"I want them to be decent…I really don't need some big lug following me around. The press would go insane with that and you know it. Also, if I'm going to be stuck with them I want them to be my age so I as the very least can have one thing in common with them." Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she waved the make-up girl away. She wasn't happy about this decision, although needed, and she was going to let them know that.
"I'm glad you're letting us do this for you Miss Shay, the last letter was completely and utterly to close for anyone's comfort." Carly visibly shivered at the thought of the letter, and tried to play it off as nothing. It was far from nothing however to her manager Richard, whom was planning on doing just about anything to convince the girl that a bodyguard was exactly what she needed. The actress found this quite an annoyance, but did understand that he thought of her as a daughter and wanted to make sure she was safe at all times.
"I'm going to conduct the interviews myself…I have some plans for you Richard," she smiled deviously at his confusion, "I'll start after this scene, I believe the director will let me go early under the circumstances." And with a wave to her manager she left with too much on her mind.
She sat and watched as person after person stormed out of the little room she had yet to enter. 'What have you gotten yourself into this time Puckett?' she thought as she watched another man come out undoubtedly ticked off.
"She's such a bitch…" he mumbled so nobody would hear. Sam though, had very acute hearing due to years of training, and heard every single syllable. She took the words as a slight warning and decided to heed them. She looked around and a once full room now held two people, her and another man. Sam had been watching him all afternoon and with her patience slimming down to nothing she finally came to a conclusion. This man was NOT a bodyguard, 'I mean look at him, he's shaking like a leaf and all afternoon has been like that, looking at everyone who enters and then leaves the room slightly relieved when they come out…wait…'
"Samantha Puckett?" her thoughts had been interrupted, and as she stood to follow the voice, she looked once more at the only man left. He was looking straight at her as she had predicted and he looked completely horrified. 'Ah clever girl' she mused, keeping a straight face and turning back to walk into the room. It didn't seem at all like an interview, as the room looked like an interrogation room, just a small table in the middle with none other than the famous movie star sitting on the opposite side of it.
"Take a seat while I look over your file, please." Carly said flatly, clearly this girls patience had worn out too. Several paper shuffling sounds later Carly looked up and gasped. She had never seen such a beautiful woman. She had not taken a seat as asked but stood with amazing posture, blond wavy hair flowing down over her chest, flawless skin mostly hidden by faded jeans and a black jacket, a killer body, slim and completely…'sexy' Carly thought.
Quickly smothering her thoughts she spoke, "Why should I hire you Samantha Puckett?"
Sam had solid features that could not be broken and without so much as a thought she replied, "Because I am what you require, Miss Shay." Carly was surprised at this answer and paused as though she was re-thinking what she was about to ask.
"Most of the men and women who have come to me today say that they are the best and I am foolish for not hiring them, so what makes you any different?" She asked, confident that the woman before her couldn't be any less conceited or less cocky than the rest. Samantha's mouth slightly twitched at this and she was silent for a long while.
"Well?" Carly said losing her patience once again, "What makes you so much better than them?" Sam stepped forward and let her cold demeanor falter none when she stated, "You should call the man who is sitting in the waiting room, because if he attacks me as instructed to do so, should you choose me, he will be severely injured." She paused a moment to see if that was enough for the young actress.
"How do you know…" Carly started but was interrupted
"I am what you require Miss Shay, that's all there is to it." Sam wanted to say more but clamped her mouth shut. Carly pulled out her phone slowly and dialed a number placing it against her ear.
"Yes, Richard? I've found who I want, you can come in here she already knows." Carly hung up the phone and the man who had been in the waiting room opened the door. Sam extended her hand to him and politely said,
"I'm Sam, you must be the guy who called?" At this Richard took Sam's hand and shook it with a smile,
"That I am, and I'm glad to finally meet you." He looked over at Carly who had a look of complete confusion gracing her features. He mouthed 'tell you later' to her and she nodded her head and stood up rounding the table with another extended hand towards Sam.
"I'm Carly, I'll be the one you will be following around." She giggled a little and as Sam took her hand her heart began to race. 'Well I guess I'm excited about it after all' she told herself letting Sam's hand go.
"There's one thing I want you to know Miss Shay," Sam said, "I'm not a normal bodyguard, I do not work like others do, I just hope you will soon realize this and also realize that I will protect your life no matter the consequences." Carly nodded and said,
"Then I guess I will be seeing you tomorrow morning on set, Samantha." Sam left after this, leaving Richard to explain things to Carly.
"Well you know how I worry about you…" he started looking to see if she was angry with him. She didn't seem to be so he continued, "I had heard about her and all of the people she had protected, and I instantly wanted her to be by your side. She wasn't lying when she said she wasn't a normal bodyguard Carly, I was lucky I even found her. She apparently drops off the map for a while after every job is completed." He stopped and contemplated why he was droning on, getting to the point he again continued,
"Anyway, I called and found her! I told her money was no object when it came to you and she actually came cheaper than a lot of the others. So I asked her to come and see if you two would work. I know she will keep you safe Carly." He smiled at his own triumph and all of a sudden felt arms circle around him.
"Thank you Richard." Carly gave him a slight squeeze and then let him go, "I'm going to go get some shut eye, I don't want my director getting angry because I got no sleep." With that she and her manager went there way and she, for the first time in a long while, fell asleep looking forward to the next day.