Karlie Kloss pranced into the office room like a delicate gazelle in a field of wild roses. Her hair billowed behind her as she closed the door, the scent of a spring time breeze waltzing into the room.
She threw her Mulberry bag onto a nearby coffee table and sat herself down in front of a desk.
Behind the desk was Taylor Swift, dressed in a smart looking suit, her hair gelled back into a very business like... thing. Sweet fucking damn, she was hot. Hotter than the blistering blistering sun.
"Miss Kloss", Taylor began in a voice smoother than Nicki Minaj's ass, "I understand you are here because I wanted to speak to you"
"That's how meetings work, yes", said Karlie, crossing her legs.
Taylor laced her fingers together and gazed deeply into Karlies green orbs of greeness.
"Well now that you're here, I have some important news for you. Follow me", Taylor instructed. She stood up from her seat and strolled over to a large bookcase. Karlie assumed this was a secret passageway which would lead to the 'important news'.
"Let me just move this", Taylor said whilst pulling out a dusty book from one of the mahogany shelves.
Karlie tensed in anticipation, waiting for some Sherlock shit to happen. Nothing did.
"What's Alice In Wonderland doing beside My Life As The Sixth One Direction Member?", Taylor asked herself, frustratedly. She put the book back in its place and then opened a door right beside it which lead to a grand hallway. Karlie followed, eagerly.
"How many hallways are there?", she asked as they entered one endless hallway after another.
"Many", Taylor replied, monotonously.
"What if we get lost?"
"We won't get lost, Karlie"
"But how do you know? This isn't your house"
"Because I'm the map, Karlie"
Karlie was about to question what that meant but Taylor interrupted her by opening one last door. And it did not lead into another hallway. Through the door was an elaborate area of long tables and leather chairs. Triangle patterned wallpaper was plastered on every inch of room. Meredith, the cat, lay amongst a pile of pillows in front of a large open fire, purring peacefully.
"Taylor, where am I-", Karlie began.
"Quiet, child", Taylor scolded and brought her over to a leather chair.
It was at the very top of one of the long tables. Taylor sat all the way over at the other end.
"Okay, now you're probably wondering why-"
"Taylor, I can't hear you very well", Karlie called from her end of the table.
"Oh. What if I stand up?", Taylor yelled as she arose from her seat.
"Nope"
"Now?", Taylor asked, now standing on the chair.
"No, that's shit"
Taylor climbed onto the table.
"Is this okay?"
"Not really, no"
"Now?"
"I can't hear you if you face away from me, Taylor"
"Okay, now?"
"Now you're just sitting down again"
"I'm just gonna call you, Karlie"
"What?"
Taylor took out her phone and rang Karlie's number. Karlie answered,
"Hello?"
"Miss Kloss, I understand you are here because I wanted to speak to you", Taylor said.
"Yes, you said that ten minutes ago"
"I have something incredibly important to tell you, Karlie", Taylor whispered quietly.
"Okay", Karlie said, also whispering.
"I am a part of the illuminati"
"You're a what!?", Karlie gasped.
"It's true. And I am not the only one. You saaaaaay-"
"Taylor"
"Sorry. Meredith is also a part of the illuminati", Taylor said, pointing across to her cat in front of the fire place. Meredith licked her paw and coughed up a furball.
"My God", Karlie exclaimed. She turned back to Taylor. "For how long?"
"Ever since I entered The Industry"
"What's The Industry?"
"The music Industry, the acting Industry, the Industry Industry. That's what that is. Every celebrity you can name is a part of the illuminati. Think about it, Karlie. 'Industry' begins with what?"
"I"
"Good fucking job. Your wits will be useful in the future"
"So... 'I'?"
"I???!?!? >:( ", Taylor cried.
"What about it?", Karlie asked.
"'I' as in 'eye', Karlie", Taylor groaned. Karlie was clearly not illuminati material just yet.
"So now what?", Karlie asked.
"Now I'm here to make you a member"
Karlies eyes widened, "Wait, now?"
"Not now now. You're initiation will be in a month or so. I'm just here to ask you if you will become one of us"
"And what if I say no?"
"Then you must die", Taylor said, pointing to a door with a bunch of metal spikes all over it and weapons hanging around the sides. "Do you know what's behind that door, Karlie?"
Karlie gulped, "No, what's behind it?"
Taylor's voice lowered, "A TV-"
"That's not so bad"
"A TV that plays nothing but a never ending loop of Kim Kardashian queefing"
"Mother of Mary ", Karlie breathed.
"Yes", Taylor agreed. "Now choose"
A cold sweat formed at Karlie's brow. She bit at her lip and tapped the table with her fingernails. If she chose to become a part of the illuminati then a whole new world of secrets and drama would be unfolded. Mind-blowingly absurd situations would occur which could lead to very entertaining stories. Karlie's life would never be boring ever again. Action and danger would be at every corner, missions and madness at every turn, people might even give her free Starbucks sometimes. Do it, Karlie! Do it for the possibility of free Starbucks!!!
"I'm in", Karlie said with a devious smirk that would make the blind even more blind.
"Perfect", Taylor grinned and pressed the 'end call' button on her phone. "Let's go and tell the others"
"What?"
