To become a fine Gentleman

The Candidate

The sunlight that came through my window curtains landed on my eyelids causing me to wake up. I slowly sat up and laughed slightly seeing I was still in my Kingsman suit. I walked over to my dresser and grabs my hairbrush and began brushing my morning hair as I walked down the hallway to the living room. There I see my father already dress and ready to start the day with a cup of tea and a newspaper.

" Good morning father." I said while poring myself a cup of tea as well.

" Good morning Jessica." He replied in a sweet voice. I sat down at the dining room across from my father when my phone dinged. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw it was a text from Merlin.

' I just got a message from the talior and he says there is a young man here to see you and your father.'

I jolted to my feet still liking at my phone.

" Shit Eggsy!" My father put his newspaper and tea down and grabbed his umbrella and grabbed my glasses. I ran down the hall to my bedroom and grabbed my heels and ran back out to the main part of the house I put my heels on and fixed my hair and little.

" Ready?" My father asked. I reached for my glasses in my pocket and felt nothing I was about to say something until my father had a hand outstretched and my glasses were in his plam. We laughed slightly and I put them on as we walked out the door. We raced to Kingsman talior. I walked up the steps and opened the door and felt my heart brake a little. Eggsy was standing there but when he turned around he had a split lip and a small bruise on his cheek ( I know this doesn't happen in the moive but bare with me). A felt my fist clench as I moved closer to Eggsy. I dropped the idea of asking him why happened not knowing if it was a sensitive topic or not. I spaced out a little while my father talked to Eggsy and the talior but my mind was brought back to reality when a hand softly rested it self on my shoulder.

" Are you ok love?" Eggsy asked sweetly. I smiled and looked at him and almost got lost in his eyes... again. But not wanting to do anything stupid I snapped out of it and spoke.

" Perfectly fine Eggsy." I looked over at my father before he nodded and we walked towards fitting room One. The door closed and my father spoke.

" What do you see?" He asked standing next to Eggsy who was standing in front of three body length mirrors.

" Someone who wants to know what the fuck it going on." A small laugh escaped Eggsys lips and a slightly smile formed in the corner of mine.

" I see a young man with potential. A young man who is loyal. And who wants to do something good with his life." My father said with a small smile. Turning to face Eggsy completely I asked him.

" Did you ever see the film Trading Places?"

" No."

" How about Nikita?"

" Pretty Woman?" Eggsy asked laughing a little.

" My point is that the lack of a sliver spoon has set you on a certain path... but you needn't stay on it. You can prepare to adapt and learn, you can transform." I stated strongly as Eggsy looked at me in the mirror.

" Like ' My Fair Lady'?" He said with a bit of playful voice.

" Well, you're full of surprises." I smiled.

" Yes, like ' My Fair Lady'." He smiled and turned his head to look at me. We both broke out into a small laughing fit until my father cleared his throat to get our attention.

" Only, in this case, I'm offering you the opportunity to become a Kingsman tailor." Harry said still looking in the mirror.

" A tailor?" Eggsy asked sound a bit sarcastic.