More Than Words

After hanging up with Ginger, I dived into the delivery requirements and booked one of our company drivers to deliver Demi the dress by 10:00 am on Tuesday. Time passed as I was drowning myself in work to sum up everything before the day turned to an afternoon setting. Ginger passed by my desk, and she patted her nails on my desk to alert me she arrived. Ginger was really funny and alive and she was my best friend since the days we were at university together. We were always known to be like milk and honey because I was the brunette and she was the dark blond; ironic isn’t it? “It’s time Vie; let’s head to the conference room now.” Ginger said with excitement.” Oh my, you’re right look at the time, it passed and I didn’t notice it because of all the work I handled today. Let’s go.” I replied as I picked my blue pad and walked away from my desk with her. We entered the conference room and took a seat next to where Stina was waiting for our arrival.

“My girls, we have new clients, especially as you both know that it is time for the MTV Music Awards Celebration. We will be dealing this year with fresh celebrities, youthful and popular in the UK; your clients are the Band of Little Mix; I presume you are familiar with them since they are as old as you are. “Stina explained directly with her professional personality while I and Ginger were so exited yet we pressed it in with a nod and a tiny grin. Stina proceeded: “As you both know, these girls need colour and artistic retro, these are the requirements; Ginger I know you are the one to deal with colours and patterns, and Violet I am positive you know your way through the scissors and measuring tape. You girls are the youthful voice in this Fashion house, the designs will be handed to you both tomorrow once you go to the first fitting with the Little Mix at their Le Grande Ester Hotel.” Ginger replied: “Thank you Stina, what time will be heading there though if I may ask? “ I proceeded:” Yes Stina that is my only concern as well.” Stina then replied directly: “ Girls, don’t worry I handled transportation, the Go time starts at 8:00 am tomorrow so don’t bother passing by here, the driver will gather your stuff and will be heading over your houses to take you to the fitting session; good luck and Vie? Do not forget to fill me in with the information, when you come back tomorrow.”“Of course Stina, the first thing I will do when we both arrive back tomorrow to the company.” I responded directly to assure what she asked for, while I and Ginger headed out of the room.

“Did you hear who we are going to dress Miss Starling?!” Ginger said while we sat at my desk in a (dream come true attitude). “Gosh, you know Gee I can’t even believe that we are going to meet the girls tomorrow!” I replied with excitement and happiness. “You never know Vie; you might even have the chance to meet Mr. Malik soon!” Ginger winked and smiled mischievously since she knows that he is whom I always dreamt of meeting since my days back in university.” Oh my! Gee stop! He-he! Let us be realistic you know Perrie from the little mix is with Zayn, besides I have nothing of what she has to even have the slightest chance of that happening.” I explained, while dropping my dreams down on the ground. “You never know; I’ll see you tomorrow lovely!!” Ginger winked and left my desk.

6:00 am was the time on my watch that alerted me that the day has officially finished at work, I turned off my laptop and, and headed off the building to the bus stop to drop me back home. The bus arrived in time as it usually does, and I road it after paying the usual fee of its service. All of a sudden I saw the driver calling me “Miss! Wake up we reached your destination.” I then realized that I fell asleep back home because of the traffic. “Thank you sir, I’m terribly sorry.” I replied while I quickly grabbed my bag and went down to my house.

“Welcome back missy, how was your day?” My mom directly said once I closed the door behind me after entering. “Hello mommy, it was ok I suppose: I am really tired though so ill grab anything edible and go shower and sleep.” I replied quickly to avoid any further conversations with my mom since we didn’t have that much of a strong bond. I rushed to the kitchen to fetch a cheese sandwich and went directly to the shower, since it always helped me release my stress and pressure. I then put down my sleepwear and dove in the bed sheets to sleep, but I couldn’t stop thinking of what Ginger and I discussed today; is it really possible for me to someday meet Zayn Malik? I kept thinking till I slept.

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