(Short Story I made for Class last year)
That’s what I thought when I saw the giant monochrome skyscraper in front of me. The dark windows were intoxicating. As my eyes scanned past the bustling suits and ties entering and exiting the building I read the enormous letters rising from the pavement entrance.
STARSHINE NETWORK CORP.
The letters were close together and shining a wave shimmered around their heated metal. It had to be 90 degrees here at the least. I looked at myself through the curved letter P. There I was short, and child-like looking. I signed. I had just recently gotten my hair cut into a bob to appear a bit older. But the brunette bob couldn’t hide how slender I was or my quite childish looking feature.
“25 going on 14..” I laughed at myself. At least my suite was admirable, my navy skirt and white blouse just managed to appear extremely professional and yet not utterly unaware of the hot weather.
Before entering Starshine Corp. I onc