Mila Davis is an outcast living in 1978. An aspiring stylist and post graduate she is taken on as an assistant stylist to a well known band that soon turns into a personal housekeeping job, and when a particular member of the band takes a brutal yet...
BEEEP! BEEEEEPPPPP That awful sound. That god awful sound. This could not be happening. The day was already here, the day of all days to restart my life a fresh. I was taking my career into my own hands and god was i thankful. Mind you, if it wasn't for having such a great friend i would not have this opportunity.
To finally pursue my career as a stylist was my dream, and impossible turn of events. After the year i've had i deserved a break. I was going to assist Kayla(my long term friend and boss) in becoming an assistant stylist for the oh so popular band that is queen... Now yea they were pretty amazing but they were just like any other people i guess. Boys of that profession did not bother me that attraction always seemed to trouble me. I did not and could not see it. However there music was remarkable i had to admit.
Now what to wear.... I wanted to be casual and chic yet flaunt the skills i had in the field of fashion. First impressions are everything and i intended to make a good one.
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First day outfit ^^
'Mila get your ass down here you f*****g lazy b***h' Yep. That was kayla. 'commminng' i screamed. We could not be late for our first day. We threw ourselves into her car and packed up and began to speed off into London town. I traced the city line out of my window. Nerves built up around my stomach. I could not afford to throw this opportunity away.
We arrived with an emergency stop. Driving was not Kaylas strong point. We slammed the car doors shut and practically ran through EMI studios to the reception. An old woman stared us down with her crinkled forehead and pointed towards the elevator without a word. She was obviously expecting us.
The elevator seemed to trail slowly up the stairs only anticipating my nerves until....
'You piece of P**s,get the f**k of my drum kit' Roger Taylor, the dreamy eyed blond, screamed as he began chucking cans of beer at his fellow band mates. As we stepped through the doors i picked each of them individually. Brian sat giggling with his face in the daily newspaper rocking a pair of clogs i had to say! John sat loooking on edge yet in awe at the two of his band mates wearing a beautifully coloured hawaiian shirt which captivated me entirely. Until my eyes fixated at freddie. The main culpret. He grinned and began to sip on of the beers roger had launched his way. what a cheeky buggar...
My gaze was brocken when Kayla gave me a nudge and she began to introduce us..
'ummm-uh- sorry to inturupt boys but we're here as your new stylist..uh-im'
'WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU !?' Freddie belted towards my friend. A rage engulfed me. How dare he talk to her like that. I shouted back just as loud 'YOUR NEW STYLISTS, WELL WE WONT BE FOR LONG IF YOU CONTINUE'
He looked at me analysing me. Swallowing me whole with his chocolate brown eyes and dominating features.. weakening me with his stare. He flinched almost shocked. Before he could answer Roger and the other members began to come toward us both. ' Hello Darlin' Roger said to my friend drawing out his cockney accent.. kissing her hand causing kayla to blush immensely before tuning to me and greeting me with the same manner. Brian then waltzed over before apologising repeatedly with a warm embrace
' I'm so sorry about this girls um- band things i suppose' he said with a chuckle. John had near enough the same apology as he began chatting to me about his extremely cute hawaiian number i was almost distracted until i felt it. Freddie's long hard stare destroying me. He lit a cigarette- tobacco filling the air- he approached kayla before swooping her away to discuss her ideas for the new coming tour. She turned to me as if to join until freddie spat
'She's only the assistant darling. So terrible and naive we won't be needing her input' He said with a smile that could freeze water-so cunning and sharp. is he serious. why is he being like this.
To distract myself i went and sat with John, Brian and Roger on the seemingly humongous brown leather sofa which looked out onto the studio. We began to discuss each individual element of there style. Brian had no problem telling me his thoughts agains latex and rather tight attire! I was mesmerised by there charisma yet the courtesy they showed me. Kayla now had skipped over as we proposed different ideas for there upcoming shows in europe.
I decided to get a drink and Roger kindly with the charm he no doubt acquired showed me around the studio till he paused and said ..
'You are way to young and pretty to have this job babe' I stopped almost frozen.. but then let out a giggle. 'Hahah-Oh My- Mr Taylor i happen to be 24 years old i am hardly a child!' I began to slap him playfully and he grinned and engrossed in our conversation until i was interrupted with a nudge...
'Ooops- sorry didn't see you there' Freddie said with an evil laugh staring me down making me feel small. I was only 5'2 and didn't he know it. Rage filled within my small body . what was his issue ? I shoved him right back harder almost. I saw rogers face wince. What had i got myself into!
Freddie turned on his heels grimacing at me about to say something until he smiled and turned simply walking away towards the sofa. This man was confusing me and it was my first day !
Me and Kayla finished up with the boys- shaking there hands- Organising a lunch meeting for noon tomorrow to finalise dates and attire ... everyone agreed but one.
'Oh i'm afraid i an entirely busy tomorrow my dears to many things to do .. or people to DO should i say' He said with such poise yet smirking with delight. This man held so much beauty within his face yet pulled expressions so harsh and ridged almost like a barrier between himself.
The boys simply chuckled while brian said ..
'Oh-um tommorow is fine we will make sure he will make it' I sighed with relief. We said goodbye to the boys as kayla headed out in front. I was about to reach the door when i heard a sinister whisper in my ear.
'You do not know what you have just got yourself into missy' I froze yet continued to walk on. I knew exactly who this was .. racing my way to the car.
