*** Kylie's POV ***
Today is my second day at work. Slipping on a black crop top, i pulled on an aztec style pencil skirt and put my blonde hair into a bun, leaving a few bits hanging down. Adding some long gold earrings and a gold rose ring, i done some natural make up and placed my black glasses on. Slipping on my black heels, i grabbed my bag and phone and left.
Soon i had arrived at Brooklyn's. Locking my car up i walked into the building and headed for my office. Opening the door i was greeted by Kyle, dropping off a skinny latte.
"Aw Kyle, thank you!" I squealed, hugging him.
"No problem. I've nearly finalized the plans for Milan. I just need to get the fashion schedule through so i can write up your schedule. It should be here today." Kyle explained and i nodded.
"Oh, did Rochelle give you the date for a meeting with Maria?" I asked as i sat down.
"Yes, its today at 1, so we've arranged to talk over lunch." Kyle replied.
"Ok, oh and i love the dresses." I winked and he smiled. Sitting at my desk, i carried on with the list of jobs. Tapping my freshly manicured nails against my computer mouse, the phone rang.
"Hello, Kylie Horan speaking."
"Kylie, its Conor, the main desk put me through to you like i asked." Conors chirpy voice said.
"Oh hey Con, how can i assist you?" I asked.
"Urm, can i pop and see you?" He asked.
"Course, i'll tell front desk to let you up." I told him and we hung up. Telling first desk to let him up, i arranged for a tag for him to be made. Half an hour later there was a tap at my door and Conor walked in, a huge bunch of Lillie's and roses in his hands.
"Morning!" He chirped.
"Oh my gosh! Conor!" I exclaimed, giving him a hug.
"You like them?" He asked.
"Nu uh. I love them!" I gushed and he smiled. Arranging for Rochelle to find me a vase, Kyle arranged the flowers and i placed them by my desk.
"So, hows the business going?" Conor asked as i made us both a coffee.
"Really well. Im going to Milan tomorrow for the fashion week." I told him.
"How long for?" He quizzed as a set down our coffee mugs.
"5 days. It's a big event. Im wearing one of my own dresses as well!" I beamed. Bringing the mug to my lips, i tilted the mug, warm coffee filling into my mouth.
"Well, good luck. Im so proud of you!" He stated and i smiled. We made small talk for around an hour before Conor announced he had to leave. Giving him a hug and saying goodbye, Conor left.
Sitting back at my desk i began my article for Vogue.
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"Kyle, do you have everything sorted for Milan?" I asked, as Kyle walked in to my office.
"Yes. Here's your copy of the schedule." He confirmed, handing me a pink A4 piece of paper.
"Thanks. When do we leave?" I quizzed.
"Two days, i've arranged transport to the airport. Be ready at 6am." He explained.
