Blue Hawaii! ❀︎ [Elvis]

Chapter 3 ❀︎ Pepsi Cola

Chapter 3 ❀︎ Pepsi Cola

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Hawaii, March 1961

Trixie glanced around as she heard a clock ticking on the wall. She was going to work for Elvis? How did this all happen? It was happening so very fast to. Not that she was complaining about working for Elvis.

Any girl in her right mind would jump at the chance to work for EP. Now here she was. Just waiting for that door to open, and look into those perfect baby blues. Her heart started racing to think about it. Her palms liked to sweat.

She glanced in his place so she might have something to brag about to Carly later on about being there. Elvis trailer was clean. Simple. It smelled good. She noticed there was a pack of spearmint bubble gum there.

Outfits labeled and hung up neatly for him. He had a bathroom and a shower in there. A mini kind of kitchen. Did people come in and cook for him to?? That amazed her. She got out her hairspray. Combs.

Had them ready and lined up for him. She even had two kinds of hair spray depending on what he liked on his perfect hair. She glanced at herself in a mirror there on the wall making sure her make up looked decent.

Suddenly the door opens. A gush of heat flows into the cool air conditioning trailer. Bright sun blinding her shaded eyes. She blinks trying to focus. As a man enters. A very tall broad shouldered man.

Slicked back dark black hair. Shiny red sunglasses covering his eyes. A Hawaiian printed red polo shirt on with pineapples splashed on it. With a v neck like showing a delightful amount of chest for the ladies to enjoy. White slacks hugging those perfected legs. And was he wearing flip flops?