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Chapter Two – Fashion Intern For Chanel: Working In Paris

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After Hatsumi arrived in Paris at 6:10 p.m. and hailed a cab to her new temporary apartment for 4 years, 'The La Paris' where she reluctantly unpacked and decided to go explore Paris for a little while. After all, she didn't start until tomorrow. She went out in the cool crispy fresh air of nighttime. She looked in windows of boutiques and saw cafés on every corner. She took mental notes of places she wanted to visit on her free time. Of course, who wouldn't unlike any other girl love to shop in Paris?

She went back to her hotel room and decided to sleep, to catch up and get the feel of the time difference in Paris. When she woke up, it was morning, her first morning of work. She put on medium dark blue jeans with ripped edges at the bottom, which were also rolled up a little bit to show off her ankles, topped off with a small hot pink dress that ended just a little above the knee, with a beaded necklace in different shades of pink with some hints of white. Since Paris was chilly at this time of the season, she took a white and pink checkered blazer that was short and ended before it met her waist. It was a little short at the sleeves, but needless, she made her ensemble look even better by wearing white bangle bracelets on one wrist and on the other wrist with a suitable looking watch.

Finally, she topped it all off with a coralish – pinkish cord cap. She wore this over her laid down, straight, nutmeg – brown hair. Over all she looked entirely fashionable and ready to start her first day of working as a fashion intern. Hatsumi could hardly wait. She strapped over her multi-colored book bag, which contained a big notebook and pencils, pens etc. for her job. She walked out her door and locked it.

She left the apartment, walked outside, and called for a cab. The streets of Paris were cluttered, with people walking, and cafés on every corner. She looked out the taxi window and saw the Eiffel Tower far away. Then the taxi stopped outside a tall building, with the Chanel Logo on top.

"Thank you!" Hatsumi thanked the driver and gave him the money for the ride.

"Have a good day mademoiselle" replied the driver. Hatsumi walked out of the taxi, shut the door and walked up to the front desk inside.

"Excuse me, where can I find the Executive of Fashion Design?" Hatsumi asked the lady at the front desk.

"What's your name Mademoiselle please?" The lady said.

"Hatsumi Narita" replied Hatsumi.

"Thank you, hold a moment please. Oh yes, you're the new fashion intern, he's waiting for you, up on the 12th floor, door 1207." The lady replied with a smile. She gave Hatsumi a card that would give her access to locked doors and elevators, and also a little purple notebook with a Chanel pen from the company. Apparently purple was the new rage now.

Hatsumi opened it and wrote in '12th floor, door 1207' then closed it and put it in her little book bag. The lady at the front desk pointed out the elevators to Hatsumi, and then Hatsumi thanked the lady for her help and walked towards the elevator. She pushed the up arrow button and waited. Seconds later, the elevator doors opened. They were sleek gold, and the entire place was so sophisticated. She went in the elevators, which had mirrors everywhere. They were tiled, and in between the spacing was gold. It looked so fancy. She pushed the 12 button and waited. Finally the elevator reached floor twelve. She went out and found the door 1207 in front of her. She knocked on it.

"Enter!" replied a manly voice. Hatsumi opened the door and inside she saw a lovely office. There were two huge full length windows and you could see Paris outside, even the Eiffel Tower looked so close. The view looked so phenomenal. She looked around. There was her boss sitting on his chair, with his desk, which was surprisingly clean and neat, with a laptop in the middle, with the Chanel Logo on it. There were pictures on the walls, mostly magazine covers, Chanel clothing, the logo, the perfume line etc. Across from the desk was a conjoining door, and two little tables, one on one side of the door and the other on the other side of the door. Both these little desk were painted purple, and had beautiful lamps. It looked like a vase shape, painted white and the lamp shade, painted of course, purple. The walls in the office were painted a nice hue of marigold, and that made the room look brighter, and the color looked a little similar to the color of gold.

"Nice office isn't it?" asked the man.

"It's so pretty. The view here is just amazing." Hatsumi replied, now facing her boss.

"Thanks, I picked out this office myself. I'm Mr. Dylan, but everyone here calls me by my first name, Dean." Dean replied.

"It's so nice to meet you Dean. I'm excited to be working with you. It's such an honor!" Hatsumi said, shaking his hand.

"The pleasure is all mine." Now, I thought you might like this room so much, that you might want this for your office. There's an exact duplicate one inside that door, which is your new office." Dean said, opening the door across from his desk. Hatsumi thanked him and went inside, which had the exact same thing as Dean's office. Marigold walls, a desk, a chair, a laptop with the Chanel Logo on it, a printer/scanner/photocopier/fax machine, the two little purple tables with the white and purple lamps, two huge full length windows with a similar view as her boss'. She had a big smile on her face.

"Thank you so much!" Hatsumi exclaimed.

"Not a problem. The laptop and the multi-task printer are for your job, which now I must explain more clearly to you. For the first 3 weeks, you will be helping handing out mail and packages for the company, then after that for a year; you will be helping me manage a new line of accessories. After that, you have the rest of the 3 years to make your own products for Chanel. You can draw them in a notebook and scan them into the laptop where there's a program for things like that. If you need any help at all from me, you can just knock on my door and we'll talk. Understand?" Dean said in a manly tone.

"Wow. Thanks Dean. I can't wait to start, oh wait one second, where's the mail room?" Hatsumi asked.

"It's in the Sub-Basement floor. Right down below the main floor, on the elevator, just push the SB button and when you get to that floor, there's a door titled 'Mail Room' and you can speak with the personnel in there. I've spoken to them a couple minutes ago before you came. They have everything ready for you. You just start your usual morning time, then go to the Mail Room, and go up the floors giving out mail and packages, there's a slot in each door for those, and if you finish early or late or whatever, you have the rest of the day off to relax. You can stay here in the building after if you want, but the building closes at 8 p.m. so everyone has to be out by 7:50 p.m. Alright?" Dean answered.

"Yeah I got it. Thanks, do you want me to start now?" Hatsumi asked, writing down "3 weeks - Mail Room on Sub-Basement (SB) floor, 1 Year – Work with Dean managing new Accessories Line, 3 Years – Create own products for Chanel" in her little purple notebook that she received from the lady at the front desk.

"Actually, you don't start until 8:30 a.m." Dean said looking at his watch. It was 8:00 a.m.

"Oh. I guess I'll wait in my new office then." Hatsumi said.

"Don't be silly dear; you have to come to a meeting with me so I can introduce you to my staff!" Dean exclaimed. Hatsumi agreed, then walked out in the hallway with dean and went in the elevator with him. Dean pushed number 5. The elevator slowly went down. While they were waiting, Hatsumi looked at Dean. He looked very clean cut, with a shaved face. He looked like he wasn't French, but more like American. He was wearing a clean cut white crisp blouse with a black jacket over it and black pants with black shiny shoes. His hair was a bit spiked up, only at the front the rest was gelled back down smoothly. He sort of looked really appealing. Hatsumi wondered if he was single. Finally after an awkward moment of silence the elevator beeped and stopped on the 5th floor.

"Here we go…" Dean announced, with a smile. They both went out of the elevator as Dean opened a door in front of them. The door had a gold plate with a name on it, 'The Grande Board Meeting Room' it said. They went in and inside was a huge, long brown smooth table, with twenty chairs on each side and one at each end. There were people in some of the chairs and people coming in from behind them. Some people were mingling by the snack bar that was on the other side of the room, across from the huge window that took up the whole wall on the other side.

"Wow! This room is huge!" Hatsumi exclaimed.

Then Dean announced loudly, "Hello Ladies and Gentlemen, the arranged meeting will now resume now, if everyone could take their seats please!"

Everyone murmured and nodded their heads, then began sitting.

"Hatsumi, if you could follow me please, I will direct you to your new seat." Dean responded. Hatsumi nodded and they went to one end of the table, where Dean sat in the one chair and on his right, an empty chair which was for Hatsumi. "You'll be sitting next to me for the next 4 years ok?" Dean asked.

"Ok!" Hatsumi replied.

"Ok everyone, now, back to business. As you all may know, we have a new member to welcome here today to our growing staff. Everyone, I would like to introduce to you, Hatsumi Narita, 18, from Tokyo, Japan. She is studying to be a fashion designer and will be working as a fashion intern for the next 4 years in Paris and will be working for me" Dean announced.

Hatsumi sat up, smiled and waved to everyone as they applauded for her.

"Ok now, Hatsumi let me introduce to you the important people. You can meet everyone else later ok?" Dean asked.

"Okay." Hatsumi answered.

"This is Steve, he works for photography, this is Beth, she works for sizing the clothes for the models, this is Hillary, she designs most of the clothes you see and that Purple – Silver sequined dress we sent you as a welcoming gift. She co-works with Mark, who is the head of designing." Dean said, pointing out to people he was talking about.

"Hi, it's so nice to meet you all!" Hatsumi announced to everyone with a graceful smile.

"Okay everyone it's almost 8:30, so get back to your jobs people!" Dean said and clapped.

Everyone applauded and said "Welcome to Paris Hatsumi!" to her. Then when everyone was excused to leave some even talked with Hatsumi and introduced themselves. Then finally when Hatsumi was alone, she went back to her office, dropped off her book bag and her little purple notebook and went to the elevators. She went down to the Sub-Basement where she got a trolley of mail.

"Hi, I'm Mr. Lifelf, but everyone here calls me either 'Life' or 'Elf' so you can call me that either way. The trolley here has 20 boxes. They're numbered from 1 – 20, for each floor. Just take the trolley up with you to each floor, and take a box and find the door number on the letters and packages and just put it through the slot of the same door ok?" Mr. Lifelf explained.

"Ok Life. Can I call you that? Is it alright with you?" Hatsumi asked.

"Sure go on right ahead Hatsumi. Have fun!" Life replied waving good-bye as Hatsumi went out the door. She took the trolley with her and went to the elevator. She began her job. For three weeks, she would get up at 8:00 a.m., go to the Mail Room, get the trolley and deliver the mail. After that she usually finished during lunch, so she would grab some take- out lunch from one of the cafés or go there herself and then usually go to her office where she drew some ideas and did some research on the company for fun and leisure. Hatsumi was really enjoying her stay in Paris a lot…