Dangerous Women.

chapter 3. photo shoot required.

Clarke's pov

Walking down the streets of newyork on my way to work I went over everything that happened yesterday. I can feel my stomach in knots. I kept asking myself over and over again, 'why did you give into temptation?' Maybe if I would have just walked out of her office things wouldn't be the way it is today.

After turning the corner my gaze stood proudly over the tall white building with glass windows and mini billboards of clothes I helped design glued to the wall. I smiled to myself sticking both hands into my mid-length off-white Burberry rain coat. (Seeing as it called for it since it was just about to rain again.) I was definitely proud of my job, 100% but Today is definitely going to make it a lot harder.

My attention is taken away from the building when I feel someone standing next to me also staring at the same thing I was. "Crazy isn't it?" I smiled seeing my good friend miller looking up and down the 'fashion tower' as he calls it. "Even more crazy inside." I say trough sigh. Looking back towards the tower. After a few seconds as if on Que we both cross the street and enter into the building.

On the way up Miller and I were going over some idea's. When we entered into the elevator he pressed the number of our floor then leans against the wall. "So what happened yesterday?" My eyes widen and my eyebrows shoot up. I was trying to search his features to see if he knew anything. 'Has no idea.' I say to myself calming my worries. "What do you mean?" I asked back. "Yesterday you got called into lexa's office, and didn't leave until an hour later. Just thought it was something important." He saids shrugging his shoulders. 'Was it an hour?' I count in my head. I quickly remember Miller is waiting for a reply. "Nothing important just some design idea's for vogue today." I let out surprised at my own lie. The elevators doors open and we exit.

"Your late." An irradiated echo said from her desk. "Luckily I don't work for you echo so its all good." I say giving her a fake smile at the end of my sentence. She sticks her tongue out as if shes grossed out and rolls her eyes. "Bitch." I hear miller right beside me whisper trough giggle. Soon we make our way to our cubes.

"I hate to be her hair stylist...so many snakes..very hard to tame." I say laying my design folder on my desk and sitting after removing my coat. I hear miller laugh sitting in the cube next to me. "I don't know about hair stylist but totally wouldn't enjoy being with her...to much pressure for one person." We both giggle at how uptight echo is.

(2 hours later.)

Miller and I focused all our attention on our computers. Fully concentrated on new looks. Even old looks. Anything that made sense but at the same time didn't...our attention was tooken away when a familiar voice was shouting.

"OKAY EVERYONE LISTEN UP!" I saw the short petite girl known as 'harper.' Standing in the middle of the work place. She waited until chatting, ringing telephones, and keyboard typing stopped to continue her interruption. "Boss lady has a meeting with vogue in 3hours. Everyone needs to get there shit together! We need to land this deal! Understood!" She yells causing immediate "Yes"'s to erupt. "Griffin, miller, fields up stairs now lexa needs to speak to yous." My face immediately turns pale when harper said the last part. The very last thing I want is to see her! Especially right now! "Clarke you coming?" Miller saids standing next to me with Trisha fields right beside him. I shake all mental debates from my head and reply. "Uh-yeah..yeah just a second." I know they can tell im nervous. I was Shuffling around in my chair looking for my pencil and notepad. After finding it I stand to my feet becoming eye level with them. "Let's go." I say nervously.

We sat us three in the elevator. An awkward silence was becoming more and more noticeable. Probably because I was blankly staring at the ground and biting my nails. I was nervous about seeing her yes ill admit it. It was only hours ago I was sitting on the desk (we're about to have a meeting on) having sex with lexa tridega. Beautiful, sexy, smart, young billionaire Alexis tridega!...I must've been smiling while thinking because miller and trisha were looking at me weird. But I ignored it.