Wild Heart
My eyes scan the small waiting room as I wait patiently for my name to be called out by the middle aged woman, currently sat behind the office desk typing away on her Mac Computer. Dark leather sofa's are both placed opposite one another, as a large photograph hangs above them both revealing a female model posing with the latest fashion.
"Stupid Trish" I grumble, the thought of my best friend suddenly makes me realize why I'm here in the first place. You see, it all started out as a dare on late night. Neither of us were thinking straight due to the amount of alcohol we both drunk and lets just say it involved me applying to be a model, according to Trish I meet all the requirements to become 'The perfect model'.
When really, I'd be more than happy to just walk straight out of this building altogether and shout 'Cheerio' in the process, but no matter how hard I tried, let's just say that Trish would plan something a lot more worse.
"Miss Dawson" the middle aged woman calls out, I look across to see a blank look on her face as her hazel colored eyes look around the waiting area before she notices me staring in her direction. "Your next" is all she says before turning back towards the computer in front of her . Rude much.
Standing up, I quickly wipe my hand across my pencil skirt before making my way towards the door that read 'Ms. Starr'. Knocking on the door twice, I hear a voice call out "One minute" before a loud bang comes from the other side of the door. "Not freaked out or anything" I mumble eyeing the door with weary eyes.
After a few minutes, the door finally opens to reveal a young girl with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Her eyes scan over me, causing me to take a step back and watch as her gaze flickers to something behind me. "Come this way" she orders, walking back inside to reveal a plain white room with cream furniture surrounding me.
"I'm Kira Starr" she begins "Now, I've looked over some of your resume and I've been impressed with what I've seen, but unfortunately the spot has been filled." My eyes widen in shock, as I feel a smile try and make it's way towards my face, "Oh no" I say, a frown appearing instead of the smile that I really want to show.
"Please don't be too disappointed, but I have another proposition for you" Her hands fold together, as her eyes narrow towards me, causing me to shift in my seat slightly. "As you may know, my father Jimmy Starr has a certain singer named Austin Moon signed to his label". Not seeing exactly what her point is, I nod my head for her to continue what she is trying to say. "His last manager was fired, for reasons I shall not say". "But from what I've seen on your resume I think you would be the perfect person to fill his roll as his new manager".
"So, do you accept" she asks, I look at her for a moment before giving her my final answer. "Ok".
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