Seeing the open elevator doors, Alice quickened her pace. Good, now she won't be late. To be late on your very first working day is, frankly, not an very good idea.
In the morning, Alice could not open her eyes, although she heard the alarm signal. She had to do something in her sleep, she was persistently looking for someone there, wandering in the early morning fog, being firmly convinced that this is now the most important thing in her life, much more important than some silly alarm clocks.
When she finally woke up, it was much later than it should have been. Abandoning of breakfast and makeup, hastily brushing her teeth and putting on the first jeans and a sweater that came to hand, Alice called a taxi. The car drove through dedicated taxi lane and came to the door in a huge twenty-eight-story dark blues parallelepiped, a building of business center, glazed of panoramic windows, five minutes before the start of the work shift. And now Alice, rejoicing in her luck, at the last moment slipped through the closing doors of the elevator.
However, as it turned out, there was nothing good about it. The elevator was packed, and a heavy jet of mismatched perfume immediately hit her face.
- Girl, why are you breaking into the elevator, do not see the "stars" are here!
Alice raised her head and saw Mark Megan, who curled with disgust hissilicone lips, painted with purple lipstick. He looked at Alice with undisguised contempt – new star of TV - famous... it is not clear who - a singer (without a voice),a showman (without a sense of humor), a model (with crooked legs). For some mysterious reason and in spite of common sense, Mark for a shot time has become immensely popular, appearing daily on TV screens. Several other celebrities were standing close to each other in the elevator next to him.
- Never mind, I will endure, - Alice answered calmly..
- She will be endure! –Megan snorted. - You might think you don't like being near the "stars"!
- This is a great honor for me, - the girl muttered indifferently.
She didn't need a conflict for any reason. Moreover, she noticed two more actors in the depths of the elevator, with whom she will to work on the set of the series. So stop! But it was him, one of these two, she was looking for today in her dream. She found him or not? Alice could not remember how her dream ended.
- Honour! – the "star", who had apparently been in a bad mood since morning, was not appeased. - You should pee with happiness that you met such people!
- If I pee, the elevator situation will not improve.
The "stars" laughed.
- Mark, leave the girl alone, we'll get there now.
- No problem, I'm just outraged by such disrespect, - Megan continued to mumble in displeasure. - You could use your chance to show your admiration, ask for an autograph...
The elevator doors opened, and Alice came out with a sigh of relief. Unfortunately, the "star" and everyone else also needed this floor. The whole crowd tumbled out of the elevator after her.
- So, impudent girl, would you like an autograph?
- Sorry, - Alice said in a low voice, realizing that her inner demons were gaining the upper hand. - I don't really want to offend you, but it is difficult for me to express my admiration for you, because I don't know who you are at all.
There were muffled chuckles, and red spots began to show through the thick layer of foundation on Megan's face.
- It's immediately obvious that you are from the province, - he hissed viciously, -from some hole.
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Doors are always open
General Fiction«Oh, if only, if only» ... Here's life would be if only... And what would life be like if we dared to enter those doors that were never locked for us? One thing is certain - by entering the open door, you will no longer remain what you were all thes...
