Til Death Do Us Part
Chapter Four
11th floor. I'm already running late for my appointment but I finally made it, no thanks to that guy. The elevator tinkled as the door slid open revealing the main office and I stood in shock. Frozen in awe at the sight of elegance. Caught unexpected, staring at the glass dome illuminated by pale blue lights. Caryatids made of tainted glass lined the hallway with different shades of pastel colored satin and silk fabrics hanging on the glass walls with trims of velvet lace and bows. I listened to the soft music playing and felt every note flow like an endless train of bliss. The scent of irises lingering in the air. I could feel it inside. Peaceful... unbelievably peaceful.
I stood mesmerized. Unwanting to leave this fortress of solitude. Reluctant to break the spell of solace casted upon me. If there is a place called heaven, then this has got to be it.
I would have wanted nothing more than to stay here. Protected in this sanctuary. Finding temporary shelter from the pains of the bitter world outside. But my trails of thought were broken by the tinkling sound of the elevator as the door slid close, barely giving me time to scramble out.
And everything was gone like a puff of smoke. The serenity I felt, disappearing as easily as it came to me. Pulled back unwillingly into reality. But that's alright. I didn't deserve it. Not at all. And yet, I can't deny that for a minute there... I felt I did. I hoped I did. But no time for that. I'm here for a reason and dreaming has no place in it. None at all.
I took my steps firmly towards the glass arc door. But not being able to resist, I reached out to touch one of the sculptured ladies laid on both sides of the scallop shell shaped archway. Their wings stetched out behind them. And I stood there staring at it, mesmerized at its shimmering splendor. They looked so real. As if they were breathing angels. Caught frozen sitting on their pedestals.
I was allowed to enter the office after the guard confirmed my name on the computer. Fortunately for me, the president, whom I was suppose to meet, hasn't arrived yet. But the secretary informed me that I was to wait in his office.
I was ushered to a door marked with the name 'Remy Daischonelle', the President's office. And once more, I was astounded as I entered the room that almost took half of the whole floor. It was well furnished and decorated. The lilac colored walls lined with expensive paintings and different statues of women. But what caught my attention was the fountain in the middle of the room. A life size figue of a beautiful lady standing on a pool of water. Her arms stretched out in front of her. Her body... crystal, an image of perfect beauty sparkling against the sunlight pouring from the glass windows that lined the whole front wall of the office. I could see the whole world through it. The busy streets... the tall buildings...
I turned back to the statue and steped closer to it. Irises. It was a fountain of perfumed oil. I reached out to touch her hand. Cold. Like frozen ice. But she looked so real. Maybe once she breathed with life. But that was impossible. She was a statue... and nothing more.
"Good moning. You must be Ms. Ishikawa."
I turned around to face the man standing by the door.
"I apologize for keeping you waiting but I was caught up downstairs..."
"You?!" I said caught in surprise at the familiar conceited face walking towards me. And that was when realization hit me. Hard.
"Well if it isn't the great Amazon queen," he said his eyes lighting up with recognition. It's either I'm imagining things or did he seem pleased to see me. "I don't think I had any opening for an elevator operator. But maybe I don't know my company's needs that much." He continued laughing at his own joke.
Yeah right. He was pleased to see me alright. Pleased to get the chance to get even. Well I'm not about to let him do it. I ain't standing up to this kind of shit. I'll just have to come up with a new plan. I walked towards the door and was about to leave when he called out to me.
"Hey wait. Look, I'm sorry. You're here for the modeling right? Have a sit." He waved to the chair in front of his desk.
I turned to him surprised. But of course he wouldn't have seen that in my face. That was the last thing I expected to come out from those lips. He sat on the manager's chair behind the desk and started rummaging through the folders and papers scattered in front of him.
"Okay... hmmm... you do have a copy of your resume, right?" He asked still rummaging. With a nod, I handed him the envelope I had been carrying.
"Thanks, I can't seem to find the one you left us last week." He took the folder from my envelope and began leafing through the pages. "It's Laurelyne, right? Laurelyne Ishikawa?"
I nodded again and watched him scan my resume. He looked up at me and studied me carefully. I felt a shiver run up my spine as he leaned forwrd staring at my face. He turned to my resume and scribbled some notes before filing it back in my envelope.
"Okay that'll be it and... thanks for coming." He said handing me the envelope.
That's it?! Well of course that's it. Did I actually expect him to hire me after what happened a while ago? I blew it. I shouldn't have let my emotions get the most of me. What am I gonna say to the others? That I didn't get hired because it turns out that the jerk I pushed out the elevator was the president of the company? Great!
With a sigh, I stood up and turned to walk out the door. There was nothing I could do. Might as well start back on the drawing boards right away.
I could feel his eyes boring into me. Following my every move. Well he got his revenge alright. Then I heard him clear his throat.
"Ummm... hey. Aren't you forgetting something?"
I stopped and turned back to him.
"I mean... usually the applicants look at what I write down." A grin was plastered on his face. Looks like he hasn't had enough. Now what?
"Well...?
I sighed again. Exasperated at his games. Might as well let him get his way and just get it over with.
"What for?" I replied coldly.
"Oh... I'm sure it will be of interest to you."
I leafed through the pages and found the note scribled across the last page.
^Perfect! You're exactly what I and this company needs.^
I looked at him surprised. Shocked. This time, I was sure he could see it in my face. Anger... joy... excitement... all mixed up. I felt my heart about to explode. But why? that I don't know. He walked towards me.
"Are you serious?" I asked not wanting to fall for any of his traps.
"No. Actually you're fired."
I just stared at him dumbfounded not knowing what to do. Confused. He realized that and fell into laughter. Deep... hearty laughter. His dimples screaming for attention.
He noticed me staring at him and flashed me a smile. A blush crept up my faces and I hated myself for it.
"God you are so serious. Can't you take a joke?"
No. I've never been accused of being humorous. I've seen too much in life to spare a laughter here and there. I just stared back at him with blank amethyst orbs. Others would have shivelled under my gaze but he just stared back at me with interest. The glimmer in his eyes never wavering.
"Well Ms. Ishikawa, I expect you here on Monday morning. 8 o'clock sharp okay. We need you for measurements right away."
"Thank you"
"The pleasure is all mine." He extended his hand and I took it. An odd warmth travelled through my veins as I felt his strong calloused hands on mine. "Welcome to Fashion Palace."
Lady Lucifiel: Weeehhhh!!! Remy is soooo cool. He's my own character and I think he's wayyy cool. So did you like this chapter. Let me know. Flame me if you want. Just review. Please.
Chapter Four
11th floor. I'm already running late for my appointment but I finally made it, no thanks to that guy. The elevator tinkled as the door slid open revealing the main office and I stood in shock. Frozen in awe at the sight of elegance. Caught unexpected, staring at the glass dome illuminated by pale blue lights. Caryatids made of tainted glass lined the hallway with different shades of pastel colored satin and silk fabrics hanging on the glass walls with trims of velvet lace and bows. I listened to the soft music playing and felt every note flow like an endless train of bliss. The scent of irises lingering in the air. I could feel it inside. Peaceful... unbelievably peaceful.
I stood mesmerized. Unwanting to leave this fortress of solitude. Reluctant to break the spell of solace casted upon me. If there is a place called heaven, then this has got to be it.
I would have wanted nothing more than to stay here. Protected in this sanctuary. Finding temporary shelter from the pains of the bitter world outside. But my trails of thought were broken by the tinkling sound of the elevator as the door slid close, barely giving me time to scramble out.
And everything was gone like a puff of smoke. The serenity I felt, disappearing as easily as it came to me. Pulled back unwillingly into reality. But that's alright. I didn't deserve it. Not at all. And yet, I can't deny that for a minute there... I felt I did. I hoped I did. But no time for that. I'm here for a reason and dreaming has no place in it. None at all.
I took my steps firmly towards the glass arc door. But not being able to resist, I reached out to touch one of the sculptured ladies laid on both sides of the scallop shell shaped archway. Their wings stetched out behind them. And I stood there staring at it, mesmerized at its shimmering splendor. They looked so real. As if they were breathing angels. Caught frozen sitting on their pedestals.
I was allowed to enter the office after the guard confirmed my name on the computer. Fortunately for me, the president, whom I was suppose to meet, hasn't arrived yet. But the secretary informed me that I was to wait in his office.
I was ushered to a door marked with the name 'Remy Daischonelle', the President's office. And once more, I was astounded as I entered the room that almost took half of the whole floor. It was well furnished and decorated. The lilac colored walls lined with expensive paintings and different statues of women. But what caught my attention was the fountain in the middle of the room. A life size figue of a beautiful lady standing on a pool of water. Her arms stretched out in front of her. Her body... crystal, an image of perfect beauty sparkling against the sunlight pouring from the glass windows that lined the whole front wall of the office. I could see the whole world through it. The busy streets... the tall buildings...
I turned back to the statue and steped closer to it. Irises. It was a fountain of perfumed oil. I reached out to touch her hand. Cold. Like frozen ice. But she looked so real. Maybe once she breathed with life. But that was impossible. She was a statue... and nothing more.
"Good moning. You must be Ms. Ishikawa."
I turned around to face the man standing by the door.
"I apologize for keeping you waiting but I was caught up downstairs..."
"You?!" I said caught in surprise at the familiar conceited face walking towards me. And that was when realization hit me. Hard.
"Well if it isn't the great Amazon queen," he said his eyes lighting up with recognition. It's either I'm imagining things or did he seem pleased to see me. "I don't think I had any opening for an elevator operator. But maybe I don't know my company's needs that much." He continued laughing at his own joke.
Yeah right. He was pleased to see me alright. Pleased to get the chance to get even. Well I'm not about to let him do it. I ain't standing up to this kind of shit. I'll just have to come up with a new plan. I walked towards the door and was about to leave when he called out to me.
"Hey wait. Look, I'm sorry. You're here for the modeling right? Have a sit." He waved to the chair in front of his desk.
I turned to him surprised. But of course he wouldn't have seen that in my face. That was the last thing I expected to come out from those lips. He sat on the manager's chair behind the desk and started rummaging through the folders and papers scattered in front of him.
"Okay... hmmm... you do have a copy of your resume, right?" He asked still rummaging. With a nod, I handed him the envelope I had been carrying.
"Thanks, I can't seem to find the one you left us last week." He took the folder from my envelope and began leafing through the pages. "It's Laurelyne, right? Laurelyne Ishikawa?"
I nodded again and watched him scan my resume. He looked up at me and studied me carefully. I felt a shiver run up my spine as he leaned forwrd staring at my face. He turned to my resume and scribbled some notes before filing it back in my envelope.
"Okay that'll be it and... thanks for coming." He said handing me the envelope.
That's it?! Well of course that's it. Did I actually expect him to hire me after what happened a while ago? I blew it. I shouldn't have let my emotions get the most of me. What am I gonna say to the others? That I didn't get hired because it turns out that the jerk I pushed out the elevator was the president of the company? Great!
With a sigh, I stood up and turned to walk out the door. There was nothing I could do. Might as well start back on the drawing boards right away.
I could feel his eyes boring into me. Following my every move. Well he got his revenge alright. Then I heard him clear his throat.
"Ummm... hey. Aren't you forgetting something?"
I stopped and turned back to him.
"I mean... usually the applicants look at what I write down." A grin was plastered on his face. Looks like he hasn't had enough. Now what?
"Well...?
I sighed again. Exasperated at his games. Might as well let him get his way and just get it over with.
"What for?" I replied coldly.
"Oh... I'm sure it will be of interest to you."
I leafed through the pages and found the note scribled across the last page.
^Perfect! You're exactly what I and this company needs.^
I looked at him surprised. Shocked. This time, I was sure he could see it in my face. Anger... joy... excitement... all mixed up. I felt my heart about to explode. But why? that I don't know. He walked towards me.
"Are you serious?" I asked not wanting to fall for any of his traps.
"No. Actually you're fired."
I just stared at him dumbfounded not knowing what to do. Confused. He realized that and fell into laughter. Deep... hearty laughter. His dimples screaming for attention.
He noticed me staring at him and flashed me a smile. A blush crept up my faces and I hated myself for it.
"God you are so serious. Can't you take a joke?"
No. I've never been accused of being humorous. I've seen too much in life to spare a laughter here and there. I just stared back at him with blank amethyst orbs. Others would have shivelled under my gaze but he just stared back at me with interest. The glimmer in his eyes never wavering.
"Well Ms. Ishikawa, I expect you here on Monday morning. 8 o'clock sharp okay. We need you for measurements right away."
"Thank you"
"The pleasure is all mine." He extended his hand and I took it. An odd warmth travelled through my veins as I felt his strong calloused hands on mine. "Welcome to Fashion Palace."
Lady Lucifiel: Weeehhhh!!! Remy is soooo cool. He's my own character and I think he's wayyy cool. So did you like this chapter. Let me know. Flame me if you want. Just review. Please.
