chapter two

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"Kowalsky Elena"

But these secretaries that looks like a barbie badly made have never felt really? God that the little voices ...

"Kowalsky Elena"

"Fuck all.."

"Elena! Demeanor and elegance of."

Here, I had so much love for Jonathan when hate it when you take the role of mother.

" go and come out with a good job my love"

I hugged me as gently as possible ... our, in the end, it was love, pure and sincere.

"Kowal ...."

"FINISH."

Jonathan laughed.

I followed the barbie with the voice from dying duck down a hallway ...

I have a horrible feeling that here we have turned shining .... not end more.

The only detail that different and here we walk a kilometer parquet ... No because Barbie whore here was not already annoying enough no no .. I also listen the ticking of the springboards for what seems an interminable time.

"Kowalsky .... here please."

Thanks to the fucking barbie, let me also continue the trip alone ...

Ok.

Educated.

I recomposed.

Within.

I approached the desk where a woman, this Guerzo Ramona, on the 50in, passed well, he invites me to sit.

Well at least

this seems human.

"So ... Elena, welcome" she said.

"Oh....of course......well..... hi? er ... I do? You? Can? Go ahead ..." cowardly.

She smiled.

"Then I read Elena your resume ...I must say, to have only 24 have already done a lot. Really very"

She said, "while you were wearing a short-term studies I see here many jobs, waitress, clerk at a fast food order ..... but as you know, unfortunately, here the work is missing."

I knew it. Never a joy. Fuck ..

"But there is one thing that struck me here .... I read many names .... I suppose ... are groups? Music? Theater?"

but should be? .. he understood all thought I was their bitch .... Ramona, marry me!

Smiles, and happy surprise: "so far only bands. For them was doing small tasks and affiancavo more than anything else the manager ... I was a kind of assistant here."

"Oh ... and why not follow now?"

"I'll have happened to all colors swear, and leaves one and leave the other, now I think they trust all just me ... I do not know if I get the idea ..."

"And if you were asked today that anyone needs an assistant? What would you do?"

Burst into tears and I would make a monument, I thought.

"I would be already there to take care of what I will be asked. Really. And I do not go ... I have no more to be taken conto.Non I apologize." I said

"How are you with English?"

Huh?

"Hem would say .. fluid as the Italian ... but my father was Russian but he raised in London .... and me him, even as a child, it is always addressed in English. You would say that I manage."

"Get ready. I'll take care to inform and get in touch with them. I have been waiting for."

I? They? Waiting? me? Ramona no fucking acids not, throw it.

He must have seen the fear in my eyes, laughed, I type something on the computer, I turned the screen towards me .... and I saw them. Four boys. Thus, in the case.

Now it turns out that they are in an agency of hiring women were easy to see ...

"Elena ... these are the mod...hum..oh well are a group of musicians in London. They are currently having some

successful and are in high demand .. already have a collaborator, but their manager is found is all about a hit with several things to manage, too, so it requires the constant help of a collaborator ... the problem and that the boys and small tasks They are discovered and .... "

"When do I leave?"

demeanor to hell ...

"Elena ... you are fantastic! You make me smile heart of a child."

bam .... bah ok stumped I stumped her ..

And then those three words ..

"You will leave this Saturday."

Today is Wednesday ..

Heart sank.

A tear.

A smile.

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