CHAPTER3
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Gabriella's pov
"But sir how?"
"You have been promoted to being my personal assistant." Mr David said.
I couldn't believe my eyes. Mr Joseph is now in my position, such a dream came through. I felt so happy I was about to stand up and shout, of all things being his P.A was more important. Was I dreaming? I pinched myself under the table.
"Owwh." I said holding my thighs.
"What's wrong?" Mr David asked, looking at me curiously.
"No sir I'm fine." I said looking at him. This man was simply breathtaking. His silver eyes and his dyed faded just everything look better, his set of glowing white teeth was just a top tier, his lovely oud smell, his voice was like harmony to my soul, what if my crush on him grows in this process.
"Why are you staring at me like that young woman?"
"Huh." I said, looking away sharply.
Mr David chuckled. He told me to leave and prepare myself for my new work resumption. I stood up and left his office grabbing my hand bag and left. I had a bright smile, a sudden realisation hit me
What did I do to get this promotion, being his personal assistant? I always come late, I'm never early or is it just luck? I guess so.
"Look where you're going!" Someone shouted drifting me away from my thoughts, I felt a burning sensation on my hand.
"Owwh!" I looked at my red hand. Hot coffee poured and some of it landed on my hand.
"I'm so sorry." A deep voice said in front of me. I looked up and saw a young man standing in front of me. He got his hand towel and placed it on my hand. I whined in pain.
"I'm so sorry ma'am." He said, looking straight at me. I nodded and removed my hand from his grip.
"Thank you." I said walking away blowing my hand. I hurt so bad but nothing was gonna spoil my day. I got to the bus station and got into the bus. I was the only one in there, a sigh of relief left my lips. I sat down at the back grabbing my phone from my pocket. I saw several missed calls from my mum. Why did she call me? I wondered while calling her back. She ended the call. Well that's strange. I said bringing out my headphones from my bag. I played my Spotify playlist as I looked out the window.
After so many hours I was done I got down from the bus and approached my porch. I tried opening the door but it was locked. As I tried opening it I heard a loud scream, fear gripped me as I hurriedly opened the door and ran in, I looked around. What was the scream about?
I ran upstairs to my sister's room but no one was there. I ran to my mum's room. She was standing on a stool holding a walking stick.
"Wait!! There's a racoon there!" She shouted as I walked in. I turned around to see the raccoon stare at me.
"It's just a raccoon, what could it.."
The racoon jumped on my head. I screamed in terror running downstairs. It grabbed my face with it's irritating feet's
"Stand still." My mum said hitting the raccoon from my hair. It immediately ran away from the window.
"Are you okay?" My mum asked, walking towards me.
"Of course not!I have a scratch right?"
"Yap, it's really bad." She said moving towards me. She touched a spot on my face.
"Ouch!!!!" I screamed as she touched it.
"Sorry"
I walked up to my room and ran to my bathroom. I looked at the mirror s**t!! I cursed as I looked at my face and touched my face. I had about three bad scars, how was I gonna go to work? I would be looking so bad, no one would even look at me twice. I took my clothes off and made a bath bomb. I got in and soaked, ensuring nothing touched my face. I relaxed listening to sza.
After a while of soaking, I got out and cleaned my face with wipes and brushed my teeths, got out the first aid kit in my cupboard and applied bandages to my scars. I wore my robe with my wet hair wrapped in a towel. It was already 4 I needed to get something to eat.
I ordered a large mushroom pizza. I wore a long flowing gown and blow dried my hair and packed it up into a neat bun.
"You alright?" My sister said laughing as she walked into my room.
"Oh you think it's funny, why don't I tell mum you had s*x last week?"
"Alright it's okay!" She shouted, dropping my pizza in front of me. "Does it hurt?" She asked for a bandage.
"Of course! Get off me!" I shouted, pushing her hand off my face.
"Can you stop being so loud, so unattractive?" She said pissed sitting on my bed.
"Why ? When all you do is ask me for money and be rude to me, anyways I got promoted."
"Firstly, if I don't do it, who will? Secondly, you're a cleaner now?"
!!" Ginna be nice for once. I'm my boss's personal assistant now."
"Wait, the famous David Mackmiller?" She said looking at me so confused
I nodded. "Yep."
Ginna screamed and hugged me. "I'm happy for you!!!" She said jumping around. I chuckled as I watched her jump around the room. "We need to change your wardrobe, !!" She shook me violently.
"What's wrong with my wardrobe?" I asked, looking at her confused.
"Don't be ridiculous." She said, shaking me again. "You look like an old woman with a fashionable style."
My mouth opened in shock. "You're lying."
"Ask mum," she said, folding her arms in front of me.
"You're so mean."
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…………….To be continued…………
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