"Thank you" is all I say to the lady at the front desk, I feel as if all you can hear is the noise of my pointed stiletto heels. I enter the elevator nervously waiting for me to arrive on the 9th floor 6...7...8...DING! 9, I'm here.
I tell the man at the desk I have an appointment with Scooter Braun and all he says is "mmmmhm" not even paying attention to me, I take a seat until it is time.
During this time I should introduce myself my name is Leslie Velasquez, Im 20 years old and I moved to Los Angeles about 3 years ago. I have long jet black hair, green eyes, and I'm 5'2, I moved to LA to become a fashion designer but honestly I think I should put that on hold. "
LESLIE VELASQUEZ!!!" the rude man yells while obnoxiously clicking his pen, yeah I say and all he does is point at Scooter's door, I get up and while I enter I hear him call me a bitch.
"Hello Ms.Velasquez, please have a seat" Scooter says while shaking my hand. I take a seat and watch him look over my resume and once he finished he begins explaining to me that I have been hired as Justin Bieber's new assistant, once he said those words a big kool-aid man grin appeared on my face I was so happy. I shook his hand and thanked him, he told me that I started the next day at exactly 5am on the dot.
I left the office and that rude man states "Honey, you did not get that job, nobody would hire you."
"First, I got the job and why don't you take that pen and shove it up your ass!" I gave him a smile and walked away.
I step into my loft and I automatically I drop myself on the couch, I think to myself how long this day been and how hungry I am. I order some pasta from the local Italian restaurant while I was waiting I decided now would be a good time for a shower, I stepped in the hot shower feeling relaxed as the hot water hit my body, I washed my hair, face, and scrubbed my whole body down.
I step out and put on my robe as I exit the bathroom, the doorbell rings perfect timing I say I give the man his money and he gives me my pasta. Before I eat I went to my closet and picked out my wardrobe for tomorrow.
I picked out a black blazer, white crop top, 90's boyfriend jeans, and a pair of black jordans. I realized that is was 12:56 and I had to sleep, I quickly ate and went to bed.
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The Assistant *Being Edited*
FanfictionLeslie is 20 Years old and has just been asked by Scooter Braun to be Justin Bieber's new assistant. As Leslie begins her job she finds out that everything is not as amazing as she thought it would be.