sorry for how short this chapter is...
Walking in to my office I felt like a zombie. Even the hazelnut coffee with 2 shots of espresso couldn't bring me out of this daze.
Plopping down in the chair behind my desk, I immediately laid my head on the cold, hard, wooden surface. As I contemplated on ramming my skull into the wall or even knocking myself unconscious with my Mac laptop, Bailey, my assistant, brought me from my humorous thoughts.
“Good morning, Bells.” She said, sitting in the chair across from me.
I mumbled something unintelligible to her, still feeling as though the coffee I bought earlier would give me food poisoning so I would not have to work today.
“Okay then.” Bailey muttered. I could almost bet she rolled her eyes and flipped her perfectly sick blonde hair out of here face. “You have some very important meetings today, Bella. So why in god's name do you have ripped jeans and an oversized hoodie on?”
“Oh god, I didn't get my weekly subscription to Teen People today and didn't get any tips on how to dress for a meeting I could care less about.” I replied, bringing my head up from off the table to take a sip of my coffee.
“Are you high?! Your eyes are bloodshot and glazed over!” Bailey shrieked.
“No, this is what happens when you don't sleep all night.” I grabbed my head in pain. “Lay off the high pitched girly voice please.”
“What is your deal? How could you not care about this meeting? You are going to be working every photographer's dream, Bella! Not to mention the pay is unbelievable. Anyone in your position would die for this opportunity.”
“I'd die to get out of this opportunity.” I muttered under my breath.
“You get to tour around the country with one the coolest and most well known rock bands around! Not to mention all the members are pretty damn cute.” She added, a smile spreading across her face. “What I wouldn't give to see what is under that Matt's pants.”
I shuddered at the thought as a knock on the door echoed throughout the room.
“Miss Hales, they are ready for you across the hall.” An employee that I had never met before, or just didn't care to remember said.
“Thanks.” I got up out of my chair and stretched bringing my hands over my head and looking at my watch. “I hope this doesn't take long.”
“Stop complaining Bells, this is great for your career.”
“Yea or a total disaster.” I groaned, grabbing my laptop and walking out the door.
Walking in to my office I felt like a zombie. Even the hazelnut coffee with 2 shots of espresso couldn't bring me out of this daze.
Plopping down in the chair behind my desk, I immediately laid my head on the cold, hard, wooden surface. As I contemplated on ramming my skull into the wall or even knocking myself unconscious with my Mac laptop, Bailey, my assistant, brought me from my humorous thoughts.
“Good morning, Bells.” She said, sitting in the chair across from me.
I mumbled something unintelligible to her, still feeling as though the coffee I bought earlier would give me food poisoning so I would not have to work today.
“Okay then.” Bailey muttered. I could almost bet she rolled her eyes and flipped her perfectly sick blonde hair out of here face. “You have some very important meetings today, Bella. So why in god's name do you have ripped jeans and an oversized hoodie on?”
“Oh god, I didn't get my weekly subscription to Teen People today and didn't get any tips on how to dress for a meeting I could care less about.” I replied, bringing my head up from off the table to take a sip of my coffee.
“Are you high?! Your eyes are bloodshot and glazed over!” Bailey shrieked.
“No, this is what happens when you don't sleep all night.” I grabbed my head in pain. “Lay off the high pitched girly voice please.”
“What is your deal? How could you not care about this meeting? You are going to be working every photographer's dream, Bella! Not to mention the pay is unbelievable. Anyone in your position would die for this opportunity.”
“I'd die to get out of this opportunity.” I muttered under my breath.
“You get to tour around the country with one the coolest and most well known rock bands around! Not to mention all the members are pretty damn cute.” She added, a smile spreading across her face. “What I wouldn't give to see what is under that Matt's pants.”
I shuddered at the thought as a knock on the door echoed throughout the room.
“Miss Hales, they are ready for you across the hall.” An employee that I had never met before, or just didn't care to remember said.
“Thanks.” I got up out of my chair and stretched bringing my hands over my head and looking at my watch. “I hope this doesn't take long.”
“Stop complaining Bells, this is great for your career.”
“Yea or a total disaster.” I groaned, grabbing my laptop and walking out the door.
