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Chapter 2

The girls just got out of esmée's aunts car that her aunt parked in the underground parking lot, which was under the apartment complex. from the outside the complex looked very chique. it looked kind of old-school, but at the same time it looked very modern. on the top was a sort of dome. from the pictures esmée and larissa saw, they figured it was probably the living room of the penthouse apartment which had a gigantic living room/hall which had a round ceiling made of of glass.
        'holy shit this apartment is so cool ! and the furniture ! everything looks so cool !' esmée said in full excitement. she tends to say things look cool to make other people feel better, but this time it was a hundred percent true. she actually thought this penthouse looked really cool. like she could actually live here for, for pretty much her entire life.
        'it does ! oh my god, it is beautiful. thank you,' larissa said, turning towards esmée's aunt and giving her a thanking smile.
        'you're welcome. i live just outside la. it is just ten minutes with public transportation. and about twenty minutes walking. i left all my phone numbers and other information on the dining table in the dining room which is to your left,' julia, esmée's aunt, said.
        the two girls looked to their left and, there was the dining room. the entrance was just an open wall, no door.
        'i have to leave right now. go to work. but i will text you later today to see how it went. just text me when you guys need anything. have fun. and i will see you sometime later,' julia gave esmée a quick hug and she gave larissa a quick hug too before she walked out of the penthouse apartment, back to her car.
        esmée and larissa both started to explore the apartment, together. the first part they went to was the kitchen. the fridge was filled with foods they both liked and some other foods, mostly some basic american stereotype of food. the kitchen was pretty big and had overall whites and greys. the countertop was made of beautiful white and grey marble, so was the top of the kitchen island. all of the kitchen cabinets, hanging or under the countertop were a beautiful shade of light grey.
        right above the kitchen island was a big sort of construction which had all kinds of pans hang on them. on top of the island was a rack with a lot of spices, most of the spices were asked by by esmée.
        the two of them explored the house a little more until it was already six o'clock and they started to get a little hungry.
        'do you wanna cook ?' larissa said, looking up from her phone to esmée who was sitting on the other side of the white, with grey and black pillows and some blankets covered, cloud couch. as soon as they sat down on the couch they instantly realised this might be the most comfortable couch in the entire world.
        'no, i am actually kinda jet lagged and thus too tired to cook,' esmée removed her earplugs from her ears and layed them down on the big, square glass salon table. well, it wasn't really made out of glass. it was morea glass square, held together by a rose coloured steel. on top were some plants and some coasters.
        'then order pizza ?' larissa sat up straight on the couch, placing each one of her hands on both sides of her legs.
        'i saw a pizza place down the street. we can just walk there ? it is probably not even five minutes away.'
        'fine. let's go get some pizza.'

Esmée suddenly got up and sat straight down on the floor, which she was laying on previously. she layed the pizza slice in the box she had put on the couch and scooched over to larissa who was sitting across from the dining table.
        'what is it ?' larissa sighed with a mouth full of pizza.
        it was already seven o'clock. the waiting for the pizza took longer then expected. apparently it was a pretty famous pizza house.
        'they're coming here, to la. they're gonna give show here next week. or weekend,' esmée showed larissa her phone, it was opened on instagram and had a post on it from a band the two best friends really liked : "why don't we".
        'really ? oh my god. we should see if we could get tickets ! maybe limelight ?!'
        'i already ordered the tickets. before i showed you.'
        'how did you pay for it ? i will definitely pay you back, don't worry, but how did you pay it ? i had no idea you had a job.'
        'i don't really have a job. but i write columns and translate stuff from english to dutch, german to dutch, french to dutch and easy spanish to dutch, and also sometimes the other way around. it is actually quite fun to do and pays really well actually.'
        'that sounds like just a job for you.'
        'because it is. kind of. for each word you get from two to sometimes seven dollars.'
        'that does pay well. but when is it exactly ?'
        'next weekend, saturday. it starts at eight, but for limelights it starts at seven fifteen. to get the half an hour before and the other stuff that happens when you're a limelight.'
        'but wait when does princeton, la start ? i have my first appointment with the model company that saturday, but it's around four. they said i'd be done around five-thirty maybe even earlier and when shit goes wrong at latest six o'clock.'
        'it doesn't start for another week. the monday after the concert it'll start. but this week there are introductions and kind of the basic stuff. and school isn't on a saturday.'
        'i don't know how american schools or uni's works.'
        esmée softly chuckled before grabbing her pizza slice and leaning against the most comfortable couch ever.