Sorry for the delay, like I said in my other story, I will update this story tomorrow and I did. Enjoy reading.
Slam.
Fiona stormed to the room she shared with Charlie stomping her feet and slammed the bedroom door behind her, apparently she was pissed on her first day as a wardrobe consultant of Prince Records, Co., the biggest record producer in the music industry and their contributions were the most popular music icons in history.
Charlie placed the ladle beside the stove as she refrained from stirring the macaroni and cheese that she was cooking, she removed her apron to knock on their bedroom and check on Fiona. Their new apartment was rather small but enough space for the two of them with only one bedroom, a couch and a small round table that can only sit 4 people. The kitchen is also the dining area and they can only use the sink one at a time. "Fi, honey, is everything OK?" She knocked softly and leaned closer to the bedroom door to listen to her girlfriend's response instead all she heard from the other side were obviously dresser drawers and cabinets being slammed forcefully and Fiona cursing under her breath, she nearly tripped when Fiona suddenly opened the door and walked straight to the living room and sat on the couch with her arms folded. "Oh no, now you're pissed." Charlie only managed to utter upon seeing her girlfriend frowning and simply just looking at the television that she left open to watch CNN. Charlie looked at Fiona intently and sighed deeply before she sat beside her girlfriend.
"I am resigning tomorrow." Fiona said breaking the silence between them.
"Why didn't you do it now, why wait for tomorrow?" Charlie asked seriously.
"Charlie!" Fiona pouted, tugging at Charlie's shirt.
"Oh come on Fi, what's up? You cannot just quit on your first day of work." Charlie laughed at her girlfriend and put her arms tightly around her for a hug.
"Watch me." Fiona challenged.
"Look, why don't you just tell me what went wrong and we'll figure out how to manage your issue." Charlie squatted in front of Fiona and held her both shoulders to look at her straight in the eyes.
"An issue? My Issue? I don't have any issues; it's just that proud bastard who called himself Mike River is hitting on me and asked for a sandwich when I told him that I have a girlfriend." Fiona raised both her hands and stood up to walk away from the couch while Charlie sat down as her girlfriend push her off when she held her shoulders.
"Oh! That damn proud bastard." Charlie pretended to sympathize.
"Yeah, can you believe that?" Fiona nodded.
"Well, things like this happened but you can just threat him for a sexual harassment rather coming home and instead of throwing kisses on me I have to deal with you stressors and office hang ups." Charlie complained.
"I'm sorry baby." Fiona hugged Charlie and kissed her swiftly on the lips.
"Well, I'm sorry too. One way or another you will learn to deal with this kind of people." They did not break the embrace for awhile trying to feel safe and comfortable in each other's arms. They were just contended of the feel of their warm embrace and rubbing their cheeks against each other while smelling one another's perfume like a relaxing aroma.
"So, what do we have for dinner?" Fiona suddenly broke their hug.
"Let me see, vegetable salad for sides, macaroni and cheese for the main course and me for dessert." Charlie let out a wryly grin.
"You're naughty." Fiona giggled at Charlie's idea.
"So, are we going to eat now or just let the dessert dry out?" Charlie stood up and when Fiona nodded she pulled her girlfriend to the kitchen and poured some of the macaroni and cheese on her girlfriend's plate.
The next day, Fiona was inside the elevator tapping her shoes while waiting to get to her floor. When the elevator slid open a very attractive and elegant looking lady with long auburn hair, a crooked nose and stands 5 feet and 9 inches tall approached her
"Fiona, finally you're here. I thought you will quit on me after yesterday." Ms. Tasha Prince, the sole heir, now a manager of the record company and unknown to Charlie, the Coyne's third cousin.
"I should but I changed my mind when Charlie convinced me out of it." Fiona responded.
"Oh, I thought your brother said that Charlie shouldn't know that you are working for any of you relatives." Tasha cocked an eyebrow upon hearing the name of Charlie whom the Coyne do not approved for Fiona.
"What else did Declan say?" Fiona asked somewhat irritated that her brother was still meddling with her life.
"Hey, I don't want to interfere with your love life and all but you gave up everything with this girl already, I don't think this is healthy for you." Tasha tried to cover up for Declan.
"This is not about Charlie this is just about me; I have to prove to myself that I can survive without connections and all."
"But you still have your trust fund right?" Tasha bit her lip when she saw Fiona narrowed her eyes.
"I still have my trust fund alright, Charlie didn't suck it dry and she never even knew it existed in the first Place. God! What is wrong with you people that you looked at my girlfriend as if a social climbing bitch?" Fiona defended.
"You've been proving that you can get on your feet for quite some time now what else do you want to prove?" Tasha held on to both of Fiona's shoulders.
Fiona looked at her cousin's concerned eyes intently and eventually looked away trying to change the subject. "So how's that impotent dirty old man doing, is he coming back or what?"
"Be nice to him Fiona, he's one of the many artist bringing in the cash and I mean big time." Tasha reminded her.
Fiona rolled her eyes. "I know, just get him off my back."
Tasha just laughed at Fiona. "No can't do, we are pampering that conceited bastard despite of his boorish personality and bad choice of an underarm deodorant."
Fiona just manage to laugh at her cousin's comment and felt a sigh of relief when she heard that Mike River went on tour to Europe for his album promotion and it seems that he will be there for a long three months.
In the other floor of the Prince Towers, Mo, Adam, Maya, Imogen and Zig were all waiting in the board room for Marisol, being the group's manager, before they go to Tasha Prince's office and will be introduced to the entire staff of Prince Records as the new signed artists of the company. The branch of the record company in Canada already arranged their launching as international artists following the footsteps of Justin Bieber, Celine Dion, Alanis Morisette and other Canadian artists ahead of them.
"I'm so nervous; I think I'm going to puke on this expensive carpeted floor." Maya paced back and forth the room breathing deeply.
"Relax girl, they will be here in any minute now." Imogen shrugged to hide her own worries and calm her nerves, although they were topping the charts, they never did have a gig in the US, the American audience were new to the band and this group launching will be a make or break for Whisper Hug.
"Bye baby, I fly to New York tomorrow OK, see you soon." Becky Baker was on Face Time chatting and flirting with her boyfriend Adam whose only source of relief was talking to her girlfriend via ipad.
"Mo, dude! Thank you man, finally we did it. My first time in the US of A and now a total rockstar, hot, single and famous." Zig was very excited to finally have this huge record deal that will catapult the entire band and himself, primarily, to stardom.
"Not to mention rich once we get those cash flowing right under our noses." Mo added with a wryly grin on his face.
"OK guys, finally we will go to Ms. Prince's office, so come on, get your butt up, now, now, now!" Marisol entered the board room with one of the company's PR officer and staff to escort the band to Tasha Prince's office.
"Stay here for a while Fiona, you will be meeting our new addition to the company." Tasha demanded to Fiona as she put down the phone after she was talking to someone on the line.
"Really, who?" Fiona asked as she turned around to face Tasha because she was looking at the picture frames, plaques and memorabilia on the wall which the older Prince called, The Wall of Fame.
"A group who call themselves The Whisper Hug, I heard they got a good music, a great deal of controversy back in Canada but a bad taste of fashion." Tasha explained.
"Well Patricia Greene, your PR manager will surely work her magic on them." Fiona walk near to Tasha's huge office table and sat on one of the rather expensive, animal skin printed and comfortable lounge facing the table.
"Good thing I got you as well." Tasha winked.
"What do you mean by controversy anyway?" Fiona asked again.
"Well, their front man usually got involved with beautiful actresses, models and not to mention beauty queen back in Toronto, their manager and the keyboardist are making quite a stir with their relationship, their princess is involved with Justin Bieber and not to mention two of them are members of the LGBT." Tasha relayed as she sat on her recliner as well.
"Publicity, whether good or bad is still publicity." Fiona added.
"Exactly, and this group just know how to make one for themselves."
"Why do I get the feeling that the music industry is not just all about the music?" Fiona narrowed her eyes curious about the music business.
"Definitely, people are after the artists and not just the music, although their music still plays a big part in their career but what matters most is how well they handle themselves to their fans."
"That is why we are giving them a makeover?"
"No, remember that looks is not just their ticket but charisma; in short good music, good looks, publicity and charisma is the proper ingredient to a boosting career and a flood of cash to the company." Tasha noticed Fiona that she was smiling to herself. "Why the sudden change of mood?"
"Nothing, I just felt that something good will happen today. I just feel it in my heart and it is getting stronger and stronger, strange though." Fiona shook her head trying to brush away the feeling within her.
Tasha cocked an eyebrow. "OK, now you're giving me the creeps."
"I am so nervous, I will probably puke right here right now." Maya gestured to her band mates to stop proceeding to the office of Tasha Prince.
"Come on Maya." Mo tugged Maya.
"Guys, this is the Prince headquarters, it feels different to finally meet the creator and the pioneer of this industry." Maya shrugged.
"Don't worry girl, I feel it in my heart that something good will happen today. I feel it like a strange pull that will lead us to that room." Imogen held her chest and smiled to herself.
Marisol rolled her eyes. "You are such a weirdo, and you princess stop whining and let's get going. Do you want to be rich and famous or what?" Marisol gestured to the entire band to keep going.
"Ma'am, The Whisper Hug are here." The secretary of Tasha called through the intercom when the band was waiting outside of the office door."
"Let them in." Tasha answered.
When the door opened everyone gasped because of the humungous room decorated with posh furniture, carpet, paintings and the framed pictures of the famous artists. Behind the owner's table is a glass window from ceiling to floor that almost covered the entire end of the room overlooking the entire New York City especially the Empire State Building. But for Fiona Coyne and Imogen Moreno, all they saw was each other.
"You!" Imogen and Fiona said in unison.