Life Is Messy

Ch 3: You're Kidding Right?

Note: Words in italics= messaging texts or internal thoughts

Taking one last look at my reflection, the metallic gold of the dress shimmers brightly under the reflected lights. The red enigma color shade compensates for the little amount of makeup I put on. My hair is straightened with metal tassel earrings adorning my ears.

I grab my purse and head straight to the lobby where a driver Jenny arranged for me is waiting. I spot a man wearing a formal suit in the lobby and as I get closer, I hear him talking to someone on the phone.

"Yes sir, I'm waiting for Jenny-shi's friend." He pauses listening to what his boss is saying.

"Yes sir. She'll be seated in the VIP area...I will."

I don't want to intrude on their conversation but the clacking sound of my heels brings his attention.

"She's here." He says and listens to the person a bit more before hanging up.

"Hello, I'm Susie. Are you Hye-shi?"

He nods and says, "Are you ready Susie-shi?"

"Yes, I'm ready."

"The car is parked right outside. Please follow me." He says and walks ahead towards the front door where I see a black luxury car.

The night cool breeze refreshes the summer humid air. Checking the time, I notice I'm an hour early.

He opens the passenger side door and I try getting in without tripping from the long dress.

Pulling my phone out, I text Jenny,

Hey Jenny, you might be too occupied to see my text. I just wanted to let you know that I'm on my way. Btw, did you plan for me to be seated in the VIP area? I guess I'll find out when I get there. See you soon xo

After sending the text, I look in front of me to where Hye-shi is driving.

"Hye-shi?"

He looks at the rearview mirror towards me.

"Yes?"

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop earlier, but were you talking to your boss?"

"Yes," He says cryptically and doesn't seem like he wants to add anything more.

"Oh ok, do you work for Jenny?" I continue asking.

"No, I work for her cousin." He admits rather reluctantly.

"Right, she mentioned she invited her cousin to the concert."

"We're almost there. Do you know where you'll be seated?" He asks kind of in a rush to change the topic.

"I don't actually. I thought of just asking when I get there."

"You'll be seated in the VIP area. Here's the ID. Just show this and they will lead you to your seat." He says and hands me the ID when we pull at the stoplight.

'Uh, thank you" I grab the ID and put it in my purse in case I leave it in the car.

Not long, he parks the car in front of a building with red carpet covering the stairs that leads to the entrance

Surprised with the layout and photographers standing on the side waiting, I suddenly feel nervous and out of place. I have never walked on the red carpet before.

Just how big of a concert is Jenny directing?

My hands start to sweat. I check my phone for any texts from Jenny and I see one text from her saying, "When you get here, I need to talk to you ASAP."