I DO NOT OWN ANYONE OR ANYTHING BESIDES THE OC'S.

Daisy's Point of View-

The next morning I didn't hear Shawn get up and leave, I woke up at 1 PM by my cell phone ringing.

"Ugh." I said as I swung my arm over grabbing my phone answering it, "Hello?" I grumpily said rubbing my eyes getting rid of any blur that I had.

"Daisy, it's Shawn, time to get up and get ready. Dave is going to meet you in the lobby in an hour." Shawn said, I glared at the clock reading 1:03.

"Where are you?" I asked.

"I had a Q & A, Dave is bringing you to the arena to meet Vince."

"Do I have to wear my nice outfit with heels?" I asked, they insisted on me packing it just in case.

"Yes, this would be that time."

"Can I bring an extra outfit to change into?" I asked flinging the blanket off me and moving to a sitting position.

"If you want."

"Okay."

"Love you."

"Love you too." I said hanging up and pulled my suitcase onto the bed with me digging through it. I pulled out a pink collared buttoned down shirt, a gray with small white stripes two button over shirt, a black skirt with black heels that I still got to get used to wearing. I showered again getting into a white undershirt that I will wear later and under my outfit. I wrapped my hair into the towel to help it dry some, I walked out to the room pulling on hip high nylons to make me look more tan, somewhat at least. Then I put the shoes on so I could get used to them. I walked back into the bathroom brushing my teeth, shave excess hair on my eyebrows, moustache, etc., cleaning my ears, putting in earrings, and I heated the curling iron. I unwrapped my hair from the towel and gave it a few squeezes into the towel to get any extra water out, I tossed it back over my shoulders, I turned on the hotels hair dryer drying my hair as much as possible. I pulled some strands up into two bobby pins, I curled my tips up and curled my bangs in towards my forehead. I lightly put my pink eye shadow on my eyes and I put some lip gloss on throwing them in my purse. I gently put my pink shirt and over shirt on. I went back into the room grabbing my cell phone reading the time 1:45, I threw it in my purse, I grabbed my drawing pad along with a resume Rebecca and Shawn helped me put together. "Room Key!" I said going to search of the key grabbing it, it was next to Shawn's digital camera, I grabbed the camera to document my trip. I threw my purse over my shoulder and made sure I had the drawing pad and resume in hand. I wobbled down the hall way towards the elevator, I was still not used to these heels, when this skinny but with a few muscles man, he had short spiky black hair and the darkest of brown eyes, he saw me stumbling about.

"Do you need help ma'am?" He asked smiling, he had such a cute smile.

"Sure." I said, he stuck his arm out, I hooked an arm with him supporting some weight on it as I walked, every time I went to stumble, he made sure I didn't fall or stumble as much, I felt like the scarecrow from Wizard of Oz.

"If you can't walk in heels, why wear them?" He asked.

"Interview today."

"Oh good luck." He said as an elder couple held the doors for the elevator open for us.

"Thanks, were you heading to the lobby?"

"I was actually heading to my car."

"Oh, so it wasn't a problem."

"Not really, where's your interview at?"

"This company, their offering for me to do fashion design."

"Nice, how many years of college?" He asked as we walked off the elevator on the lobby floor.

"None yet, junior in high school."

"Better than me when I was junior."

"What do you do?" I asked, I didn't see Dave yet, good.

"I'm an athlete." He said as he helped me sit down in a couch.

"Awesome, thanks again."

"No problem sweetie." He said smiling and winked at me before he started to walk away.

"No name?" I yelled.

"Cody."

"Daisy." I said, he smiled walking out the automatic doors, I smiled, now he was cute and a gentleman.

"You ready to go?" Dave asked turning my head from where that guy just walked out of.

"Yeah, help me walk." I said standing up and hanging onto his big arms for dear life.

"I don't get how girls can wear heels." Dave said.

"I don't know either, as you couldn't tell."

"What were you smiling at earlier?"

"Personal joke." I said, if I told him he would tell Shawn how I met a mysterious man.