Girl Meets Songstress & SuperModel(one-shot)

Prologue

Taylor Swift from town of Berks County, Pennsylvania, the United States of America, the continent of North America, Western hemisphere, the Earth, the solar system, the galaxy, universe. The mind of God.

And in the middle of all of it, is her family, her music and and her fans, because they are the center of the universe.

At least, that was what she thought.

Act One, Scene One

"Again, some so call musician sues you, claiming you stole his lyrics. Why do I always have to deal with this kind of stuff."Tree threw her folder on the desk and gazed at Taylor who was standing aside, with her phone in her hand. But in Tree's mind this wasn't a big deal, at least it was way more easy to solve, comparing to her boss's "love affair".

"I'm sure you can handle this perfectly, as always, you are the best~"Taylor smiled, not worried about the case at all.

"Only one situation I have to inform you: our lawyer is on her vacation in Europe now and won't be back in 2 weeks, so I found a new one for you. She is good I believe but maybe you should meet her in person and discuss about the case."Tree picked up a business card from her pocket and handed it to Taylor.

Topanga Matthews Esq.

Brown Elliot Law Firm

Taylor googled this name on her phone swiftly. She was not only graduated from New York University School of Law, but also was the junior partner of this law firm."OK, I will meet her. Would you please make an appointment for me?"

"Already done, she will be at this address every night after 7:30 pm. you can meet her whenever you want, and I will make sure no paparazzo would be around." Tree fetched out another business card to Taylor.

Topanga's Bakery

Greenwich Village, Manhattan

Interesting, this lawyer lady is alumna of Karlie and owns a bakery. So she must be as a nice person as Karlie. Taylor thought to herself.

"And FYI, She is already married and have two kids, so don't worry. if she would steal Karlie from you. Now I have a meeting, bye."Tree joked while getting up, took her purse and left, leaving Taylor kinda dumbfounded alone in her office.

Act One, Scene Two

It was nearly eight o'clock in the evening. Greenwich Village was shrouded in bright moon light as well as colorful neon. Streets were still crowded with people. Taylor rolled down the window of her black SUV, let the warm breeze kiss her face. While waiting for the red light, she texted to Topanga.

"Hi It's Taylor, I'm coming now, hope I won't make a scene."

"It's my honor to have you at my humble place. I'm closing early today so don't worry."

The driver pulled up near a small garden. Taylor got out of the vehicle and found the "Topanga's" signboard at first sight. She walked quickly through the garden, knocked on the green wooden door beside the shop window.

"Come in." A dynamic voice answered. Taylor walked in. The was no costumer, just a fair women in her mid-thirties, stood with another beautiful blonde at bar counter. They were focused on checking the account book .