Experiment Zero

I sit at the desk, lazily tapping a pencil against the surface while watching the clock ticking down the seconds at the other side of the room. Ten more minutes until I can leave and go home. Time can't pass any slower. I look at the computer screen on my right, checking for emails which aren't there, and sigh, letting my head thump onto the back of the seat. Peter, a guard, stands in a corner, watching me with wide eyes that shine with puppy-like adoration. It gets annoying, and I've tried to tell him to stop in nice ways, but he doesn't get the hint. It's not like he's bad looking. He actually looks my age, two years older at most, and his blonde hair and charming green eyes would make any rational girl want to date him, but I know I can't. I'm not looking for a relationship. Besides, in a year I'll finally have saved up enough money to retire from this job and move as far away from this island as possible. Dating Peter would be a liability in that plan, since he would stay here, when I want to go far away.