In September

woke up and checked the time, Oh my gosh! am late, i didn't even hear my alarm go on, am supposed to meet my new boss and i cant screw up after being promoted. i rolled out of bed showered as quickly as possible wore my power look suit, grabbed an apple, i did my last check on the mirror, impressed with how far i have come, i mean am barely trying but am glad i made it all the way here and haven't killed myself yet. rushed out and made it for work. You are late! grace whispered, i know thank you for not waking me up, i replied. i got his coffee and entered the office. he was facing the window and didn't clearly see his face, i struggled trying to decide if i should greet him or just go straight with the coffee. you don't know how to knock? and What time are you suppose to be here? he asked, his voice as calm as possible. eight o'clock sir, i answered, ignoring his first question. and what's the time,? he asked this time i could sense anger in his voice, i..its um eight passed half, i replied. the room grew quiet and suffocating, i took a deep breath before i could talk again, your coffee is ready, i said. didn't my father give you a list of what i like not as my personal assistant i except you to know every detail about me, he yelled. i panicked and poured hot coffee on myself making me drop the cup and it broke. I bent to pick the pieces from the floor, i don't expect you to be reckless in here this time he was facing me i looked up and bumped in his angry face, Oh damn its Louis !