Mr. Billionaire Boss (RE-WRITING IN PROGRESS)

Chapter__5

~Rose~

Waking up is worse. And when it's almost six in the morning, that's even worse.

The reason why I'm awake is that Lissa is. I love her too death I do but come on at six in the morning.

This is because she had to go to the bathroom and decided to wake me up when she got back. Sometimes I think she's getting back at me for what I did to her last month(I scared her when she was making some dinner. It wasn't my fault that she had her headphones on and I just walked up to her to ask a question). It was hilarious too.

But back to the point. So here we were sitting on the watching Once Upon A Time.

"Previously on Once Upon A Time-"

"You know they don't have to put that on there when we are watching it." She said, taking a sip of coffee.

"Yeah, I know, but we watch the full season not weekly," I said, looking at my phone then back up to the TV. I haven't opened the text that Tyler sent to me. I'm debating if I should tell Lissa about it or not.

"This is true."

We are on the last episode of the third season about to start the fourth season of it when Lissa's phone went off.

"Hello." She said, not even looking to see who it was.

"Right now? But it's-. Yes, I understand. Okay, see you soon." she said.

"What's going on?" I asked, pausing the episode.

"Well, I have to go to the studio because someone to tell me that I had a photoshoot today. And I'm supposed to do a wardrobe for the person. Want to come along so I won't be bored?"

"Sure, why not? I have nothing else to do," I said, getting up.

"Sweetness. By the way, you can borrow some of my clothes."

"Um, why?" I asked, confused."

"What were you going to wear?" she asked, knowing the answer. I was going to wear a T-Shirt, jeans, and some converse. I didn't need a jacket because it was getting to be summer.

"Whatever you pick out," I said nervously.

"That's what I thought." She said, walking into her bedroom. I followed her.

Liss works at the most prominent magazine company here in New York. She works in the fashion industries; she has to keep up with all the latest trends and do wardrobe for the photoshoots that her magazine does. Sometimes I get to go along with her just because I can and if there needs to be extra help. Lissa is the best of doing her job, and most of all, she loves it. And with the promotion, she is going to be doing more things. But the only thing is that you have to dress as you belong there, and I do not, but it's still fun to dress up and pretend that you work there.

Knowing Lissa, she will go overboard with this.

Walking into my room and finding that Mr.Snugglesworth is lying on my bed. Coming out of the bathroom after taking a quick shower, I see the clothes that I will be wearing today. Yelling a 'thank you' to Lissa. I get ready. There was a rose t-shirt, with a long sleeve coat that was an olive green color. I had a pair of H&M Ankle jeans, that are my favorite. Lissa had a pair of lace-up platform chunky heel booties that I love. I never really wear heels, but today I will for her. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth before I do my hair. My hair was up in a bun (my hair is about to my shoulder blades so I can put it up in a bun or a short ponytail) — time for makeup. I don't like doing makeup, but I'll wear it for something special or just because I don't know how girls can have all of that makeup on their faces. I mean come on we aren't at a circus so don't be a clown. I think that I'm okay with doing my makeup. I a red smoky eye with some black liner. With the lips, I did a soft pink lipstick, and over that, I put the same lipgloss that was almost the color of the lipstick.

I walk out to see Lissa on the phone with someone. So I grabbed my small silver hand purse and checked to see if I have everything that I needed. I had my phone, my phone charger, and my keys. Lissa got done with the phone call.

"Ready?" She asked.

"Yep," I said, walking to the door.

About a half-hour later, we got to the studio that the photoshoot was at people everywhere getting ready for the guy who was supposed to be here like an hour ago.

"I'm glad that I came," I said to Lissa. We were in the guy's dressing room, getting things ready when he decides to show up.

"I know me too. Now, what do you think about these?" She turned around and held up two ties. One was navy blue with white horizontal lines, and the other one was a moron color.

"I like the-"

"He's here, people!" someone said over the PA.

"Well, time for me to get out of here so you can do your thing."

"Alright. By the way, there're some seats by the makeup stands. You can sit down there until I need you to help." She said, getting the clothes that they're going to be wearing.

"Okay, I'll be there. I wonder if Shelly's here?"

"Yeah, she's helping out in makeup, I believe."

"Sweet! I'll see you soon. You know where to find me if you need me."

"Okay, bye."

As I walked out of the dressing room and heading to makeup, I saw Shelly walking with a clipboard in one hand and a phone in the other. I'm so glad that it was my day off and that I don't have to see him.

Finding the seats where I was going, the sit was comfortable. I have been here with Lissa so many times. I know like the back of my hand. I was finding the food table because all I had before we left the house was some lever over chips. I got a small plate and a bagel with some strawberry cream cheese on it and went to sit down.

The photographer was getting ready, and that meant the person was coming out soon.

'Yay, I get to watch someone get their photo taken. How lucky!'

But it wasn't just any person it was the one, the only Mr. Tyler Lambert himself.