Butterflies

Trapped

"Love is like a butterfly: it goes where it pleases, and it pleases where is goes"

Sweat was practically dripping off my hand. My foot was tapping irritably on the marble floor. I glanced down the hall I was sat in. Honestly, even I could have decorated better. The walls were cream and long, nothing hung on them, except for one picture. It wasn't a large feature piece, but still caught the viewers attention. A blue monarch butterfly. Painted in water color, filling my heart with a light tingly sensation. Heels clicked down the hallway, the wearer walking towards me. Getting closer and closer. I fixed my eyes on my on the piece of paper in my hand...mumbling what I had written I myself. "My name is Elodie, I grew up in London, it's such an honor to be here in New York representing Live Energy here to you."
"Very nice, can we begin the meeting now...?" The piece of paper was still in front of my face, ideally hiding my cringe. I looked down to the floor. A red pair of Prada shoes, gleaming in the pristine hall.
I put the paper down and folded it into my bag, "Yes of course, my name is Elodie, it's such an honor to be representing Live Energy..." the woman held up her hand,
"I know, I heard you the first time, you missed the New York, London part though..."                            

" R..Right" I mumbled, the woman ignored me though, and strides on confidently, red heels tap,tap,tapping on the shiny floor. I followed her into a board room, full of very professional looking people, all displeased at my timing. I glared at the floor and hope they don't notice the scarlet red cloud that was floating towards my cheeks.....

"Miss Florine, please take your seat" The intimidating head of conference said  frustratingly, shooting me a glare, as I stand like a rabbit in the headlights in the middle of the well dusted room. The man across from me stole  a smirk as I slump into my chair, which is softer than I'd thought. Why was he smirking? I felt my cheeks flame red again and this time, he smirked  more evidently.

"May we begin?" The woman boomed , glaring at the man this time, making us both nod in cannon, both as fearful as one another. "Lovely" She strained a smile, and the most boring conference of my life began.

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We shook hands at the end of the conference, and all left  in different directions. "Thank God its over" I whispered under my breath. I'm not sure how much longer I would've lasted with that man making me blush. I mean it wasn't like he was cute or anything, with his dark curly hair, olive skin tone, prominent jaw line.......Who am I kidding? I turned fuchsia as I thought about him and strode  towards the door. My public embarrassment had come to an end for a day, or so I thought

"Miss Florine" The woman, who I now know as Vanessa Cowell called ,just as I was  making my run for it. I turned on my heels, almost tripping over. " For gods sake" I cussed as I grabbed the shiny railing to balance myself. "Get it together Ellie" I thought as I walked back to her, only making eye contact with those tomato ketchup shoes. With a few mental words of encouragement, I managed to make eye contact, despite the fact she was boring holes into my  pupil with her steely grey eyes.

"Have you forgotten something?" She inquired tauntingly. Had I? The keys to my apartment maybe? my phone? 

" Maybe the fact you will be working here for the next six weeks? The fact that you are representing your companies ideas to us? The fact that your entire company is relying on you  to get the job done?" She moved in closer, I could smell the sharp mint on her breath. It felt more like a gust of icy wind 

"I.." before I could even finish my sentence she interrupted me for the second time.

"Dont blame it on the jet lag.. rookie excuse" she rolled her eyes, and strutted down the long, plain hallway, that reminded me of a prison, before stopping in a doorway down the other end. Surely she could've talked to me abit closer? 

"I have to say Miss Florine, I'm not too impressed with you, but we'll make a good employee of you yet" she hosts, before disappearing into the room.

I gulp. I am well and truly trapped.