Natalie's Backstory Part 1

I'm having a very interesting time linking all the characters together, in case you can't tell :P Let me know if there are any mistakes.  

                Natalie woke up promptly at six fifteen a.m.; she got up, got dressed, and drank her obligatory cup of coffee.  Natalie smiled to herself as she looked out her kitchen window.  She thought about how lucky she was.  She had gotten a great job straight out of college with Bloomsburg Security.  She was the youngest employee to ever hold such a high position.  She was even younger than most of the interns! 

                She was valued highly for her amazing skill with computers.  At the moment, the company had her setting up firewall programs and security systems for high-profile clients.  Nobody could crack her systems.  Or at least that’s what she thought. 

                She arrived at work at seven o’clock sharp.  She felt her chest swell with pride as she entered through the grand doors into the marble-floored lobby of Bloomsburg Security.  She took the golden elevator to the very top of the glorious building.  The secretary in charge of the top floor had a note for Natalie.  It read: “Meet me in my office as soon as you get in.”  It was from her boss. 

                She sauntered towards the back of the room.  She could see her boss in his office, standing behind his desk.  As she walked through the door, she noticed a young man slouching in one of the chairs across from the desk.  He looked about eighteen years old.  He had thick, square glasses, and messy, brown hair.  He watched her with bored eyes at her as she entered. 

                “Oh, Natalie, you’re here,” her boss turned around and gave a small smile.

                “Yes I am, now what did you want?”

                Her boss seemed uncertain, but he took a step towards the boy sitting in the chair.  “You see Natalie, there is plenty of young talent when it comes to computers,” he nodded to himself.  “When we discovered your talent, we knew right away how useful an addition you would make to our company.  However,” he cleared his throat and placed his hand on the chair back, “occasionally old equipment needs updating.  Or even replacement.” 

                Natalie’s stomach lurched, “What are you trying to say?” 

                “Well, this morning we got news that somebody had broken through one of our systems.  A system that you designed,” he looked at her with hard eyes. 

                Her body went rigid with shock, and she thought to herself, how is that possible?  Nobody could break through my systems! 

                “And that somebody,” he paused, looking down at the boy, “is this young man.” 

                “Him?!”  Natalie exclaimed in disbelief.  “Impossible, there’s no way a kid like him could possibly be able to…”  She broke off, remembering all the times people had doubted her ability with computers. 

                “Anyway,” her boss continued, “your position is going to be taken by him.  He has proved himself to be a very capable programmer in addition to his skill with hacking.  I’m afraid we’re going to have to let you go.  I can, however, offer you great recommendations to any company you wish to work for in the future-“

                Natalie left the room before he could finish his sentence.  She whirled past the secretary and into the elevator.  As soon as it reached the bottom floor she angrily pushed past disgruntled employees and out onto the street.  She stood in front of the building and glared at its bulk and splendor.  Her boss would rue the day he had replaced her without so much as a warning.  Had all of her hard work and passion been for nothing?  Was her time of no importance to them? 

                She rushed home, barely paying attention to the way she was driving.  Angry city-goers honked as she cut them off, and swerved around them.  As soon as she was home, she began doing what she did best.  Digging. 

                She began researching this boy, whose name she discovered was Johnny.  He had obviously attempted to hide most of his information, but there were always certain traces that were impossible to erase.  She learned of his mother’s gruesome death, and of the fact that his father was still in jail.  She also learned about his older sister.  Or at least what could be found on her.  By now the girl must be nearly twenty, but her trail was cut off around age eighteen, the age she was forced to leave the orphanage that had taken her in.  Natalie was intrigued.  What had this girl been doing for the past two years.  Had she contacted her brother? 

                Natalie continued to search through old records and files when she stumbled upon an interesting document.  Its title was “To Johnny”.  Natalie eagerly opened the document.  It contained a letter that read as follows:

                “Johnny.  I know you have the ability to find this document.  I just want you to know that I’ve been searching for you ever since that day, but I’ve been unable to find a trace.  If you ever receive this, please know that I will be waiting at the park by the Café on the bench overlooking the river.  You know the one I’m talking about.  Every Friday, at twelve o’clock in the afternoon, I will be sitting there.  Waiting for the day you return.”

                Natalie leaned back in her chair and adjusted her glasses.  This was very interesting.  She could use this.