Hang Onto Yourself

Hang Onto Yourself Part 3

Wednesday rolled round and Nova, wearing clothes she liked wearing, made her way over to her assistants office at Tottenham Court Road in Central London.

Nova had rented a small office space for Anna to work while Nova was off on tour. Somewhere she could concentrate properly on work while her mum was ill.

Nova was lucky that people didn't tend to notice her as much in a baseball cap, jeans and t-shirt, because people didn't expect to see her dressed like it. The other girls were much more girlie than Nova, and they would get recognised a lot when out and about while off duty.

She was wearing a thick leather strapped watch, chunky black earrings, matching thick silver chain bracelet and necklace. Very different to her "work clothes".

She swiftly walked into the building where her office was and took the lift up to the 4th floor. Nova checked her watch, she was very slightly early.

Time keeping was a thing for Nova, she hated people being late. Even friends meeting up for a get together, her OCD tendencies kicked in when things didn't go as they should.

The lift arrived at the top floor and the doors opened, she made her way to her office, walked through the open door and greeted Anna, "Hey Anna, how are you dear?" she moved round the desk and hugged Anna who seemed a little more excited than usual.

Anna was good at her job, Nova had hired her as her credentials were brilliant, but mostly because of how well they got on in the interview. Nova always knew were she needed to be thanks to Anna, and they had built a good working relationship.

"I'm good, how are you? Rested?" Anna asked, "Yeah, a lot better now I've slept for a couple of days", Nova responded.

"Like I said the other day, I have some things I need to go through with you..." said Anna, but Nova interrupted "Have you had any calls or emails from any...erm....anybody special?" "Well, yes actually I have and its really exciting, I was going to talk to you about it first. Look at this email."

Anna pointed at the computer screen. Nova began to feel a little nervous, hoping it was relating to David Bowie.

"Get this! I've had an email from David Bowie's personal assistant asking if a meeting can be set up between him and you. Were you expecting this?" enquired Anna, Nova explained the strange meeting they had the other night.

Anna began to feel excited for Nova and smiled "Well she's asking for us to call her, they are in New York, its just gone 9am over there, the email says we can call after 8am, so I can call now if you like?" Anna advised to Nova. "Yeah, put it on speaker but you do the talking, pretend I'm not here" Nova said nervously.

Anna dialled the number and after what seemed like 100 rings, which were actually only about 3 rings, "Bowie Residence, how can I help" answered a British accent, Anna had switched her professional persona on for the call "Hello there, my names Anna Evans, I'm Nova Hunter's PA. We've received an email from a Miss Corinne Schwab requesting to arrange a meeting".

"Oh yes, hello Anna, I'm Corinne, but call me Coco. Yes, David is very keen to meet with Nova" said Coco in a very friendly manor, she continued, "Now the only issue is, obviously David resides in New York these days, and he isn't due back to England until next month."

Nova tapped Anna on the shoulder, after glancing at the open diary Anna kept on her desk, turning the page to the next week to see what was written down, if anything at all. There was a big space of nothing from Sunday to Thursday.

Nova mimed to Anna "I'll go to New York" gesturing with her hands backwards and forwards then pointing to the gap in the diary.

"Thats no problem," said Anna, "I can organise for Nova to fly out as she has a gap in the diary from this Sunday to Thursday, if that's at all viable for David?" Anna stated matter of factly.