LOGINAt just twenty-five years, she finds herself in a whole new world completely different from the one she grew up in. This new city is one that never sleeps nor slumbers, earnestly running on a 24/7 work system barely giving anyone the chance to catch their breath. With her best friend by her side, she sails through this unfamiliar way of life- long commutes, endless bills you name it. Life isn’t getting easier, but she manages to stay afloat and thrive. After about two years of living from paycheck to paycheck, her tireless efforts finally pay off when she lands a new job that promises to be sustainable. For the first time in her work life, things finally seem to be going as planned. She earns more and is now able to send enough money home to her family and have some left for herself. But just when everything seems to be perfect, things take a sudden turn left. A coworker accuses her of work malpractice, an allegation that could tear apart everything she has worked so hard for. With her reputation and livelihood on the line, will she be able to prove her innocence before it's too late or will one false accusation destroy the trust she gained from her boss and get her fired?
View MoreI got up today with my head held high and my heart filled with gratitude — I finally landed the opportunity I’ve been working my ass off for the past two years. It felt unreal when I saw the email from Vans and Sterling Company confirming that I have been accepted to work as a member of the Computing and Cybersecurity department.
This has been my dream for as long as I can remember. I had applied for a higher position, but they chose me for this one instead. To be honest, I was a bit disappointed initially that I didn’t get the role I had aimed for. But my sweet best friend encouraged me to make the most of what i have been given, reminding me that I could work my way up and possibly earn a promotion. That advice really shifted my perspective, and I started focusing on the bright side of things. I put some thought to it and realise i was just being ungrateful and wondered why i was thinking like that knowing very well that i had worked so hard to be part of the Vans and Sterling community.
So I kept my head up and began preparing for the amazing day ahead. As always, I started my morning with gospel music while I got ready. After thirty minutes work out, I took a refreshing shower and made a simple breakfast. I’m not much of a breakfast person, so I just made some scrambled eggs and paired them up with orange juice. I ate mainly because I had no idea what a day in my new company would hold.
I wore my tailored blue office dress, pairing it with classic black block heels my mom gifted me a while back, and completed the look with my sleek black office bag. I kept my make up light, just enough to look professional. Just then, I got a text from the driver saying he was outside. I quickly rushed out of my house. I thought to myself that if only my family were here, they would be so proud of this milestone. I miss them so much.
I was still in shock — I was really going to work at The JACOBS Company. That’s crazy! The thought of it made my stomach flutter. I had only been to the office once for my interview, and it wasn’t much of a distance from my house. Yet, I didn’t want to show up all sweaty, so I quickly ordered a ride, which was just a few minutes away. Before going i saw my reflection in the mirror and whispered to myself, “Damn, your girl looks so fine. I’m not about to play with this position.”
In about 10 minutes, I arrived at Vans and Sterling Company — and boy, this place was flashy. From the security men dressed in all black uniforms who happily opened the doors for me, to the gleaming polished floors and sky- high walls, I instantly knew I hit the jackpot with this position.
“Thank you, Jesus,” I whispered under my breath, fully aware that it was only through Him that I had gotten this spot.
I walked up to the receptionist who appeared to be a pretty lady probably in her late 20s to early 30s and said hi. She greeted me with a wide smile that oddly made me feel at home. She asked why I was there — I guess new people show up every day. I showed her the email, and she directed me to the fourth floor, where I was to meet the Head of Computing and Cybersecurity. He would then guide me to the office where I’d be working. Buckle up, girl, i told myself.
I made my way to the elevator which opened immediately I pressed the button. It was empty. I walked in with my mind racing at 100 kilometres per second. Would I even like the job in the first place? Would my boss be supportive? or is he going to be a reincarnation of my old boss-who was a pain in the ass. Would I would click with my work colleagues since i am new and they might have already made their connections?
I was anxious to say the least. I reminded myself that God didn’t give me this position to let me fail but to make me excel. I totally forgot that i was in the elevator, it seemed to be slow which was unexpected for a building this big and modern. Suddenly, the elevator stopped. what the hell? I exclaimed, panic rising in my throat.
This can’t be possible. This can’t be happening to me. Not today. Not on my first day. I was so lost in my thoughts that i got stuck in the elevator on my first day at work. What?! I started to cry, my emotions were all over the place, I couldn’t process it. Was my presence a jinx or was this God’s way of telling me that i shouldn’t take this job?
To be honest, i was crushing out on myself, having a panic attack and an anxiety breakdown all at once. I had to put myself together and be strong because no one was around to help me with that. Yes, this is very rare, but that also means the security team would work extremely fast to get this elevator to work, I reassured myself.
After about five minutes of pure panic, I reached into my handbag and pulled out my stress ball, squeezing it over and over again for comfort. It was helpful. I checked the time on my phone, it was 8:05 am. I had been in the elevator for less than ten minutes; they are probably working on how to get me out.
I tried to call my mom, my first source of comfort. My best friend being the second whom I know would be asleep because she works the night shift. Unfortunately, the service in the elevator was not the best so the call didn’t go through.
Suddenly, I heard banging on the elevator door, I banged back making my presence known to whoever at the other side of the door. The doors slid open to reveal a tall, dark and handsome figure in black suit, he stretched out his hand towards me. I couldn’t see his face because i was sitting with my head down at the conner of the elevator. But as I lifted my head, ready to meet his eyes, I heard someone shout my name.
“Cierra! Cierra!”.
And just like that- I woke up.
I arrived at the IT department, and I could immediately tell that everyone was glued to their computers, desperately trying to solve the issue. I called out the Head of department, Avery, to give me a rundown of how this whole issue stemmed.“We were trying to transfer the website’s interface to the new app we’re developing so that the costumers would have a familiar shopping space and experience.” Avery explained. “But then one of us completely got rid of the website model after the transfer was complete. The problem is the app isn’t complete so we’re working on finishing up with that as fast as we can.”So technically there is no website and the app isn’t ready. Wow. Is it faster to complete the app or restore the website?” I asked.“Well,” he sighed. “We didn’t plan to restore the website back online because our main focus was on the creation of a new route for shopping.”“But if we have to, it will take about 45 minutes to restore.” He replied.“Okay then. Desperate means calls fo
‘’Today is going to be a great day’’I said to myself, like I always did every time I stepped out of my car and made a short walk to office building from the parking lot. One thing I knew for sure about today is that- number one, it is not going to be a regular day at work because my father emphasized on the fact that I must come in well-dressed in clean, well- fitted and appropriate attire which of course meant a suit, I thought. So, I had chosen my best, a well-tailored two-piece suit in navy blue, this was my most expensive suit designed by PRADA, and paired it up with my sleek, black pair of oxford shoes that perfectly complemented the suit. The whole look depicted elegance, comfortability, richness and on top of all it was professional. I had killed it. And my father would be proud of me. If you could tell fashion is my passion and I used it as a great tool to express my formal mood today. If fashion was a language, I know I would be fluent. I entered the building with a wide sm
The whistling sound of the train made me alert that our train had arrived. We boarded and took our seats close to each other. Ivy was normally the first to alight, then Chelly leaving me alone with Jaden who also got off at the last stop. Those moments gave us the chance to connect and talk more. Jaden is really goofy and loved making jokes, he had a huge sense of humour. There was never a dull moment around him, and I resonate with that energy a lot. He’s also very caring and doesn’t play about his friends at all- very protective of us. He was my first friend and introduced me to Ivy and Chelly who were already best friends. I knew I had to fill him in about the fact that I had applied for a job at the Vans and Sterling Company, and I leave the company once I was chosen for the position. I know that would hurt him so bad but as the brother figure he is to me, he would support me and have my back in any decision I make once its for my wellbeing.“Cierra”, he called me pointing to so
“It’s strange how sometimes a dream can feel so real that you can’t differentiate it from a past reality or a warning of what is yet to come.” I murmured to my best friend who had just woken me up from one of the best and only dream I’ve had in a while with a knock on the door. To be honest, I can’t hold it against her for long because I definitely had to wake up early to go to work at the most atrocious place ever. Okay that was extreme.Do I hate my job? If you asked me this six months ago when I started working at McAnthony Facilities, I would have responded with a big no. But as a result of intensive twelve-hour shifts and underpayment, this job has not lived to my expectations a single bit. My sorry ass for thinking things would change. Plus, my mother and siblings need my help now more than ever and I feel a wave of responsibilities that I can’t keep up to, this makes me fell so small and useless. So, two weeks ago, out of desperation, I took a bold step to apply for an executiv


















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