- A Justy Visual
Lori pressed the down button for the elevator. It had been a horrible day. She was so glad to be going home. Being a summer intern wasn't all it was cracked up to be. For hours, she ran around the office fetching coffee, making copies, and doing any other menial task.
The elevator doors slipped open and she walked into the empty car. She pressed the button for the parking deck and the doors started to slide shut.
"Wait! Hold the elevator!" a male voice shouted. He pushed his way through the double doors right before they closed. Lori groaned internally. Why him? she thought as she realized it was Justin. He had been at the offices all day working out a contract for one of the movies the company was making. He had been the most overbearing person Lori ever had the chance to work with. She was constantly running from the conference room to the vending machines to the corner deli to even making an appointment for him at a nearby hair salon for eight hours. She didn't know if she could stand to be with him even for the short time it would take for the elevator to get to the lobby.
Justin turned to her, "Aren't you that intern?"
"Yes," she mumbled, trying to make it obvious she didn't want to talk.
"How did you get a job here? I thought they hired more competent people," he said.
Lori gritted her teeth and kept herself from telling him to fuck off and die, instead, she said, "I guess I'm not used to such demanding clientele."
Justin smirked and turned back to face forward. What a jerk, Lori thought. If all of those fans could know what he's really like, his popularity would go rock bottom in a second. Lori glanced at her watch to check the time when she heard the elevator groan.
"What the hell?" she said as the elevator came to an abrupt stop. She pushed Justin out of the way and started to press different buttons to get the elevator going again. It was useless. The elevator was stuck.
"Shit," she said as she opened the door for the emergency phone.
"What did you do?" Justin said.
Lori turned to give him an annoyed look, "Yeah, blame it on me. I guess you've gotten used to that today."
"Whatever," Justin said and shrugged.
Lori slammed the phone back down. There was no answer. "Great! How do we get out of this?" she said, leaning back against the wall.
"Damn! And I've got this hot date tonight," Justin mumbled.
Lori rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I'm sure Britney will pitch a fit if you're late."
"Shut up. I'm sick of people thinking we're dating," Justin said.
"God, it sucks to be a celebrity. Beautiful women, limos, penthouse suites. Yeah, Justin, you've got it real hard," Lori said sarcastically.
"Why are you such a bitch?" Justin said.
"I don't know, maybe because you changed your lunch order three times after I had already gone to get it every time. Maybe because you called me 'Hey, go-fer girl' all day. Gee, Justin, I have no idea why I would be in a bad mood," Lori said sliding down the wall to take a seat. Justin did the same and sat facing her.
"What is your name by the way?" he asked.
"Why should I bother telling you?" Lori said. "It's Lori," she said after a brief pause.
Justin stared up at the ceiling with a bored look. Figuring they wouldn't be rescued anytime soon, Lori rummaged through her backpack, pulled out a book, and started to read.