The Real Chapter 1

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The Real Chapter 1

So I wake up at that usual routinic moment where the alarm rings and I get my 5′5″ tall body off the bed, go to the bathroom and take a quick shower, get out, comb my dark blonde hair, put it in the usual bun, look at the clock, realize I'm late, start rushing and moving rapidly, still need to make a sandwich which eventually ends up of me burning the toast, set off the smoke detector and get my ass to work.

The first person I see at work is my secretary Suzan. She's a good looking woman with light brown eyes, blonde hair, Tall body, young in age but with thighs of a pig (the only bad part of her).

"Good morning! Here's your schedule for today. You've got a client who has been in the waiting room for 15 minutes now. Can't you ever be on time?! Uh" Oh yea I forgot to tell you! Another bad part in her is that she needs some communication skill courses!

No I'm not a telemarketer! I'm a design engineer whose incoming has absolutely nothing to do with a normal engineer. So -unfortunately- no I don't get paid for my title. I'm called Emma McPelo (my mother is a shopaholic and a bad speller -which we'll get to later-) and I run a home and store designing service in Michigan.

"It is fifty dollars an hour right?" A voice called from the end of the room, I looked towards the voice and saw a really tall man with about thirty tattoos on each hand and three million piercings on his face and tongue. "No it is twenty an hour" I replied (ok, of course I didn't say that! I mean I really need the money after all!) So "yes it is" was my real answer and I gestured him to my desk. "Have a seat" I said. He obeyed and we started talking, he didn't turn out as bad as his face told you he was, and he turned out to be one of those high business men who owned a bunch of skyscrapers and He wanted me to design them all!

"It's been really nice meeting you Emma" -I don't know why he looked so familiar to me-

"was a pleasure meeting you too Tyler Frawne" I replied.

"So will I see you tomorrow so we can talk things over? "Replied Tyler with a smile

"Three P.M. at samba restaurant" I said and he left. By now it was 9:30A.M already, I went up to go and pick something to eat when Suzan came. "There's someone on the phone for you and don't take all day because I've got work to do!" I rolled my eyes and went to pick it up.

"Hello Emma McPelo speaking"

"Hello Ms. McPelo this is the judging group from La Boutique for clothes designing"

-what?! .... Oh yeah that was a competition I participated in about a month ago ... I'll tell you about it after this phone call-

"Oh yes, nice to hear from you again, how can I help you ?"

"We would like to congratulate you for winning the best clothes designed in our yearly competition of Michigan"

-Well that was obvious since all the participants were 7-

"YAY! I can't believe I won! Woo-hooo!" I said with a big grin on my face.

"It was an awesome achievement;" we're all proud of it and your prize is ..... a trip to luxurious Paris! To meet the worlds famous designer Jacques Lefévre"

-Who?!Even though I didn't know who this verfra guy is, I really am very excited!!"

"OMG, Thanks, Thank you very much"

"Ok then, a meeting has been scheduled for all the winners tomorrow at 3P.M. with the top judge so we can sort some things out and tell you when your trip will take place."

"Sure thing, see you then!"

"Congratulations again. Bye"

So your still wondering what all this is about aren't you!? My friend Kate Trinter told me about a competition last month which lets you design clothes depending on the theme the judge gives you over three days. Every day you had to design an outfit. First day theme was Prom, Second day was Pajama and third day was African style which was the hardest since I know no Africans neither have I ever been there! I still can't believe I'll be going out of Michigan for the first time of my life.

I waited for it to become 15:30 and went quickly home (without actually driving by Burger King take-away) to call Kate and tell her about all this. I picked up my phone to call her hoping she won too

"Hello"

"Oh hey Kate, How Are you doing?"

" Just great. Thank you, and you?"

"I can't be feeling better; I just got a call from the judging group of La Boutique and I'M GOING TO PARIS!!"

"OMG, EM that means were going together! So we'll be meeting you tomorrow at 3 P.M."

"Sure we ________ won't! Ahh I totally forgot, I'm meeting someone at 3 for work tomorrow"

"Oh, but what will you do now? I could tell them that you can't come tomorrow when I go and that I'll tell you everything if you want"

"I hope they won't mind. I'll try to call them tomorrow morning and I'll tell you what happens with me"

"okay, will be waiting, see you soon...Byee"

I hung up and put everything down, wore my tracksuit and went out to do my daily walk. I haven't thought of anything since really long, it was nice having something on mind after all this time, but I could still not make up my mind; should I go to Tylers meeting or to the judges one?! if only I had asked for Tylers business card or something, but the thought about what a wonderful trip it would be travelling with Kate was much more comforting.

But it was the worst decision

I've ever took in my life...

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