I woke up fifteen minutes before six. First morning in LA, eh?
I got up, and immediately went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for myself.
Oh, I miss my mom.
I took a bath after that, then spent almost an hour trying to put something on my face. Talking about make-up.
My curly hair looks perfect today. Hmm. Good hair day, huh.
I chose to wear a blue girly blouse. I am actually comfortable wearing this with my black skinny jeans, and this cool boots my mom bought me last Christmas.
I glanced at the mirror once more before I finally went outside.
**
I arrived at the Simpson Studios 7:30AM.
"So this will be my working place," I read my mind.
The office of the Mr. Bradley Edwards is located on the 14th Floor.
I was already in the elevator and the door was about to close when I heard a voice from the outside.
"Yes, we are here," it said.
And then the door closed.
When I reached 14th floor, a lady who seems to be in her 30s and wearing a corporate attire approached me.
"Good morning, Miss Evans" she spoke.
"Good morning,"
"I'm Rose, secretary of Mr. Bradley Edwards. Welcome to Simpson Studios. Let me show you the way to Mr. Edwards,"
"Oh, thank you."
And we headed to Mr. Edwards' office.
Rose opened the door for me.
"Thank you Rose," I said.
"You're welcome Miss Evans, you may come in,"
"Kelly. Just call me Kelly," I smiled to her.
"Have a good day, Kelly," she smiled then left me.
I entered Mr. Edwards' office.
It smells like a coffee shop. Uhmmm.. Coffee.
"Good Morning, Miss Evans," Mr. Edwards greeted me.
"Good Morning, Mr. Edwards," I responded.
"Have a seat, Miss Evans,"
"Thank you," and I took a seat.
"So Miss Evans, welcome to Simpson Studios. I am Bradley Edwards, and you may just call me, Bradley," he said.
"Oh, okay, Sir Bradley, I mean, Bradley,"
It's kind of awkward not calling your boss "Sir"
Well, this would be good. I never had an employer, so it would be fine to call my boss by his name.
"So you worked as a freelance photographer, eh?" he spoke.
"Yes, I actually have a team,"
"I know you applied as a photographer and videographer here, and we hired you, but -" he was interrupted when the door opened.
It was Rose. She entered the room and said,
"They are here, Bradley."
"Okay. Let them in," Bradley said.
I accidentally dropped the pen I was holding when I saw who just arrived.
"Good Morning, Bradley,"
"Good morning, Alex," Bradley said and they gave each other a bro-hug.
It was Alex - Alex Ziabko. Heck, Greyson Freaking Chance's manager!
I am screaming inside. I can feel my cheeks started turning to red.
It is Greyson Chance's manager. Wait, is Greyson here, too?
I cannot believe my eyes.
"Where is he?" Bradley asked Alex.
He? Who is he? Is it Greyson? Hey, talk to me. Omg.
"Hey, Brad," someone spoke behind the door.
Oh em
"Greyson!" Bradley greeted him.
"I thought you smoked again," Alex laughed.
"Nah, I am trying to quit it, remember? Hmm. This office smells like coffee," Greyson said.
Heck. Is this real? They are talking in front of me?
Alex and Greyson. They used to be just pictures on instagram, snapchat and twitter.
"Oh, sorry Miss Evans," Bradley remembered I exist, finally.
He better introduce me to these guys now. Omg.
"Alex, Greyson, have a seat please," Bradley said.
I looked at them. They sat on a long sofa in front of me.
I looked onto Greyson's face and oh my gosh, he freaking looked at me and he smiled.
Is this guy trying to kill me here?
"By the way, this is Kelly Evans. She will be a part of our team from now on," Bradley said. He is back on his seat, too, this time.
"Hi Kelly, I'm Greyson," Greyson stood and offered his hand to shake.
"Greyson - Greyson Michael Chance," I said, and we shook hands.
What the f* did I just say? Wait, did I just say his full name?
"Well, I am not surprised you know this guy," Alex stood, too, and offered his hand to shake.
I laughed, "It was my pleasure to meet the two of you," I spoke.
"Welcome to the team, Kelly," Greyson said to me.
"Now that you finally met each other, I guess it is time to work," Bradley interrupted our love story, I mean, our conversation. Haha.
"Oh, yea, of course," Alex said.
"The others are waiting inside," Bradley pointed his finger on the other door.
"That's the Simpson Hall," Greyson said to me.
Greyson and Alex went inside.
"Oh, Kelly, wait," Bradley stopped me.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Kelly, you will work as a video editor, I know you applied as a videographer and photographer, but I am hiring you as a video editor. I saw you have the skill, and we really need the best editor."
"Oh yes, it won't be a problem," I said.
And we all went to the Simpson Hall.
Come on! I will be working with Alex and Greyson Chance. No chill fam!
**
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