I awake to the sudden sound of my alarm. Today, I join on the election campaign trail of promising Governor Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III. My very close friend Cyrus called me onto to see what we could do to keep his polls rising up. He is leading but the other campaign is going stronger and is slowly and efficiently gaining the trust of the American people, which isn't a good idea. I quickly have a shower and get ready for another day in a different office. I live in Washington D.C of course but i have moved all around the world.
My name is Olivia Pope. I studied for multiple years in top schools in the state and earned a degree in law. I only recently moved to Washington for a better future as a lawyer. With not much luck even though graduating first in the class and all, I decided I would try to open my own little business but I'm not sure what of. So here I Am. Not doing much but earning enough money with Cyrus to keep the rent being paid and to fund my wide taste in red wine.
I get out of the shower and slip into something nice, a plain black dress with a nice silver belt and silver heels. I straighten my very frizzy hair and add a couple of curls at the front, apply some light makeup and eat some quick cereal and yoghurt and run out the door, locking it behind me. When I walked out the front door of my apartment building. Cyrus is standing there; behind him is a small/medium sized black limousine.
"Jump in Olivia, this is our ride to the campaign. I hope you are ready Liv!" Cyrus explains as he opens the door.
"I'm ready as ever and i am so excited!" I say to him as I gracefully climb into the back of the limo.