The New Girl

Satan's Mistress

Could this day get any worse.

I cleaned myself up in the ladies room, I thank wet wipes for being so handy in cleaning stains and the cloth of my outfit that made my first day of work less of a living hell. The door opened and i quockly buttoned my blouse back, the least I expect to happen was making more scene.

I scremed as I saw a guy came in. I fixed my self and gave him the look. But I guess he didn't seem to get the message that he needs to get out.

"I think you've lost yourself...this is the ladies room." I told him dryly.

"Oops.. sorry." he said taking a step back, "You're that new writer?" he came back in.

"And you're still lost."

He grinned, "I'm James--your director." he offered his hand.

"I think this is not the best place and time for that."

"Ohh... I gotcha my little vixen. Well my office is three doors down to the left. I didn't know you want to take it to the next level." he took a step backwards  scanning me from head to toe and gave me a wink. "I'll set up." and before another word, he was gone.

Inhale.. Exhale..

I got outside and saw Bob runnin to me with an icebag, and placing it in my head. I wanted to tell him about the encounter I had with James, but he blabbed about somebody waiting for me. As we exit the side of where the props, and backgound were dumped, We were back at the frame the clean organize view of which was viewed through the television, the once colorful girl standing at the airport was dressed more formal, but a bright eye catching color was never absent.

"Oh my god. what happen to you?" Ashley came rushing towards me.

"Its fine, I just slipped."

"Okay--You are not in a good mood..." She trailed off.

"I'm sorry, its just--I think I was just harrased by the director."

"What? I told you to ignore and walk away from him! He didn't black mail you right?" Bob exploded trying his best to keep his voice low.

"I was trapped okay. I was cleaning myself up when he accidentally"  I used air quotes, "went inside the wrong restroom. I told him to get out and he said that he'll set up in his office."

"I knew it! I told him to stay with me so you can meet, but mister sweet talker told me that he was going to go grab a coffee!"

"I gather that this happens a lot--why doesn't anyone fire him?"

"His low cost demands..."

"Then fire the pervert. It is your show--its in your contract." then she pullednout a folder handing it to me. "I've been hearing a lot of complains about that guy since I got here. Its about time that somebody takes him down." she said with conviction.

***

Everybody gather up in the meeting room, except for one person. I asked somebody to get the guy as we proceed to the meet and greet and laying down the ideas. We were in the middle of a great premiere episode when the guy came in wearing a smirk on his face thinking like he was the king.

"Sorry if I'm late I was waiting for a private meeting with little miss sunshine ov--"

"Pack your things and go--you are no longer part of this team."

"Pssh." he walked towards me "its fine we could do it--" he was about to touch my hair when I insticntively took his hand and twisted it behind his back, making him parallyze.