Hey guys! I hope you'll like read this story that I have to write it. I also hope that you'll forgive my mistakes in English. Love xx to France
Chapter 2
Chloé Beale come in her small apartment. Chloe was arrived since a week in Los Angeles and her small financial had forced her to choose a tiny studio where hygiene was poor. She tried as she could to make the nice place. She choose to move on Virginia following a worrying mother's call. Doctors had detected her a serious heart disease, cancer maybe. Chloe, who had always been close to her mother, hadn't hesitated to throw itself into the first plane towards Los Angeles. Her small personal amount would not be sufficient to pay the apartment and medical expenses. She had therefore applied for several jobs, maybe 50 and his first response was: Mr. Records. Chloe was surprised first. She knew that this agency was the largest in the country. They were surely looking for someone with experience or a popular name. Chloe had a diploma of management. Nothing which was available to work in the very closed production's world. But she still went on the spot, with its most beautiful tailor. Jesse was a pleasant character. He was courteous, so quiet compared to the terrible Beca. Chloe didn't know much about it. She was famous producer, a bit harsh it seems. Chloe came with her most beautiful smile but Beca had even not contact a look. She had taken on it, especially when Murielle, a former of the company, had warned her on the Beca's character.
The first day, Chloe had advanced a little in the fog. Trying to stay worthy to the reproaches of "miss" Mitchell. Yes, because Chloe was learn the difficult rules of the House. "Don't call her by his first name, one strikes before entering in her office, should always be available, should always keep on itself a bottle of water, a note book and her mobile phone". When Chloé come home, she revised the manual named Beca as if she passed a review the next day. What he earned to be ahead and predict all the Beca program without mistakes. Mitchell not thanked her for as much. She was cold, and very unpredictable.
-Beale! Said Mitchell in his office.
-Yes? Asked Chloe passing only the head in the Beca's office.
-Where do i eating this afternoon? Asked Beca without raising the head of her laptop.
-At the Grill; on sixth avenue. Said Chloe timidly.
Beca doesn't answered. It certainly meant that the conversation is ending. Moments later, Beca recalled Chloe.
-Yes?
-Forgive the restaurant. I don't have time. Let me deliver by caterer! Said Beca.
-Do you have a preference? Asked Chloe.
Mitchell finally looked up at Chloe. Chloé's heart stopped when she felt her eyes on her, it looked mean.
-Surprise. She said returning to her work.
That day, Mitchell ate two sip of the meal at $ 35 delivered by Chloe. She threw everything and Chloe felt bad for the Cook that had prepared this feast. Chloe doesn't really know what been the Beca's work. She spent her time on the phone to talk very quickly. She signed papers, tapped a few notes on her computer, read many documents. However, Chloe had well understood what was her work. She spent her time to run through the city to find the fantasies of her boss. She had to get coffee, a restaurant, her dirty linen, her outfits for evenings, her cigarettes, and meet all these people who ordered to speak to Beca. She had to do her best for seduces few good customers with bottles of wine and smiles. Mitchell came out not many time of her office, she agreed some recordings with artists sessions without ever abuse.
Sometimes, Chloe was called urgently for a bullshit. Beca still don't looked her, she doesn't care. Once, at night, Beca called Beale.
-Beale? Said with contempt.
Chloe threw a glance at his alarm clock. It was 1.00.a.m
-I want a white tie. Announced Beca more naturally in the world.
-A white tie? Asked incredulous Chloé.
-For the Friday meeting. Exclaimed Beca.
-I'm sure that you look good in a dress. Said Chloé.
-I didn't need your opinion, Beale. Said Beca hanging up.
The next day, Chloe from visiting a luxury boutique to buy this famous tie. She took silk, size S. Beca was always in a mood of dog. She tried the tie in the mirror.
-Oh, no. It's look horrible. Said Beca by removing and storing it in his drawer.
Chloe sighed, nothing was good for Miss Mitchell.
The week continued as well. Chloe was happy to have a half-time in Mr. Record. She could spend the rest of his week with her sick mother or to seek another job. Chloé always feared that Beca don't call it in the middle of the weekend to announce a new fad.
When the week resumed Monday at 8 o'clock. Chloe felt that she was going to the dead. She already thought to resign but she too needed the money. The second half that she had found paid well but did the work just Friday and Saturday nights. This would be insufficient to manage medical expenses. She met Jesse and a young boy, very shy in the elevator.
-Hey, Beale. Says Jesse, always with a smile.
-Don't call me so. It's sound horrible. Entrusted with Chloe.
-The first week is the hardest. Promised Jesse confident on its behalf.
Chloe looked surprised the snowman at his side. He felt uncomfortable when Chloe's big green eyes landed on him.
-It's Guillaume. He is a little shy. Said Jesse feeling the misunderstanding of Chloe.
-What you're doing here, Guillaume? Asked Chloe trying to be nice.
-I'm... The Beca's bibliographer. Says it replacing his glasses.
-Waw, sound hard. Said Chloe..
-It's... it's cool. Said it as if he was using the word cool for the first time. It released the first volume of his bibliography last year, and it's a well sold.
-It's true ! Said Jesse. All the world dream to having the Beca's success, they hops to find a answer in this book.
Chloe nodded. She doesn't know how Beca was popular in their environment.