Our Summer In Paris

1st Meeting

*Candace Pov*
(Candace,Hazel)
"CANDACE! Didn't I tell you to call me when you landed?" "Haz. I'm sorry. I had to hurry up or I was going to miss the train."  "Why didn't you call me on the train?" "Because it was to loud. Are you done because i have to go." "Where?" " I'm going to meet Ms. Francois." "Oh. Well I will leave you to it. Love u."
"Love u to."
I put my phone back on my night stand and get out of bed. I put on a black pencil skirt with a white blouse tucked into the waistband, a black blazer and nude heels. I curled my hair and darkened my makeup. I grabbed my phone, purse and my folder with all of my important documents. I walked out and hailed a taxi.

"Where you going?" I looks at the email that Ms. Francois sent me. "Paris Daily" I said. He nodded and then pulled out from the curb. We were there in 20 minutes. "$30." He said as soon as I got out. I passed him the money and drove off. I looked up at the building towering over me. It's weird, Paris is like two different cities. One is all of the older building and the other is all of the newer buildings. I walked into the building. Like actually walked into it. What a great start.

"Hello, I'm Chelsea how may I help you today?" I finally made it to the front desk without any more accidents. "Hi. I'm here to see Ms. Francois." Her face lights up. "Your Candace Davis?" I nod my head. Chelsea gets up. "Come with me."

She leads me down the main hallway. She pressed the up button of the elevator. We finally get to the top floor. Chelsea leads me down an all glass hallway. As I looked at each office I imagined myself working here or somewhere else. Maybe even run my own journalism company. At the end of the hallway was the biggest office. On the door it said Ms. Francois on the door.

"You can go in. She's been waiting for you." Chelsea says as she pushes me to the door. I knocked on her door. "Come in"
I walked in to be meet with a long slender woman. Her blonde hair was in a tight bun. She was wearing a navy pantsuit and black heels. "Ms. Davis, so nice to finally meet you." Her French accent was thick. "Same here." I replied. She motioned for me to sit down.

"Now let's talk about your future."