Be Careful What You Wish For.

                                    

                                          
Still Grace's P.O.V.
                          
I awoke the next morning to the sound of my alarm, "Great" I thought to myself, "Another day at work, stuck behind a desk, this isn't what I want to do with my life" my train of thought was soon cut short as I realised I was already late. "NO!" I shouted as I began running around my house like a whirlwind, trying to eat my breakfast whilst getting dressed, not an easy task! Once ready, I sprinted out of my house to my car and drove to work. Once there I ran into the building, I kept on running until I reached my desk, but already there waiting for me was my boss, all the muscles in my body tensed up, my already pounding heart now felt like it was trying to break free from my chest, when he caught sight of me I could see the anger on his face, I walked towards him cautiously, I was scared, really scared. His eyes never left me as I paced towards him, just as I was about to apologise, his booming voice erupted in the office, he began shouting at me, he was that loud everyone in the building had stopped what they were doing to spectate, he kept on yelling, "Grace!! What the hell are you playing at?! 3 times this week you have been late for work! 3 times!!"
                          
My voice had turned into a mousy whisper "I'm sorry sir, I..." he interrupted me, his bellowing voice echoing through the building "I've had enough with you! You don't deserve this job! Do us all a favour and pack up your things and go home! You're fired!"......