More Than Words

My life is really complicated, all the worries I think off are based on grades, hopes, and fulfilling my dreams in life. I am a brunette with deep and hazel eyes, 175 cm I suppose and my weight is 70, this is complete honesty. I always had this feeling where I would reach to a moment of explosion, thankfully I didn’t till this day. You wouldn’t imagine what I felt when I learned that my family members are all different of what they look like, and how they act in society gatherings. You would assume that we are related to the Brady bunch, yet in reality we are worse than the Adam’s Family. To stick to my story, being this person I am with great talent and a job that is a step away to my fashion dreams, I also had wishes that complied the dream with being famous and meeting the one and only Zayn Jawad Malik.

Ring! Ring! The voice kept on getting higher till I slapped the beeper toggle on my alarm clock,” time to wash my face and start the endless job I own”, I said to myself in irony and bad breathe. After grooming myself like I usually do, Iput onn my comfy wear of flats with my glasses on; I am ready to leave to work. Stepping down the stairs, while everyone was still asleep, I thanked god and rushed out the door to avoid any morning verbal poison.

The bus arrived to take me all the way downtown to the fashion house of Stylista. Now my boss, the famous designer Stina, was a 40 year old woman who drew her name through Hollywood and land of opportunities by her own hard work. I really find her acceptable along with all of her stubborn actions and intolerable rejections to the ideas I give out sometimes, but I always remember that I am learning to become on the same level Stina is on. The bus stops as I rushed out to make it early, so that I can finish the dress I was working on for the pop sensation Demi Lovato.

I was excepting to see more faces once I entered the fashion house, yet I ironically I laughed as I gazed though the clock and noticed it is still 7:30. I headed to my desk and dropped my bag, took of the measuring tape and went to my croc, adjusting the dress for Miss Lovato till she arrived for the final fitting. I didn’t notice it, but the fashion house got filled with employees while I was drowned with adding the touch required to dazzle the dress. My phone rang so I rushed to check who was calling me, and it turned out to be my boss, Stina, that told me: “ Good morning Vie, I’m running late so I don’t think I will be making it to the fitting of Demi’s dress, Deal with it like you always do would you? Bye.”

The time is 10:30, and I heard my name being called, so I walked through the hall way to the reception area, “Hello violet, shall we start?” Demi said with a graceful smile. “Sure please follow me Miss Lovato, I hope the results are to what you expect” I replied in humble and respect. “I love what you have done! Like this is pretty much what I wanted Violet, I’m impressed!” Demi reacted after she saw the final results of the dress. “This is the only thank you I want to here and I really am glad that I did my job to please your taste Miss Lovato.” I replied while handling her the dress and guiding her to the dressing room. Waiting for the results I couldn’t ignore that her phone was constantly ringing, so she reached out and said "Can you answer the phone darling please I’m kind of busy you know.” “Sure don’t worry I will “I replied while fetching the phone quickly. Picking up the phone so fast I didn’t pay attention to the name, pressing green the conversation started:
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Person: “Hey D!! Where are you since yesterday? You know I thought you were in the auditions of the X Factor, so I didn’t call at that time.”

Me: “I’m terribly sorry sir, Miss Lovato is fitting her dress and she asked me to answer her phone since she couldn’t reach it at the moment, may I ask who’s calling?”

Niall: “Oh god I’m terribly sorry, I’m Niall, Niall Horan, would you be a sweetheart and tell Demi I called?”

Me: “Well sure Mr. Horan and my Name is Violet Starling, pleasure to talk to you in person really; I will inform Miss Lovato as soon as she gets out from the fitting room.”

Niall: “Great thank you ... Violet right?”

Me: “Yes Mr. Horan and you are welcome, good day.”

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