"h..hello" I spoke into the telephone which was pushed against my ear so hard I could hardly hear myself, I heard a click and then a woman named Fraya Adams introduced her company
"hello this is Vivienne Westwood's secretary Freya Adams here. How can I help?"
"h..hello this is Iz...Izzy Holland here, I have an appointment with Vivienne...w..Westwood I would like to talk to her about." I stumbled out into the strangled phone, that was increasingly becoming part of my head under all the pressure I was forcing upon it.
"okay that can be arranged but unfortunately I will have to put you on hold for a few minutes as she is currently on the phone." her English accent - which was clearly being made to sound more English than any normal English commoner that you'd hear walking the streets of England, squealed down the phone.
"okay that's fine, I'll be here waiting when she's finished her call."
There was another click and some cheesy pop music played down the phone line.
One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha, I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha
I will drive past your house
And if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around
One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'll getcha, I'll getcha
One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna metcha metcha metcha metcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna metcha, I'll metcha...
I had started to nod off now, I'm telling you I honestly hate one direction! My friend, Hailey back in Whitley Bay had bags and phone cases covered in Niall Horans face, she would fantasize about hee life living with him and having 101 children- she had even chosen their names! Honestly I thought it was a bit pathetic but what can I say! I have my own celeb crush on Ed Sheehan, he is amazing with a guitar and his voice just makes the song so much more meaningful and personal than any One Direction song.
"I can pass you over to Mrs. Westwood now miss. Holland" Freya's shrill voice cut me out of my day dreams.
"What?" then noticed what she had just said "Oh okay that's great thank you!" I responded, probably sounding all shaky even if she couldn't see me!
"Hello Miss Holland, this is Mrs. Westwood here."
I AM SPEAKING TO VIVIENNE WESTWOOD....! hang on a minute I need a minute to get over this..
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"I'll see you there! Bye!" I spoke into the phone half an hour later and by the feel of things I was a lot more relaxed and had once again gained feeling into my fingers as they placed the phone back into the phone holder, making a bleep noise.
I don't know why I was so scared in the first place, I mean she is so nice and easy to talk to its unbelievable! We had spoken for 33 minutes and 57 seconds exactly- I got this from the phone screen, and in those minutes we had formed a civil bond and had chatted but also arranged to meet up again on the 17th of July!
Only 15 days until I will be meeting the infamous queen of fashion herself!
AHHH I AM SO EXCITED!
"So spill the news!" said a excited Louise with a questioning Oliver behind her, as they walked into the living room.
" What news?!" I said pretending not to know what she was talking about.
"Vivienne Westwood was just on the phone to you and your trying to get away with acting like it's no biggy?!"
"Okay... well we have arranged to meet on the 17th in London at her office and we will discuss plans after that for me modelling for her!" the words falling our my mouth in a matter of seconds before Louise ran into me tackling me into a bear hug.
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sorry it has been a while since the last update! iv been really busy but have been told by a friend I'm doing good writhing this so I thought Id carry the story on!
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Teen Fiction"what's going on?!" is a story about Izzy Holland a girl who lives in a small town in the North of England called Whitley Bay, she lives with her mother and hasn't had a man in her life until Mark a multi-millionaire strides into her life. She finds...