Beginning part 1
Introduction.
"This can't be real...this just can't be real. If this is happening, what other fairytales are real in this world?" I asked myself aloud over and over again as I sat in the passenger seat of a white Bentley Coup as the owner drove through the dark streets of South Summerfield. What do you ask? Well, for me to answer that, I have to start at the beginning for you to understand. Oh, my name is Chaerin, and I am a 22-year-old personal assistant. I work at one of the biggest and best record companies in the world, YMusic. I'm sure you've heard of it. They produce some of the best singers and rappers around, like my personal favorite (and best friend) Jessie. She's a fantastic singer and writer. She's so sweet. She's also the leader of the new girl group Crush. Well, I'm sure you've heard of the Kingz....judging by your screams you have... Well, that's where my story starts.
The day started like any other day. I woke up at seven in the morning, took a hot shower, dried her dark brown hair, and got dressed in something comfortable, which happened to be my favorite pair of black AG jeans and a plain white Burberry silk blouse that hung a little too loose on my frame, paired with a simple ankle strap wedge from Stuart Weitzman. After getting dressed, I pulled her hair back in a high ponytail. She applied some mascara and a touch of lipgloss, then put on my old wire-rimmed glasses. Looking at myself in the mirror, I appraised myself and smiled. "Looking damn good if I say so myself," I said, blowing a kiss at my reflection. Making my way downstairs to the kitchen I prepared breakfast for me and my roommate.
"Nessa!!...Nessa!! breakfast is ready!" Twenty minutes later I yelled downstairs to the basement I had converted to a studio apartment.
"Nessa, don't make me come down there!" I yelled as I stepped down the stairs. "Vanessa!!"
"Ahhhh, Chae, five more minutes, please...I'm so tired'" Vanessa groaned, calling me by my nickname as she pulled the pillow over her face.
"Nessa, it is already eight-forty-five and we have to be there by nine-thirty today. Well, I have to be there but I'm your ride, so either get up or find another way to work," I said as I walked down the rest of the stairs.
"Chae," she yawned loudly. "Why do you have to be there so early?" her voice husky as she climbed out of bed stark naked and stretched her arms as she looked at me. Her short pixie-cut hair looked like a cloud of light purple cotton candy as her hazel eyes tried to focus on me.
"I told you today I get assigned to be the new personal assistant to one of the Kingz," I replied as I started to pick Vanessa's clothes off the floor, not being fazed by her nakedness. "Nessa, how old are you that you have to throw your clothes on the floor," I said while looking at her. "I swear I'm a twenty-two-year-old with a twenty-year-old kid."
"Sorry I was just so tired last night, but anyway do you know who you'll be assigned to?" she asked as she made her way to her bathroom.
"No not yet, but I'm hoping it will be Brandon. I swear he is just so dreamy, his smile is to die for, I could just eat him up. And on top of him being handsome, he is a complete gentleman, easy to talk to, smart, and sweet. Aww, I think I might be in love." I swooned as I stood there putting Nessa's clothes in the hamper.
"Really I think he's cute...but his brother, now he's hot."
"Who Bryant? Why, he seems so distant and uninterested, like he's in his own world, and everyone else is just an uninvited guest. He also has this mysterious air around him and have you ever looked into his eyes, they're just so, so cold," I said, not that I personally knew the man, but I'd seen him in interviews. He always just sat back said the bare minimum and just looked bored.
"That's what makes him so hot, that mysterious air, and haven't you ever wondered what's really behind those cold eyes? But forget all the other stuff, he's freaking sexy as s**t, for Christ's sake. Chae, you really need to just look at him, he is walking s*x, well maybe that's why you don't see it." Vanessa said with a giggle as she started her shower.
"What is that supposed to mean, that little laugh?"
"You know..cause you still have your v-card, and because of that you just can't smell the s*x coming off of him. Chae, I swear you're just too innocent," she said with another little laugh.
"What's so wrong with being innocent? Plus if I did 'smell the s*x' as you say, I would probably puke. From what I heard, he's more or less a man w***e. Who in their right mind would want a man like that?" I said with a scoff.
"That's what makes it even more exciting, trying to tame a wild stallion like that. Oh, I would love a chance," Vanessa replied as she stepped into the shower.
"Really?...there's something wrong with you then," I said as I returned upstairs shaking my head. "Who in their right mind would sign up for something like that?" I asked myself.
