Second First Impressions Novels & Stories

** Later that night I was thinking of the dyas events ans what had happened and I was grinning like the the furst time I was love struck bcak in high school. I'd never fallen in love with a person at first sight. And he seemed to be struck by ghe same thing thing that sruck me, his features could tell it all . As I was bluesing and out of this world my phone went off. I checked and found an unknown number. Everything inside me taht ut was him and I picked up. "Hello", I answered. Something felt like squeezing my throat. "Hello, Guess who?", he asked in his deep and husky voice spending chills down my spine.

He doesn't look appreciative at all. I log into the Account System with my mind still reeling at the thought of meeting the CEO. I printed out the Account Summary for the last quarter of the year and placed them neatly in the red folder. Still thinking if I should make an excuse, but that's absurd. It's my duty, and I'm being irrational. Maybe, I'll say I'm not feeling well. Perhaps, I'll reason my stomach suddenly got upset. I shook the ridiculous thought off. It's my first damn day, and I'm getting all anxious. I didn't like the feeling when I first laid my eyes on him this morning. It ruffled my confidence.

She quavered and nervously walked away from her house to meet Jackson, who was waiting for her outside her compound. She felt nervous and wondered why she was feeling that way. It wasn’t her first time to meet Jackson before, so what now? On seeing her heart flutter a beat, she must be very lucky. He looks like a model, but he was groomed so carefully and had a rippling quality. She gazed at him with amusement as he opened the door to his car and led her in.

my voice sounded unconvincing, and she caught on. “Oh my God! You really think I came over to threaten you?” she shook her head. “No, no. Why would you even think that?” Then she shut her eyes and rubbed her temples. “Okay, I can see why you’d think that. I mean, I understand... I didn’t exactly give off friendly vibes the few times we met. What is wrong with me? You’re my son’s wife, my first in-law. I should’ve been a lot friendlier...” I smiled at her. “It’s okay. First impressions are overrated.” I felt more relaxed now.

So I just just hang my head in shame. “I'm sorry ma, it won't happen again,” I said “You should know something that is called first impression.” She wasn't going to let me off easily. “I believe in first impressions, and from what I am seeing, “ she flicked her tongue, looking at me from head to toe. “I'm not impressed.” She said I wanted to tell her to try a second impression if there was anything like that. I know that I am a good worker. When I was with Alejandro, I had never come late, not even once.

Not like she is an older person, just a young lady like me and she would have to be giving instructions to those older than her, it's life, there's nothing they can do about that. "So you are gonna take me in now." I say with a smile, the thought of what Casmien sent to me wants to come up and kill my joy but I quickly brush it off before it extends further like cancer. I would never take to work, on my first day a negative feeling expression. All my staff would carefully assess me and whatever they observe of me today is what they might hold in their minds for the remaining part of their stay here. It's always said that first impressions last long, I don't want to create any negative reput

I turned my eyes to him, and he stopped instantly, swallowing his words. I had learned one thing in life: the very first impression was everything. If you bend the first day, people will always think they can break you. But if you shatter their pride before they can even lift it, they’ll never forget who they’re standing in front of. “Remove them from the building,” I commanded. The five employees blinked in shock, their mouths opening and closing like fish out of water. The others around them shifted nervously, the smiles on their faces trembling.

She wonders if it’s because he’s different from the other billionaires she’s met. Melina recalls their first visit to Sicily vividly. It was her first time traveling with Thomas. She met his family, and it was also the first time she told him she loved him and meant it. She said it back the same day he told her even though she hadn’t felt that way yet. Melina did it to speed things between them. She recalls her pulse racing as realization hit her that she truly loves him deep in her heart as she said it that day. Melina would never have believed it if someone had told her that her love for him would lead her here. “Melina,” Thomas says, snapping her out of her reverie. He walks into the livi

The employees turned their heads to me as if they were apologizing for what I have to face. I imagined that my first day of work would be better if I did things that he didn't ask me but he needed so I do it without his command. But then that was just my expeculations, and my imagination didn't go well. Now I’m fucked up for ruining my first day, his first impression to me.

"I was not wrong when I said earlier that your meals are delicious and you too might be delicious" He said and winked. I blushed. I found his company relaxing and maybe we could be great friends. Life is unexpected and things in it happen unexpectedly. You can't definitely say who people are at first glance although first impression matters. "Owen, don't sound like that. Don't compare me to food alright" "I won't. Pardon me, ma'am" He said playfully and I chuckled. "Don't just trip for him, don't mind his shining teeth"