Not For the Warm

Assigned~Chapter Six

Chapter Six

Ouch... my eyes open, while my head pounds and aches. I take a glance across my bed at the clock and notice more than my body in my bed. Since they are not men and still have clothes on I think they can only be Anna and Punzie because what other friends do I have. It's eleven twenty three in the morning. Shit... I have a meeting today...in forty two minutes. I literally jump out of bed, but the lean over in agony realizing I have a hangover. I've never had a hangover before, mostly because I only drink wine especially at social events; but I figured water would help get rid of the toxins in my body. So I filled my biggest water bottle and brought it into the bathroom with me.

My body reeked of alcohol, so I hopped in the shower and quickly washed myself. I put on a black mid-length pencil skirt, a redish-pink blouse, a black rolled sleeve blazer, and tan colored pumps. With my outfit I put on silver jewellery, my hair is in loose waves. As I am doing my make up Remy texted me saying that she could pick me up for the meeting, so I accept it. She replied by saying she'll be here in ten minutes. Once my make up was done I put my needed items in a large black handbag; bringing my day planner a bunch of signed sheets from project managers and a few other things. I enter my bedroom and there are two sound asleep bodies still laying there. I guess I'll just leave the a note saying that they can stay in my apartment until later, there's food; and I just went out for a short meeting.

Remy texts me saying she is downstairs so I grab my phone, handbag and water bottle. When I spot Remi's white Audi I climb in the passenger door.

"Good morning, Elsa!" she greets

"Good morning" I greet back

"I can't believe that you were partying yesterday ?!?!" she exclaims.

"wait... wha- how'd you know" I ask

"You left me a voicemail at one in the morning and you sounded super drunk" she answers

"wow... I'm-m-m sor-r-ry Remy" I blush

"It's all good, it's good knowing you know how to lighten up sometimes" she smiles

"Heyyyyyyyy, I know how to lighten up" I say firmly

"okay... what ever you say Elsa...' she finishes

Along the car ride she asks how the consult went with Angela Grezcov, and we talk about some off topic things.

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Remy parks in front of the tall, glass building, where I technically work. We enter through the big doors and are welcomed by Shelbi; the redheaded, brown eyed secretary.

"Good morning, girls!"
"Good morning" we both say in unison
"You guys are in 7F today" she says
"okay, thank you Shelbi" Remy replys while I nod in agreement.

Remy and I make our way over to the silver elevator. Once the doors close Remy presses the seven and speaks up,

"You always dress so professionally for these meetings."

Unsure, I glance at my self in the mirror taking up a whole wall of the elevator.

"Like look at your outfit compared to mine" Remy interrupts

I look at her through the mirror and she is wearing dark black tight cords, with really light grey button up dress shirt. The sleeves are rolled to her elbows and the shirt is unbuttoned to show a bit of cleavage. Her dark brown hair is pencil straight and parted in the middle.

"I like your outfit" I say turning towards her.
"That's not the point Elsa. It's that your dressed like a successful person while I'm wearing casual clothes." She sighs
"Success is not based off of wardrobe choices."
"Ugh....oh my god Elsa the point is you over dress for a simple little meeting."
I sigh," I don't know how to respond to that"
"You don't have to, you just need to dress for your own job which is being a model. You think people want to hire a girl wearing as many clothes as possible when ever she can. No they want girls who look fierce, hot, sometimes even slutty."
"Oh..." I mutter

The door opens and reveals a long hallway with three doors on each side.

"I-I didn't mean it like how I said it. I'm not saying you're not fierce, hot and slutty... actually forget the last one... but your outfit right now isn't." Remy stutters

"It's fine, I understand" I say calmly

We've reached the last door on the glass walls with blinds. The clear door has a bold silver F on it. I push the door open and walk in. Holding the door for Remy to enter, we then take seats in two wheeled grey office chairs. There are ten people already in chairs, five at models and the other five are their managers. The director is walking around socializing with pairs. She has short blonde hair kinda styled like Marilyn Monroe, and dressed like a average business woman. Her name, Jenna Vivipette.

" Hey let me wear your jacket?" Remy whispers in my ear
"Why" I ask
"Look around all the other managers are dressed like... you" she whispers
"Hmmm... seems like you need to dress for the job" I smirk
"Shut up and hand it over"

I take it off and hand it to her. Remy quickly whips it around and puts it on.

Once the last pair takes their seats Jenna starts. It's just like all meetings we start by giving in our project forms from each shoot and then Jenna assigns us all an amount of shoots. At the end she brings up new big projects and pairs can chose if they want them or not. Remy took three big projects for me while I just sat there filling my day planner with new events for the next month.

When Jenna dismissed the meeting she approached me and Remy.

"Hey Remy, can I just talk to Elsa for a second."
Remy nods,"I'll be in the car."
And with that she's gone. Nerves are cracking in my body, am I getting fired?
"Elsa, you are unlike any other model, they do it for fun and probably because they couldn't get any other good job. But you, Elsa model with a passion, you understand the logical parts of projects. You probably have a higher IQ than all those models combined."
"Uh... I don't think that's true" I interrupt
"See and your so down to earth" she says back
"Uh okay what are you getting at?"
" One of my old friends runs a elementary school in the upper east side. They are having a career day type thing for the 6th graders, and he wanted me to go... But I'm busy and have no experience out in the actual modeling world, so I was wondering if you could go instead? It's this Thursday, 8:30am at St. Forester School."
"Uhh let me just check..." I flip open my day planner to this Thursday. Nothing.
"Uh yah sure, I can" I reply
"Great, I'll call him to tell him. Thank you, that's all"
"Okay then good bye" I say walking out.