation almost off.
As i walk home, i wish i had someone to look forward to besides my cat. I wish as i got home i could be cradddled in the arms of someone i love. . . .
I walked through the hallways, heading into my evil boss office. His two overly buffed men Stood gaurd as i walked in. I went into Larences office and went straight for his dark desk filled with papers of people that have been killed and owe him still or piles that are people are still alive and owe him money. I crossed my arms as i reach to the desk.
"Oh Nicky why be so blue?" I hated that he called me that. I rolled my eyes and said
"Get to the chase Larence!"
"Fine! I have another person for you" He tossed me the file that was on the-people-who-are-still-alive-and-owe-him-money pile. I sighed at the thought of what I had to do. Last time I had a job that made me have bury someone. I couldnt stand the fact i had to do these jobs. Iooked at the tan covered folder and back at Larence. That little blond hair smuck. You will never understand the fact how badly i want to kill him.
"i WANT OUT OF THIS BUSINESS I HATE IT HERE!"
"Fine ill tell you what since you have almost a year left . . . I make you a deal . . . You do this last job for me and your free" I knew he was lying ut i couldnt help believe him alittle.
"Deal" We shook hands andi took the folder. As i making my way back to my desk I open the folder. It was held a picture of a girl smilling at someone. She had Brown waves and she was wearing a dress that made her boobs pop out a little. I actully thought this girl look very beautiful. She was on of the best looking girls hes ever seen. Also comparing to a girli was madly in love with in high school.
I started to read her bio. Lives in New York, Runs a Magazine place, Lives in a nice New York apartment, and owns a cat . . . Nice and kind of sexy. I read further and saw that i had to bring her in because one of her brothers owes Larence money great. So pretty much hes going to have to burying this somewhere. Great...
Ok i know i didnt really say what he does but he is like a assassin but more in a gang drug dealer thing sorry:)