When Did I Become Adam Lambert's Intern?!

1st day on the job & I already got Coffee for my soon-2-be boss.

Glambi's POV
The next morning,I woke up at 7:30am in anticipation for my future. I head to my bathroom to take a shower. I take my toothbrush with a dollop of toothpaste that I just added to it. My mother taught me this habit for college so I wouldn't be late to class. We all have our weird habits,don't judge me.

After I finish my shower in 10 minutes,I quickly dried myself off and headed to my boudoir in my navy blue towel. I had my hair in a bun like I always do when I shower to keep my hair dry unless I wash it. Anyways,I went to my drawer,picked out my purple bra with black lace over it and matching underwear then I slipped on a pair of pantyhose socks. I walked to my outfit and put in on. I took out my small black and white zebra makeup bag and put on my Estee Lauder foundation,plum eyeshadow,black mascara and clear lipgloss. I put my hair in a low side ponytail on the left of my head and rested it on my body. I finished my look with my headband and watch,grabbed my purple Tory Burch tote bag,filled with my Louis Vuitton wallet,my Samsung Galaxy S 4 and my resume in a gray folder. I grabbed my keys and headed to my 2013 Acura ILX.

If you couldn't tell from half the stuff I own,my family is rich,so they provided me with name brand products since I was a baby. However,when I was 18,my parents,Layla and Tyrone Addams,tried to put me in an arranged marriage with some golfing friend of theirs who happened to be 46 years old. Since I didn't want to marry him for my family,I packed up my stuff,went to the bank to pick up my inheritance and ran away. After that fiasco,I went to Berkley,got my job from meeting my bosses in college through my sociology class,found my apartment and have been living peacefully since. The parentals come by monthly to persuade me to move back but I know that they just want me to come back to marry their now 52 year old friend.

Anyways,It's now 7:55am,so I decided to head to my friend,Celine's place so she could do my nails. Celine was my high school friend and became my dorm mate in college,so we've been good friends for 9 yrs now. She runs her own salon called Celi's Nails. Her salon doesn't open for another an hour and a half,but she's always there early so I could go in for a quick mani.

I get there at 8:05 and there she is,prepping the stations,like always. Celine is 5'4,a (natural) dark shoulder length redhead,brown eyes,pale porcelain skin,which I find ironic since we live in San Diego,and she's a bubbly ball of joy but she's a perfectionist when she works. Her mom passed away three years ago,which took a toll on her father,Lionel and her identical twin,Roselle,and her as well,but she stayed strong for her family. Her birthday is a month after mine. Her sister works there as a cashier and when needed,works in the waxing section of the salon. 

(Celine on the left and Roselle on the right)

I walked in the door,surprised to find the door unlocked,and saw Celine in a maroon short sleeve polo,light acid wash overall denim shorties and black espadrilles. Roselle was wearing a white button up with sleeves that reached her elbows,blood-red capris and black sandals with a 2 inch heel and sequined straps and matching bows in the center. Celine had her hair in a high ponytail while Roselle's hair was in a half up,half down style. The only way anyone could tell the difference between the two of them is the front of their hair. Celine has razor cut side bangs that went to the right of her face while Roselle has full bangs that she got done in another salon before they opened up this one. Their father moved to Tibet to get away from his heartbreak,so the twins barely see their father,but they know why he did this,so they never get mad at him.