InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Pages of My Life ❯ Same ol' Same ol' ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Another quick reminder, later on I might not say who's POV it's in but it should always be obvious, and there is going to be some slight OCC behaviors, but I'll try and keep them to a minimum.

Thanks for reading!

~Laurell

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:Kagome's POV:

My long lashes were beginning their descent once again when I was snapped back into reality harshly.

“Good morning Kagome! Is the coffee ready yet?” Marian the book keeper for the office breezed in happily carrying a giant tote bag filled with god knows what that had a picture of a peacock on it.

“Oh good morning and yes it's in the thermos already.”

“Wonderful! Any calls yet?” She asked while opening the bag and began digging for something. She pulled out a file after some scrounging.

“Nope, I just opened and finished laying out the morning stuff and sat down.” She was always insanely cheery…I don't know how she did it. Because of this whenever someone wasn't as happy as she was she assumed something was horribly wrong and proceeding to interrogate, determined `to help' at that point. I quickly added a big smile to the end of my statement realizing she was looking at me and starting to get the concerned look.

Seeming satisfied by the last second smile she headed back towards the mailroom which connected to her office. I sighed relieved and fiddled with some papers on my desk to look busy while my other coworkers straggled in. The phone calls started around 8:30 and the other secretary Eri rushed in the door late as usual and dropping things left and right. She was always so disheveled even though everyone expected her to be late by now she still ran up the walkway and practically tripped her way in the door.

“Morning,” I yawned absentmindedly.

“Have I missed anything??” She asked frantically.

“No, of course not, I've got it covered opening you know that.”

“Thanks so much Kagome,” She breathed a sigh of relief and moved to hang her coat and set down her purse.

I worked for a two partner CPA office, pretty small by most company standards but we had ten employees occupying the upstairs and downstairs offices of a building. It was a nice pace when it came to the world of office work and it had a pretty good client tell and reputation, having been open a bit more than 30 years. I'd been working here since late fall, having started out as more of a delivery girl than anything but moved up pretty quickly to being the lead administrative assistant. Other than me there was Eri, who basically did my job for the other partner, two book keepers, three accountants, and three full C.P.A.'s. Everyone was my boss essentially except Eri but no one really talked down to me which was nice. I liked my job, it was a little boring at times, but I hated the feeling like I was always screwing up despite everyone telling me I was doing great for having no experience. They were patient with me though, as things like this take a while to learn but I couldn't help but feel like a disappointment to the firm. To compensate I worked almost full time except when I wasn't at class, including opening up the office and getting ready for everyone to come in.

The apartment, school and work were the things that filled up my day. You could most often find me at one of the three. But lingering on those thoughts made me feel kind of pathetic so I tried not to think of it too much. Looking up I saw Eri's mouth moving rapid fire and realized she was talking to me. I snapped back from my self pity day dream.

“I'm sorry what?”

“You ok Kagome?” She paused above my desk looking down at where I sat.

“Yea fine, I just had trouble sleeping last night that's all,” And by trouble I mean didn't.

“Oh I'm so sorry to hear that babe,” She took a pencil out from a drawer of my desk and scribbled down something on a post-it note. “You should really take better care of yourself Kagome.” Eri was a sweet girl, one of the only people I talked to anymore, other than polite small talk; so I was thankful to have her around. She was sincere and we grabbed lunch on occasion, but she lived on the other side of town with her older boyfriend, and didn't go to school so we didn't really hang out that much outside of work.

“You've been having so much trouble sleeping lately you should try Ambien or something. I bet you could get a prescription easy enough with your insomnia. Trey had to use that when he hurt his back at the shop to sleep at night. They're fun too if you stay up longer than you're supposed to on it by drinking caffeine or something.” She giggled profusely and winked at me.

I smiled politely but didn't reply more than a “Yea…maybe…” I didn't need any pills to fall asleep, I needed to get out of the hole of my life I was trapped in and reduce my stress somehow. The phone rang loudly and I dismissed the thoughts deciding to focus on work and get through the day as quick as possible, hoping it would be as uneventful as it usually was around here.

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:Inuyasha's POV:

So far so good! I hadn't cussed, or got into a fight, or done anything inappropriate yet. The training was simple and I was catching on quick and hopefully impressing the lady showing me around. She didn't seem disappointed at least and that's definitely a start. A woman who introduced herself as Mrs. Clarkston was doing my orientation which included a company profile, tour of the building and then basic expectations of my job. I finished up with her around lunch time and then was directed to my department to begin training for the job I was doing.

I worked with mostly all guys besides from a secretary who managed the phones and everyone seemed pretty laid back. My boss was a man in his fifties named Willie who was nice reminding me of an old burned out hippie. He laughed and had to ask me how to pronounce my name several times, something I was used to obviously, but still annoyed me on occasion.

“Just call me Inu.” I finally relented for the poor guy.

A couple of my `fellow employee's' seemed like losers just dickin' around with the job, but most of them looked to be starting at the bottom and trying to work their way up into the company. I wasn't even sure which category I'd put myself in yet, depends how long I could last here.

Trying to leave a good first impression, I was working as hard as I could and volunteering for every run available to try and get to know the place better. My job to the bank was to be a runner. I ran mail jobs between other banks we were joined with I guess, and then also actually drove out to larger clients in the area to do pick up's of deposits in the morning daily.

We were directly in the center of downtown and had a huge parking garage too. The hardest part of the job I was told was just learning the downtown streets and how to get around without killing yourself or anyone else, “or just not too often” one of my coworkers kidded, I had already forgotten his name…..damnit.

Apparently most of the streets were one way, and on top of that there was always tons of construction I was forewarned. But defensive driving was never a problem for me, I thought with a smirk.

After all the introductions and explanations of what I'd start doing tomorrow I was sent down to have my ID card made and get the decal for my car. The security of this place was pretty intense and the ID cards we're programmed for your security clearance determining where you could and couldn't go. Mine would be limited which was a good thing; I knew I wouldn't be tempted to do any exploring of my own.

At the end of the day I left feeling confident, I hadn't actually worked yet…but still things seemed pretty good. More excited than nervous now for my second day I headed for home. Drumming my fingers along the steering wheel in traffic I realized I hadn't felt this good in awhile now. To be completely in control and to have found every bit of this job on my own, it felt good. I sighed remembering I still had a ton of unpacking to do before I could go to bed that night and I wanted to get plenty of sleep to ensure I wouldn't be cranky tomorrow when I made my first runs to the client offices.

Business world here I come, I looked at my eyes in the rearview window and couldn't help but smile faintly.

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