When the Uber arrives for Ella, she has to tell Carly another lie so that she can leave without her question her whereabouts. She has no idea how long she's going to be training at Nicholas's. So Ella tells Carly that she's going to call her boss, stop by work to see what's going to happen in the future, before going to a very long study section at the university library.
"So don't wait up for you?" Carly asks.
Ella shakes her head as she pulls her backpack over her shoulder. "Nope," she confirms.
"Okay, don't study too hard," Carly says. "Bye!"
"Bye!" Ella says as she hurries out the door.
There's a blue Toyota Corolla waiting for her at the front of her apartment building.
The drive to Nicholas's condo is much quicker, and much smoother. The driver takes precaution the entire time as he drives, and that's very helpful for Ella, who's butt plug still hasn't gotten comfortable yet, and she wished it would.
During her classes today, Ella just kept adjusting and adjusting soon much that the student next to her asked if she was alright, and she assure the student that she was. Then when she was walking out of class, she saw some female students point at her before mumbling something to themselves. As she past them, Ella could have sworn on her great grandmother's grave that they whispered vibrating panties and then giggled.
She's never blushed so hard in her life, but Ella walked pass them as if she heard nothing and went straight to her next class.
In the thirty minute ride, Ella reviews the PDF that Nicholas sent her. One of the page she has to remember is the easy hand signals, there are only five which are come, stay, down, up, and bend over.
Ella's nose deep in the papers that she doesn't even know when the Uber driver stops. The driver alerts her, and she immediately notices that she's not at Nicholas's apartment building, instead she's at a part of town that she's never been before. And seeing the people walk down the sidewalk in designer clothes, Ella instantly knows she's on the rich side of town.
When she steps out the car, Ella sees Nicholas standing not too far away.
"Finally," he mutters. "And, why do you have your backpack with you? I thought you were picked up at your apartment."
"I was, but I have a roommate and I told her that I was going to study for the rest of the day," she tells him. "So I have to bring my backpack if I'm studying, even though that's probably not what I'm going to be doing today, is it?"
Nicholas shakes his head. "No, Ella, it's not."
"What am I doing... sir?" Ella asks. She almost called him Master.
"One of the sections in Best In Show is appearance," Nicholas reminds her. "We need to get you nice and groomed for tomorrow, you need to look your absolute best. Now follow me."
A foot behind him, Nicholas and Ella walks down the street before turning the corner.
That's when Ella notices a two story building that's completely white and made out of glass, and the name above it says: Beauté De Luxe Salon, in large gold calligraphy letters. Nicholas walks straight to it, easily jogging up the five steps, and opening the door for Ella, who quickly follows right behind him.
Elle enters into one of the most fancy, expensive, and luxurious salons she's ever seen.
The glass double doors open straight to the receptionist, who's sitting behind an all glass table. The only things on top of the table are a white MacBook Air laptop, a wireless telephone, and her own iPhone. Behind her, there's a beautiful man made waterfall that falls from the ceiling, but it's so quiet that you wouldn't even know it was there if you didn't look.
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Best In Show
Teen FictionElla Hale is a regular twenty year old, she goes to college and has a decent paying job. Everything is going perfectly on track for a great future for Ella, but what happens when a handsome man offers a job that introduces her to a whole world that...