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friendship.
     
    In theory, the first day of work should have been like the first day of school. You had to feel your way around, meet new friends and frenemies, and figure out what you had to do to not be an outcast. But the thing was, I had never experienced first-day trouble, mostly because I tended to skip it altogether. By the time I did show up for school, Alyx and Daria had already smoothed things over for me. They were cool, ergo I was cool by association.
              But obviously, that wasn’t an option I had at work.
              I took a shower early and chose a perfectly modest outfit for my first day – black blouse, matching slacks, and low-heeled pumps. My minis would be on hiatus until further notice. 
              Megan and Charli were already at work when I got to Kastein, Inc., making me vow to myself that I was not going to let my alarm snooze thrice starting tomorrow. Hopefully, double snoozes would be enough to have me arriving at work earlier than my superior.
              When I got to the office Charli had directed me to, I saw the two other marketing executives she had told me about. My heart sank. One of them was Bottle Blonde. She had on a collared blouse as well, but unbuttoned way, way down to reveal more than an eyeful of her Ds. Next to her, I felt like I had breasts the size of eggs. Robin eggs, even. Her skirt was way longer than mine, but they had mid-thigh slits at each side, and her legs looked endlessly long with her fuck-me stilettos.
              Immediately, I thought of Bottle Blonde coming up to Constantijin in her get-up and my heart constricted.
              The last one to make up our threesome was George, a gay Ivy League graduate who seemed to have a fondness for dorky-looking glasses and checkered shirts. I had noticed him in the interview, and he had the same combination on.
              George and I smiled at each other. In an instant, I knew we were going to get along fine. Bottle Blonde and I sized each other up unsmilingly. Just as quickly, I knew we were going to be bitter frenemies for life.
              The office we were given had light purple walls, a color that was very much easy on the eye. One side of the room was made of pure glass, providing us with a breathtaking cityscape view. The left side of the room, next to the door which joined our office to Charli’s, was lined with three cubicles. Each cubicle had a table, chair, and a waist-high file cabinet. Displaying immense diplomacy, George opted for the middle table to keep Bottle Blonde – or rather Arian – and me apart. On the opposite side of the room was a huge worktable, which I assumed where we’d be doing our work as a team.
    I looked forward to it. Not.
    When I got to my cubicle, I found a Post-It note stuck on my LCD screen from Charli, asking us to review the latest projects of Kastein Entertainment.
    Around 10 in the morning, Charli dropped by to check on our progress. By then, it became clear to all of us that we represented different categories. I was given the YA and romantic comedies, George was there for the fighting series like Naruto and Pokemon as well as yaoi . Yaoi or shounen - ai was an umbrella term for M/M stories. Apparently, Kastein wanted to capitalize on the Brokeback craze. As for Arian, she represented the adult chick lit genre, focusing on manga and Asian works that were along the lines of Bridget Jones’ Diary and Erin Brockovich.
    My greatest fear about the job was not being able to contribute, but as the day progressed, I gradually – happily – realized that this job was really meant for me. With my fluency in Japanese and Mandarin, I was able to obtain more information about the various series I could recommend to the company. I wasn’t restricted to English translated sites but instead could dig deeper into the blogs of both mangaka and their readers.
    I was so engrossed with what I was doing that I hadn’t