Journalist Adventure

Sam is a 17 year old journalist.
Her boss has given her the opportunity, to travel around in South America, to find out what has happen to one of her co-workers, who got killed.
But also to find out what story he was working on.
Of course she's exited, but this journey us not what she pictured it would be.
She meets a lot of new friends, but also enemies, and maybe true love, on her way to success...

Hope you like it, and enjoy!:D


4. Awkward meeting

Today was really gonna be bad. I could already tell in the morning. First of all, I woke up waaaaay too late. Second, the morning traffic was so messy. And third, I was a bit late for work.

Oh great! The elevator wasn't working.

And with that, I had to walk at least a billion steps, to get to the office.

Once I got there, everybody glanced my way. I immediately blushed, thinking about Mark Johnson.

Mark is the office hottie. I think every girl must have a crush on him. My common sense is telling that he's a jerk(which he is), but my teenage hormones are telling me HOTTIE!

As I turned to see if he was watching me, I bumped into Thomas Carter.

The office nerd. Yes. We have an office nerd! And now, he made me drop all my papers. SO HUMILIATING!!!

"I am so sorry ms. Hawkins."

"Nah. It's no big deal Thomas."

Did I just called him Thomas? What?!

"Let me help you with those loose papers."

"Thank you mr. Carter. I mean Thomas."

While he helped me, everybody's eyes where on us. Thomas seemed to ignore them, but I noticed that he blushed.

"There you go mrs. Hawkins."

"Thanx again Thomas. I mean mr. Carter."

"And now I assume, that we can begin this meeting? Sam? Thomas?"

"Yes mr. Barker."

"Great Thomas. Please take your seats."

Michael began: "As you can see, CNN is taking over this story blah blah blah...."

I didn't really listen much to Michael. I just sat there watching Thomas. How he took notes, the way he's eyebrows moved, when Michael said something useful. Of how he instantly helped me, even though it wasn't he's fault. I must admit, he's quite cute. So helpful, so nice, so.....


"Uhm...Yes mr. Barker?"

"What is your opinion about this?"

"Well... I think that we should..."

Somebody help me please! I knew I should have listened!

In those painful seconds, I cached Thomas' eyes. It's like knew what I was thinking. So before I could do anything, Thomas said: "I think we should look for a better story than CNN."

"Mr. Carter. I asked Sam. Not you! Right?"

"Yes mr. Barker, but..."

Oh my goodness! Thomas just saved me from the biggest humiliation, of all time! Now I better save him.

- Excuse me mr. Barker. Since Mr. Carter is so humble and silent, I thought I would give him the opportunity to say something, and give his own opinion." What? Humble and silent? Gosh, my face has defiantly changed into a tomato.

"That's very kind of you Sam. But I asked for your opinion not his."

"Well in that case, I agree with mr. Carter. Let's just find a bigger story than CNN." Like I care about CNN. I just wanna leave to South America.

Everybody's eyes where now on me. Nobody said anything. Just silence. I decided to break the silence, and say something smart. But I was to late. Mark Johnson broke it instead.

"Well wasn't that just cute?"

"A guy saves a girl. The girl saves the guy. The boss is happy, and they are in love."

What?! Did Mark just say that? What a scumbag'

"Listen mr. Johnson. First of all, Thomas didn't save me. I gave him the chance to speak, cuz I knew if I was silent he would take over. Second, we are NOT in love. And third, you are such a scumbag!" Lamest. Comeback. Ever.

And my old friend, awkward silence, returned. Mark had a big smirk, glued to his face. Michael looked mad, mrs. Bates had a huge grin on her face, and Thomas gave me the: did-you-just-say-that look. I felt the pink color rise in my face. Again.

And if that wasn't enough, my phone went of. Like really loud! Michael gestured me to answer it.

So I did. It was a call from Angie.

"Hello Sweetie! How are you? Am I interrupting something?"

"Hi Angie. It's not really the best time right now. Talk to you later. Bye."


I looked at Thomas who have a kind smile, telling me to leave, so he could fix things with Michael and Mark.

I stood up an left the room. And just before I closed the door, I heard Mark say: "one down. Two to go."

He's so not a hottie anymore!

I waited two minutes outside the conference room. I don't really know for what, but I just waited.

I was dragged out by my thoughts, when Michael stepped out the door.

"Meet me at my office in twenty. And bring Thomas."

Then he left, and so did the rest of the people in the room. Thomas came out last.

"Sooo..... What happened in there, Thomas?"

"Nothing. I just sat there looking really evil at Mark. I think he got the message, cuz he quickly became silent."

"But what about Michael? What did he say?"

"He whispered something in Marks ear, and looked at me with a smile. Not an evil smile, just a friendly smile."

"I suppose that's good. Right?"

"Yeah. Kinda. But what did Mr. Barker say to you? And do you really think that I am humble and silent? Cuz if you do, you don't know me very well."

"That I should be at his office in twenty, and to bring you. And the humble silent thing, was just a.... Ya know."

"Okay. Sounds cool. Let's get moving. Does the elevator works?"

"Not as far as I know. Let's just take the stares then."

"Okay. Ladies first."

What a gentleman! During the fact, that he is about 19 years old, I think he's very lovely. And maybe cuz I'm starting to get a bit if a crush on him....

Stop it Sam! Keep it professional!

Honestly. Who am I kidding? I do have a crush on him. I just won't show it. The whole nerd thing is actually really cute, you know glasses, gentleman...


"Oh yes?" I totally dazed out.

"Take a picture. It lasts longer. And shouldn't I help you with those files.

"Nah, I'm okay." OMG he must I'm such a creep!

"You look exhausted."

"Wouldn't you be to, if you just climbed a billion steps in a 21 floors building?"

"Nope! I'm training for an athletic competition."

"That's nice."

He must have some killer abs, not to mention his surprisingly buff arms. Not the gross kind of buff, but the drool worthy kind.

An athletic competition? Wauw! He has a lot more going on, then you think, when you see him. Actually I can see his muscles thru his shirt. He actually have a nice torso...



"I really think you should take a picture." He said and smirked at me.

"I-I was just... Uhm.."

"Haha, jk. But seriously I should carry something."

"I said it's okay Thomas."

"Right. Do you mind if I do my daily training here?"

"No. Of course not. Feel free to do whatever you please."

"Are you sure?"

"Yup! I'll just catch up on you later."

"What do you mean? I meant if I could carry you?"

"What?! Uhm.... I..."


And with that he just lifted me up. To carry me up to the 14th floor!

I sensed we where there when he stopped.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes yes... I'm fine. Can I open my eyes now?"

"Yes you can Sam. We are now on the 14th floor."

"Oh okay." Well wasn't that awkward.

"Do you want me to carry you to the office of mr. Barker too?"

"No it's okay. I'm just fine." Having a cute nerd carry me up the stairs, is enough for me.

I giggled a lot. While we stood there laughing, Thomas looked at his watch.

"OMG Sam! We are so late for mr. Barker! Let's go!"

"Uhm what? "

I couldn't even notice what happened. Thomas just dragged me to Michaels office. The door opened, Michael looked at us.

"Please enter, Sam and Thomas."

There where several different people in the room.

"Now listen..."

Hay guys!

So what do think about Thomas? Isn't he just gorgeous? What do think about Mark Johnson? How about Sam's emotional speech, when she's about to admit, that she has a crush on Thomas?

I'm sorry if this chapter was a bit lousy, but I'm just making fillers, to get some background information.

And I'm so sorry that I have taken forever, to update.

Hope you all can forgive me...:D

Live, love, and laugh.


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