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The Pandora Principle
Chapter One
“I’m
not going.”
I
carefully lowered the mascara brush from near my eye lash to avoid black nose
and glanced at my roommate Serenity. She stood in the doorway of our bathroom
with her arms crossed in over her Dallas Cowboys t-shirt. Despite the fact the
team hadn’t won a SuperBowl in almost two decades, she still clung to her
fandom. She always did love an underdog. Her mahogany hair cascaded over her
shoulders in a tumbled mess. Her tanned legs were bare except for the pajama
shorts she wore. Her brown eyes were narrow at me and her jaw was set with her
pouty lips pressed together.
“You
have to.” I widened my eyes and gave her a pleading expression. “You can’t just
abandon me with all those tech heads. I’ll have no idea what they are talking
about.”
Her
rich, husky chuckled bounced off the blue tile walls “You’ll be fine, Cassi.”
“No,
I won’t. This project is a chance that we can have something classish
together.”
“Classish?
Is that even a word?”
“I’m
a writer. I can make words up.” I waved my hand dismissively. “Besides, you’re
avoiding. Why now? You were so excited about this.”
“That’s
before I realized Mercer Chaplin would be overseeing this.”
I
sighed and my insides tingled just at the thought of his picture. “That was a
surprise. A good one. You can get some guidance from one of the Social Media
geniuses of our age.”
“That’s
more of what you want,” Serenity said. “I’d be fine without anything from him.”
“Why
not? He’s fascinating. Only twenty-nine and he’s one of the biggest names in
the industry. This is our chance to get some bonus points before we get thrown
out into the world.”
“I
don’t want bonus points from him.”
“What
about the other two companies?” I tugged on her arm. “Come on, this is your
chance to show the world your talent. I’ll bet you’ll be running this project
by the end.”
Serenity
smirked. “Not with Mercer there. He doesn’t let anyone steal the spotlight.
Probably why he’s the only representative for three companies.”
“What
so you have against him?”
She
shook her head. “You’ve seen the interviews. He’s an arrogant asshole.”
“So
is the football team here. They don’t stop you from doing what you want.”
“If
they were in charge, they might.”
I
sighed and let my head droop. “I was really looking forward to this. It won’t
be the same without you. Would you really leave me alone?”
Serenity
raised an eyebrow. “This won’t work.”
I
crossed my arms. “I don’t see what you are worried about. This this is so big,
I doubt Mercer will have much time to spare more than a few words for either of
us.”
“You
have no idea.”
“Are
you really willing to give up the intern credit just because you hate him? This
was something you’ve been dreaming of since our sophomore year.” I shook my
head. “Seems kind of stupid to me.”
Serenity’s
eyes narrowed. Got her. I kept the triumphant smile from my face and gazed at
her with the question hanging in the air between us. If there was anything
Serenity hated in the world, it was being called stupid.
“Fine,”
she grumbled.
I
grinned and bounced on the balls of my feet. “Good. Now hurry up and get ready.
We’re going to be late.”
“Don’t
hog the bathroom,” she called as she hurried to her bedroom.
I
finished applying my mascara and took a brush to the mass of red hair until it
hung in a silky sheet down my back. A kiss of fire, an old boyfriend had called
me. Little had he known how much of a role fire had played in my life. I sat
the brush down with a click that echoed through the bathroom. No, it had played
with my old life, not here and not now. Once I’d graduated, my family would
swoop in to pull me back into their world filled with flame and myth. Until
then, I planned to enjoy every minute of college life I had left. My hazel
changed to amber as I smacked my lips, now glittery with gloss, and grinned
into the mirror. Something was beginning today. I could feel it.
“What
are you doing still playing around in the bathroom?”
Serenity
stopped outside the door, now filly dressed in jeans and a t-shirt that read
“Nerd Girls are Sexy.” I grinned at her and sprinted to the door, grabbing my
keys along the way. We hopped into my car and took off to the University. The
auditorium had all but filled up by the time we arrived. We squeezed past a
couple of guys leaning against the back wall. I sighed. It looked like we’d
have to stand for the presentation.
The
lights dimmed around us and the hum of hundreds of voices died away. A girl
walked across the stage in a tan, pencil skirt and high pumps. I blinked in
surprise. I knew Sheridan from a few of the classes we both attended. We’d both
gravitated on the edges of each other’s social circles. Still, I would have
thought she would mentioned to everyone she knew that she’d been named
spokesperson of this little project. She tossed her blond hair off her shoulder
and straightened the note cards on the podium. She smiled as she leaned forward
to speak into the microphone.
“Good
morning, everyone.” She flashed a dazzling smile to the crowd. “This is an
amazing turnout. I didn’t even think we had this many people sign up.”
A
chuckled traveled through the crowd. The truth was, not even a quarter of the
audience was participating. The application process had been stringent and last
for almost two years when Nerida University had first announced it. The board
had chosen only the brightest to represent the college. Luckily, I had been one
considered one of those. The rest had come to catch a glimpse of Mercer
Chaplin.
“I know all of you are looking forward to
embarking on this adventure as much as I am.” Sheridan continued. “So, without
much further ado, I’ll introduce our guest and head of the Proprius Project. As
the CEO of the Instafriend network, Mr. Chaplin is an inspiration to all of us.
Let’s give him a round of applause.”
The
music the played over the speakers mixed with the cheers the filled the room.
He walked across the stage like he owned it. The gigantic screen above the
stage pasted his face for even us in the nosebleed section to see. His black
hair was pulled back into a neat pony tail that brushed the top of his shirt
collar. The suit he wore sat on his athletic body in just the perfect way. He
flashed his straight, white teeth at the audience as he took the podium.
“Nerida
University,” he said. “This is quite a greeting.”
The
cheers grew even more deafening and he raised a hand up. The noise settled to a
low murmur. He cleared his throat and he grinned as his gaze traveled up the
tiers of the auditorium.
“It’s
great to see you’re all excited about this project like I am.”
Serenity
snorted and crossed her arms. I elbowed her. I didn’t know what her problem
with Mercer was, but she’s wasn’t going to waste my ogling time with snide
sounds.
“Imagine
a world where people could travel the world, become anything they wanted all
from the convenience of their own homes.” He chuckled. “Sounds like a wild
dream, huh?”
I
laughed along with the crowd. That kind of talk usually belonged in science
fiction stories. Then again, my family belonged in something out of fantasy.
“What
if I told you this is entirely possible, and you’re going to create it?”
Murmurs
traveled through the crowd. Serenity leaned forward, her rebellious posture
gone. The screen shifted from his face to a two dimensional drawing of a visor
connected to wires.
“Virtual
Reality is still an untapped resource, and what I believe the next step in
technology,” he said. “For the next year you will design and develop the first
virtual reality device combined with a social media space that will allow users
to connect across the Globe.”
The
buzz of the audience echoed through the group. This was not what we had been
expecting when we’d applied for the intern project. It was so much better.
“Is
this even possible?” I asked Serenity.
She
rubbed the back of her neck, but her eyes gleamed. “Oh yeah.”
I
smirked at her. “Glad I dragged you here?”
She
cut her eyes at me but a smiled hovered on her face. “Depends on if we’re
successful.”
I
scanned the crowd. “I’m surprised he let people that aren’t part of the project
in here.”
She
snorted. “He doesn’t care if it gets out. In fact he probably did some of it
for the publicity.”
She
had a point. Mercer never seemed to try to hide his life to the media. He
constantly paraded his latest girlfriend out to different restaurants or shows.
The reports had even filmed the entire first date with his last one. She hadn’t
seemed to mind, either. Was she here, lapping up luxury at some suite in the
Omni while he promised us greatness?
“In
the lobby we have lists of the divided groups and your responsibilities. We
officially begin next week and the leaders of each group will meet for a
Retrospective every two weeks.” He waved to a microphone at the edge of the
stage near the stairs. “Before I leave you, the floor is open to a few
questions.”
With
several burning on my mind, I pushed past the others in the back and sprinted
down the aisle to the stairs and front of the microphone. The other students
began to fill in behind me with raised eyebrows at my speed. Yes, first!
“Well,
we have an eager one,” Mercer’s rich voice filled my ears.
My
heart dropped into my stomach as I met his gaze and fell into the deepness of his
green eyes. From that point on, I was irrevocably lost.
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