My lips stretched into an ear splitting grin because I'd been looking forward to meeting my dad since the past few months.As I cruised my way toward the famous brasserie on Lexington Avenue, I couldn't help but think about the last time I'd seen him. My dad, Robert Jones, is the senior head content editor for the election campaigns of the US senator Henry Craig. His sight for creativity in almost every aspect of his career put him where he deserves to be.As soon as I was done with my high school, he took the offer to work for the election's advertising campaigns and moved to Washington DC and has become one of the most renowned names in the advertising world ever since.It's always been just the two of us and after our lives got hectic, it became quite difficult for us to meet frequently. Days turned into weeks and then months and now it's been a year and a half since our last meet up.My converse softly padded on the stone ground while I searched for a familiar face. I perched my s
I almost choked on the cookie I was munching on and gave him a stern look. "Meet me? Then you can gladly tell her that the feeling's not mutual," I spat angrily and he reeled back in shock. God, so much for it not being worse than the first bomb."What is wrong with you?" His soft tone made me exhale and I instantly regretted my outburst."Nothing, dad. I am sorry, I just… when does she wanna meet again?" I couldn't help but think about how depressing it was getting for me right now. All I wanted was to go home and sleep. Maybe try to change my Sunday a bit. Oh, how I wish that were possible!"Actually… today. Right now, in fact." He released a short laugh while I just sat there glaring at him."Really?""Really," he affirmed.I closed my eyes to soothe my jittery nerves and the bottled up anger. Opening them back, I took a deep breath in. "Oh, okay wow!" I exclaimed sarcastically. "So your fianceé decided to meet me today which I daresay is right now. Yet, you never really cared enou
After rigorously working on our projects for hours on without even a break, Chelsea and I finally decided to feed our empty stomachs. We used the advantage given to us as our leverage. I had spent my whole time coming up with different copies for the new campaign that Sebestian assigned everyone as the first step of our work in the team. Every time I would give him a list of what I had come up with, he'd shake his head and tell me, "Impress me like you would to your haters and enemies. Which is by not trying too hard." At that moment, I knew that I had to push myself harder ahead. As Chelsea and I made our way toward the cafeteria, I ushered Shivaay to tag along. Filling our trays with the appetizing food, we sat down at the table where Keith was already seated. I swear, the guy's always there before us. Keith was furiously typing away on his laptop with his right hand while munching on the chips with his free hand. His brows had a crease in between them and he seemed really into
"We are officially a part of the campaign, VVJ," Shivaay paused, letting me process his words. My jaw slackened and I stopped dead in my tracks, staring at him stupendously. "Wh-what?" I sputtered. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Ms. Kutcher walking ahead with quick and stealthy strides. "You heard me right. They take two to three members from each team who have contributed immensely in the campaign to help the top-esque people out for the entire ad campaign. Like, the field work, you know. The rest of the members are to strictly follow the instructions by their heads to let it all move smoothly. Basically, they are to follow and do what we'd suggested in the planning phase," he told me patiently but I was half listening to him. I had almost stopped hearing after the first line or two because those words got me immersed into my own world. I could finally get to see how everything worked. My dreams would actually mould into an unbelievable reality. "Wow," I whispered to myse
I closed my eyes and exhaled a long breath. I was weary, all right. All I wanted right now was to have a long shower, cuddle with my soft, comfy duvet and a cup of hot coffee. Opening my eyes, I glanced at my wristwatch. It was almost time to leave. I traversed my eyes around to see that a few people had already left while a few of them were loitering around. Ms. Maxwell had retreated as well, giving us the leeway to do whatever we wanted which was either to stay or leave. Shivaay yawned from beside me and stretched out his arms and legs while cracking his knuckles. "Guess I am ready to pass out," he murmured, slowly dragging his heavy lidded eyes to mine before rubbing them. "Bingo." We both got up from our chairs and headed out the door. As we were walking, I realized that I couldn't hold it in anymore before my bladder would give up on me. Turning to Shivaay, I passed him an apologetic smile. "I need to use the restroom. You go ahead. I don't wanna keep you waiting because you
I tightened the jacket around me as a cool breeze blew past us. I was standing beside Shivaay who sported a bored look. Everyone, meaning a few members from each team in the advertising department, were chosen to tag along and help out in the working of the behind the scenes of the television commercial of this campaign.It had taken us days and days which now transpired into a few weeks to work on each and every aspect of our campaign. After vigorous detailing and planning of each process for hours on long was exhausting. It was such a pain to finally come up with a foolproof plan. I would usually be bummed out by the end of the day but it was nothing a mug of hot coffee couldn't solve.Currently, we were all witnessing the preparation of the commercial that would be filmed in some time. Basically, everything related to the pre-production was taking place. Ms. Maxwell was standing some distance away from us, barking orders to someone in a walkie talkie handed over to her by one of th
The moment he drove away in his car, I laid down on the ground with my hands underneath my head. The ground was clean and spotless because it's cleaned daily for the shooting reasons. Even now, it had been swept neat by the cleaners after the wrapping up took place.As I was gazing at the almost empty sky, I felt a shadow looming over me. I tilted my head to the left to see Skye standing above me with a confused face."What are you still doing here?" His question wasn't rude but rather curious.I quickly sat up, dusting my arms and stomach. "Uh... nothing, just taking a breather, that's all," I answered.He sat down beside me, coiling his arms around his knees. I was shocked to say the least. I hadn't expected him to tag along in my 'lonesome party' to put it simply. "I hope you don't mind me sitting here but this does seem like fun. Like an actual breather," he muttered with a strained laugh."Nope, don't mind at all." When I looked at him I could tell that exhaustion was taking a to
At last it was the weekend that actually felt like one. Ever since the campaign was bustling full fledged, half the department was working on Sundays as well. Nobody including me really minded it but I didn't know that I needed a break so badly until today. Until I finally got it. 'Welcome to New York' was blasting in my headphones as I cycled on the streets of New York. A befitting song as I cruised around with a small smile on my face. Wanting to spend my day alone, I decided to go cycling around the neighborhood, read a book and have a nice picnic in a less crowded park, which is ironic in this city even on Sundays. After an hour of music, freedom and cycling, I made my pit stop in a park. Leaning my bike against an oak tree and taking out my brunch packet along with a small blanket from my bike's basket, I breathed in the fresh air. Once I was done placing everything, I sat down on the blanket and tightened my jacket around me. The cold and chilly air of October made me shiver
A/N: Hi, guys. Thanks for coming this far. I hope you enjoyed the ride. If you're interested in reading more of my works, please do well to vote and comment. I'd love to hear from every one of you. Xoxo.It took me about twenty minutes to finally reach his place. However, I started gawking at the absolute mansion as soon as my eyes fell on it. The entire ride here was pin drop silent because Skye was dozing off and only his light snores filled in the otherwise quiet car.It took me another few minutes to let his security guard know that I wasn't a danger. It was then they let me in. His mansion's lights were off and I took it as a sign that he lives alone. I was thankful though that the lamps were lit on the main driveway.After inquiring with one of the guards, he pointed me to the backside of the house. I followed his instructions and there was a different stone driveway that led behind his huge house. There were pretty flowers and shrubs adorning on both sides. Before I knew it, I
When Skye consumed one too many drinks the moment my friends called me out on the dance floor, meaning when I wasn't noticing, he got a little too much tipsy. Somehow he had found himself on the dance floor and toward me. My friends were shocked beyond imagination to not only see him coming toward us but also when they saw the kind, professional and dapper man not like that anymore. He was wobbling on his two legs with his hair sticking out in all directions and a drunk smile plastered on his face. Even then, he still managed to look handsome and his boyish persona was coming out. Just like it did in the park. Like he was free and I couldn't help but wonder what really has been bothering him. What's so hard to show and so easy to live behind a facade? Soon enough, Skye stood directly in front of me and I saw Shivaay scramming everyone away from us. He's a sweetheart for not telling anyone about my secret feelings for Skye. I blinked my eyes at Skye because he was giving me an inno
All the blood drained from her face and she stepped back, looking ready to dart off in some direction. I tried so hard to not burst out laughing and blow up my cover. Skye, on the other hand, had a conspiratorial smile playing on his lips so I just raised an eyebrow at him.I am saving you here, buddy. Oh, and now he decides to cut out his indifferent act. Respect, I thought sarcastically."I-I... Are - are y-you arresting... me?" She stammered, pointing her manicured finger toward herself."Oh, yes." I nodded my head grimly and changed my stance to that of an inspector."O-on what charges?" She gulped and I really wanted to laugh at her so bad while patting her shoulders. God, was she so gullible."Shouldn't you be knowing that?" I glared sternly and Skye covered up his laugh with a cough. But the girl didn't pay any heed to him.It was almost as if a switch went over in her demeanor because there was a hard glint in her gaze and I almost had the urge to flee the scene when she spoke
"Can we make a pit stop before the club to change outta these clothes? It's too work-ey work-ey," Chelsea remarked, scrunching her nose and pointing her fingers toward her professional attire.We were all gathered in the parking garage of the ZAE Inc. building. "Who even cares about the outfit? I just wanna get wasted. This week was hella busty. I swear I can still smell unagreed disappointment oozing out of Ms. Maxwell's posture," Shivaay grumbled grouchily.Ms. Maxwell has been whooping everyone a lot as the whole campaign was almost ready before finally executing it. That woman must have invented something that surpassed even the term - perfection."You mean shark," Keith corrected with a scoff."Hey, hey," I interjected, trying to calm down their dark faces. "I know that we've all had a hard week but... we could make our weekend better, right?" I spoke in a consoling manner."Yeah.""Right. You're right.""Mm-hmm."All of them echoed in unison. "So, c'mon. Chop chop." I clapped my
It was like a bucket of ice cold water was thrown on him. A realization hit me and I smirked slightly because I knew the reason for his hostility. Someone's scared and I might just have the leverage.I started drumming my fingers on the table and it seemed to have brought them out of their concentrated reactions."H-hi... Em-Emika. I mean, Emika... yes," Chelsea stammered, sighing and waving at her comically."Emika, hey!" Keith exclaimed kindly but there was a tinge of wariness in his voice.I expected Shivaay to utter his response but he just stared at his lunch quietly, not even daring to look up. I swear he needed a thwank on that stubborn head of his. I nudged him with my elbow harshly and he glared at me. I pointed toward Emika with my eyes, scowling and he exhaled a deep breath."Hello Emika," he grumbled and stressed onto her name and went back to gobbling down his food. She smiled which he didn't seem to notice but like usual she was chill."Why aren't you saying anything?" C
I was going through the worst overweening emotions. Out of all, anger, annoyance and hurt were bubbling over on the verge of me having a breakdown.All the events of yesterday swirled through my mind until I reached my workplace. Once I got into my character which my work station gave me, I forgot all about what I had witnessed across the bridge.I could have been and felt the same the whole day if it weren't for Skye Williams himself. It was an hour or so before noon when I made my way to the coffee room. However, as I exited, I saw him walking toward Ms. Maxwell's office.My face broke out into a greeting smile when I passed him but he didn't even give me a second glance. He looked right through me and yet acted as if he didn't recognize me. A foreign impassive look was indented on his face and my heart skipped a beat. It was the worst feeling ever.That's when everything came back rushing to me. The silhouette of a tall woman. Is that why he's giving me the cold shoulder? Pretendin
After finishing our brunch and talking for some time, Skye's attention was pulled away by the obnoxious hollers coming from the football court park. He turned sideways, now facing the court with a vying anticipation for one of the two teams. His hands twitched as if he wanted to change the strategy or something while his lips were pressed tightly against his teeth. Knowing that he's busy and I couldn't retain his attention to look at me even if I wanted to, I went back to reading my book. I couldn't tell how much time had passed but I was startled when I heard another round of cheers and one clearly louder than the others. My wide eyes went toward Skye who was incessantly throwing his fists in the air with the biggest grin I've ever seen him sporting. Sure he smiled, laughed and chuckled but this huge smile lit up his entire face. There was not a single ounce of diffidence in his posture but rather a complete contrast to that right now. I couldn't help the awe in my own eyes. Whe
At last it was the weekend that actually felt like one. Ever since the campaign was bustling full fledged, half the department was working on Sundays as well. Nobody including me really minded it but I didn't know that I needed a break so badly until today. Until I finally got it. 'Welcome to New York' was blasting in my headphones as I cycled on the streets of New York. A befitting song as I cruised around with a small smile on my face. Wanting to spend my day alone, I decided to go cycling around the neighborhood, read a book and have a nice picnic in a less crowded park, which is ironic in this city even on Sundays. After an hour of music, freedom and cycling, I made my pit stop in a park. Leaning my bike against an oak tree and taking out my brunch packet along with a small blanket from my bike's basket, I breathed in the fresh air. Once I was done placing everything, I sat down on the blanket and tightened my jacket around me. The cold and chilly air of October made me shiver
The moment he drove away in his car, I laid down on the ground with my hands underneath my head. The ground was clean and spotless because it's cleaned daily for the shooting reasons. Even now, it had been swept neat by the cleaners after the wrapping up took place.As I was gazing at the almost empty sky, I felt a shadow looming over me. I tilted my head to the left to see Skye standing above me with a confused face."What are you still doing here?" His question wasn't rude but rather curious.I quickly sat up, dusting my arms and stomach. "Uh... nothing, just taking a breather, that's all," I answered.He sat down beside me, coiling his arms around his knees. I was shocked to say the least. I hadn't expected him to tag along in my 'lonesome party' to put it simply. "I hope you don't mind me sitting here but this does seem like fun. Like an actual breather," he muttered with a strained laugh."Nope, don't mind at all." When I looked at him I could tell that exhaustion was taking a to