Chapter 2: Meeting

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She had spent the entire weekend writing the script, one as a whole, then one for Jordan and the lead actress, Marisa.

She had a meeting with Jordan tomorrow. She had watched Grease and implemented some things from the movie into the video. 

She was excited for Jordan to read the script and see if that's what he wanted. They were going to dress Marisa like a plain girl no makeup with a uniform on. When he walked past her, he wouldn't even see her.

Then, dress her up to be hot. She would walk over to him with a cigarette in her hand. Stub it out with the toe of her shoe just as Sandy did in Grease. 

They would work the choreography of dance moves into several parts of the video. He was at the carnival with friends.  

Jordan seemed so quiet and shy. Even tho he is a pop star. He is more reserved, and she had noticed that at their first meeting. 

She and Jackson relaxed and watched a movie on Sunday evening. He had been her assistant for several years, and they had quickly become friends.

Since he is very feminine, they get manicures and pedicures together. They do weekly facials at their shared apartment. She is living with her best friend. Currently, he is her only relationship. 

It's nice living with Jackson; they cook together, watch movies together, and work together. Her life is very boring when Jackson's not around. 

It's Monday, and they are getting ready for work. He cooked their breakfast, and she sat down and ate really quickly.

They both grab their bags. She makes sure she has the files and scripts in her bag. They head out the door and off to work. 

When they arrive at the office, she goes into Darren's office and shows him the whole script. He reads through it.  

"Good job, Sam. I'm sure he will love it. So, you and he will be in your office. I have another meeting today in the conference room. It came up last minute with Adidas."

"Okay, that's fine. I can make it work. Thank you, sir."

"You're very welcome. I really wish you would take me up on my offer and work with me full-time. Think about it: the offer stands. Today, tomorrow, and a year from now."

"Thank you, Darren. I will consider it, and I like there is no time limit. Have a great day." She got up and walked out of his office. 

She had considered his offer, but she would have to move from her apartment in Charlotte and her family. She was gone all the time anyway, but still, that was her home.

She had rented that apartment right after she graduated high school while she attended college. She loved her job, and if she took this one, the only time she would travel would be to shoot parts in other areas.     

She had broken up with her high school boyfriend, Chris, two years ago. They had built a life together; he moved in with her, and they were engaged. 

He came in one night and just ended their relationship. He broke up with her six months before their wedding. She was heartbroken and devastated. They had been together for seven years. They went to prom together, she lost her virginity to him, and she had thought they would be forever. 

She saw him out two weeks after he broke up with her with Stacy Hill. They were all over each other. She knew he had been cheating on her and later found out he had knocked Stacy up. That is why he broke up with her because he couldn't hide the baby. 

She walked over, slapped him across his face and threw her drink in Stacy's; she walked away, never looking back. 

Her friends told her Chris was a douche for how he had hurt her. She had given him everything, and he had only given her pain. 

Since then, she has not had a relationship and wasn't interested in one. She never wanted to feel pain like that again. She would tell guys she wasn't looking for anything serious but just some fun. She dated the same guy sometimes for dinner and then back home for some fun."

No one stayed the night at her house. Her number one rule was always no overnights. Those were her rules, nothing intimate like cuddling.

She made sure everything was in order. Catherine had brought two bottles of water in, and she had her coffee. She sat at her desk, and when Jordan arrived, they would sit on the couch and go over any changes he wanted to make. 

Catherine knocked on her door. Mrs. Baker, Mr. Knight is here."

"Thank you, Catherine. Please, come in, Mr. Knight; you may sit on the couch." She walked over and joined him.

"Please, call me Jordan. Mr. Knight is my father."

"Okay, Jordan. So, this is a whole script from start to finish of the video. I promise it looks longer than the video will be. I watched Grease this weekend and included your ideas. Here is the headshot of the lead actress who will be in the video if you approve of her. Read through it and let me know if there are any changes you would like to make."

"Thank you." Jordan started reading through the script, and he smiled at certain parts. She started reading another project they had coming up. 

This project would take two or three weeks, and she received an email this morning from DSS stating when she finished with her last project here, she was going to California to work on a movie. 

"This looks perfect. I saw the parts from Grease you included. So, when do I meet the actress and when do we start rehearsing? I have been working with a choreographer for the dance moves, and he has a team that was rehearsing with us, so they already know the steps."

"Okay, well, that would save me from having to hire dancers, and we can start the rehearsals tomorrow morning and shoot the video on Sunday. Marisa is flying in this evening. Will five days be enough time to rehearse?"

"Five days will be plenty of time for me and the dancers. Will you be with us at rehearsals?"

"Yes, either me or my assistant, Jackson, will be there to ensure it's going right. Darren will only show up on the day of the shoot."

"Great, I look forward to seeing you tomorrow."

"Okay, here is the address for rehearsal. Let's say nine, and if you can get your dancers there, that would be great. I will need a full list of names so they can be paid for their time."

"Sure, nine sounds great, and I will get you a list. Thank you, Sam; it has been a pleasure meeting you." He shook her hand but held onto it a little longer. 

She pulled her hand back, "You as well, Jordan. Have a great day." He smiled at her as he stood up and left. 

What the hell was that? He held onto her hand way past the handshake and that smile. No, sir, you are not going to play me with that smile and those dimples.          


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