Oh, this is going to be good, so good. I'm getting excited just listening to it.

"So by the end of the week we have to have our presentations prepared and whichever is best..." I start to say but my boss interrupts me again.

"Whoever makes the best presentation will be the company's new head of marketing," he says while answering some messages on his phone, not really bothered by this meeting. "Well, I'll let you guys get on with it."

The door closes behind us, and we stare at each other. How can someone I hate so much still attract me a lot? I hate you for making me think about these things.

We've been working at the same company for about two years, and we're both pretty good at what we do, but obviously I'm best at it. We can't stand each other. From the moment we met, something in us didn't click, and since then, we've only spoken to insult each other. And now you're telling me I have to compete with you for my promotion and probably the job of my life?

It's going to be the best week ever.

"You can leave, honey. I've fought too hard for this position, and you're not going to take it away from me," I say rather arrogantly, more than I'd like. "So get ready for me to become your boss."