Chapter 2:Tiara

Already up since six o'clock, dressed up and packing my things for my new day. Excitement holds me on, and a smile  can't stop appearing on my face. All I need is that everything goes well today.

Someone knocks at the door, and I straight myself to the door and open, I see the bright face of the futur mother. I wish her a good morning and she does so too. I arrange my things, but notice she doesn't talk which isn't her genre, I turn and face her while noticing she is scanning me from up to bottom. I look at myself in turn from right to left and do not notice what is wrong.

"What is wrong?" I asked her with an intriguing face.

"I know you love your tomboys' outfit but... You are going to a job interview Tiara and not to a picnic."

She said while I roll my eyes by sighing at what I hear from her mouth. I am very comfortable in my outfit and I don't care if they doesn't take me because of my dressing style. I have an oversize shirt, a pair of Jean trouser, a pair of boots with my usual ponytail hairstyle.

"You could try to wear something else, I have a straight skirt, a shirt and a jacket that you can wear. That makes it more professional. And I can arrange your hair and makeup you a bit if you want."

Oh no she started.

"Ivy the person who will take me for the job will take me for my competence and not for my dressing style, okay," I said decided and bored about this debate topic.

She frowns and turns her face from me while crossing her arms on top of her big stomach. That is why I call her "my pouty little girl" cause she like sulking. Okay, nothing can make my day spoil and not even her frowns.

"Okay, let pass an agreement. If they do not take me because of my outfit then you will be in charge of changing my wardrobe." I said already regretting what I said.

She lightens her face and invites me to go down with her. While going down right to the kitchen we find the glutton of Jackson eating the brownies I made early in the morning. Ivy smiles at me, thanking me for the breakfast. I know she loves brownies, especially mine. She hugs me before inviting me to join them. I do so.

After some minutes eating, I hear a car's honk and assume it is Rose, but to be sure I look through the kitchen window and affirm she is there. I give a huge kiss to both of my two friends before they wish me good luck.

Outside, I found Rose smiling at me, we get a hug and she invites me to enter the car, and here we go...

On the way to the label music, Rose tried to make a guiding tour while being in the car. Where ever we pass, she shows and tells me what is done there and the name of the place. She gently proposes to me to be my guide whenever I want. I have thought been in front of her, would make her change her attitude, but she seems to be unique to her genre. It was a bonus for a wellbeing friendship. 

My head and eyes outside staring at the beautiful town, I realize Toronto well represent the word "metropolitan town" with all it's skyscraper, restaurants, shops, giant buildings more than I never saw before. I feel like it was my destiny to be here, so amazing to think like that but I really feel like this is the case. When I came to Los Angeles, I wasn't so charmed by the place as here today.

"So this is the CN Tower of Toronto," Rose tells me while showing a finger to it.

We could see it from here, it is large and seems to have a spectacular view from up.

"I know, I informed myself before coming," I said 

"So you must know the rumor."

"Which rumor?" I asked why distracting myself from my view and focusing on Rose.

" Once a guy kisses you on the Tower, just like the kiss he remains for eternity." She said before sighing with happiness after saying it.

I do not see any interest in such rumors, what is the aim? Making people fall into dreams which would never realize and who may hurt them? Nonsense, all what concern love for me is useless. I may be wild but projects are the only thing I can do, the rest may pass later.

"Here we are, Tiara." She said after parking the car.

We go down from the car, and I find myself amazed by the beautiful building the label owns. My eyes love what he sees but my heart just wants to run out of my chest, I begin doubting of my competence, and asking myself what am doing here presently. Suddenly, what Ivy told me about my outfit comes to my mind and I begin regretting my usual stubbornness. Why have I not done what she said? Seeing this building proves to me that not anybody can be taken for a job here. And looking at the way I am dress, is clear that I may not be taken.

Rose in front of me is preparing to enter while gesticulating her hand for me to follow her. I inhale and exhale before taken one step in front. I can't go anywhere now.

Once inside, anxiousness gains me when I pose my regard on the workers in the label music at the reception hall, professionally dressed, been serious and busy. Could  I be up to it? For that, I have first to have the job and am sure my outfit would not help me. I sigh realizing how serious I was when I talked to Ivy this morning about competence and now am doubting about it while beginning super uncomfortable in my outfit. Even Rose is dress professionally. Shit!. 

We straight ourselves to the elevator and while Rose talks to me she punches the floor number on the elevator for us to go.

"Don't be anxious everything will be alright." She said. 

So easy to say! 

The elevator stops and the door opens. While we forward ourselves, a man comes to Rose and stops her. They discuss while I can't see myself standing here waiting for her to finish discussing. Am too anxious about that and I need to be busy to stop thinking. I forward myself to investigate on the type of work is done in a label Music.

Sound vibes in my ear and attract me with the temptation of knowing where this sound comes from. I go forward making sure that I do not miss Rose. I finally found where the sound is been produced. Behind a door named the "Recording Room" surely here that artist record their songs. Excitement replaces all my feelings of stress when realizing music is all about magic. I look through the showcase of the room and find the new artist of the label "Lola" whom I heard the voice. She sings well but we feel no precise emotions in her voice, am not a professional but I think is the fewer to do, sing and transmit emotions to the public, if not what is the interest to sing. 

Someone shouted my name behind me, distracting me. It is from Rose!

"What are you doing here, we do not have the right to be here." She said quicking me to go.

"What are you doing here?" Said a female voice.

Rose turns to see who is the person talking to.

"Ahhh Ariana, I just got the wrong floor, but we had to leave," said Rose justifying herself.

So we aren't on the right floor. Wow!

"Okay, so who is the girl behind you?" 

Now I know where I saw her, she was in one of the top magazines as the best composer music in 2019. 

"She may be the future assistant of Madame Torneur," Rose said while holding my shoulders forward to her.

"So finally Hillary will take an assistant... Glad to meet you..." She said hanging her hand by insisting on the "you" for me to present myself.

"Tiara... Tiara frost." I said while greeting her with a smile.

"Okay and I am..."

"Ariana Fox the great composer music 2019. Love your compositions." I said without passing myself for a bootlick.

She smiles and thanks me before entering the recording room. Rose excuses herself from taking the wrong floor and we go once more to the elevator.

Finally, on the right floor, Rose greets her colleagues and invites me to her office table found in the corridor of the floor. A table with a laptop, a cup of pens,  pencils, scissors and all that is needed for a secretary, with all sorts of documents. She invites me to sit and to make my anxiousness go down we discuss about my journey and all the like. It is very gentle from her to do so.

"So you don't want to feel the kisses of a boy, how he feels you with sweet words and..." She forward her head before murmuring " make you lotta love?" She said while redressing herself and laughing at me when I said I don't like such things.

What is the matter? I don't like it that all. Is it a crime to deny such things? what can it give to me that could make me walk ahead?.

"You know Tiara you resemble a girl full of experience and mature in the domain, so am sure you are just talking like that because someone deceived you,"  she said.

I needed to answer this false assumption but an elegant and gorgeous woman step in front of Rose's table. Surely her boss.

"Good morning miss Torneur." Rose greets.

"Morning Rose... Um, am a little bit tasty this morning let you bring me some coffee please." Said the gentle madam.

She goes ahead surely to her office but notice my presence and comes back.

"So who are you?" She asked me.

My heart throws out a beat and saliva runs through my throat.

"She is your new assistant... I mean the girl whom I gave you her curriculum vitae." Rose responds.

" Ohh right... Then wait a minute before entering. " She said before finally going to her office.

She is such an imposing woman that I felt like being so minimal in front of her.

"Don't be so stress Tiara, you may make an error in your interview." Rose calms me.

I nod and try to stay calm. 

Few minutes later the office phone on Rose table's rings at the same time my heart can't stop accelerating its beat. Let it stop. I have to calm down, this job is Just perfect for me I don't have the right to make an error.

Rose stands and goes in front of the coffee machine, fresh some coffee, and comes back to me then hangs it for me to take.

"Take this cup and go inside with it," Rose tells me.

I inhale before taking the cup and she wishes me good luck. I stand up gently and move forward to the office. In front of the door, since I hold the cup with my two hands, to knock at the door I decide to hold it with one hand praying not to turn off the coffee.

She sends out an "enter" and I let myself in the office. Right inside, I don't have the preoccupation of scanning the room, my only worry is the coffee. But I can notice it is big, probably the biggest office. I reach the table and put down the cup of coffee. I relax, been proud of myself before she invites me to sit on the chair. I do so.

" So ..." She starts while checking for my curriculum vitae on her laptop. " Tiara frost that is it right?" She asked me

I respond with a shyness "yes". My hands are wet and my mind is full of doubts, my heart can't stop beating and the air condition of this room gives me huge goosebumps.

" So you were in an orphanage Catholic school and you studied at the University of Music in Los Angeles... That quite pretty. But you did just two years and didn't finish your third year, which is a little bit disturbing... But your performance in school seems to be perfect and I really need someone here." She said while closing her laptop. "Welcome Tiara."

Her words were just like water calming fire. She literally delivered me from anxiousness. I was on joy but couldn't express it rather than smiling and thanking the madam.

"You will not be deceived," I said.

"Hope so. So are you starting now or tomorrow?" She asked me.

"Now madam," I said without thinking.

What would I do at home?

She called for Rose to prepare my contract and an office table inside her office. 

I walk out thanking her once more. Rose congratulates me and hugs me. 

"Thank you for all Rose," I said

" You are welcome, you will be perfect for the job." She said before going.

I remain out of the office and decide to announce the good news to Ivy. I dial her number ready to call her but she is already online with someone else. So I decided to text her.

Few minutes later my office table is set up and madam Torneur invites me to install. I was damned happy. I install my laptop, some notes books with pens and pencils. Update my laptop and install a beautiful picture of Ivy, Jackson, and me in Los Angeles.

" So Tiara I need you to arrange these documents on the bookshelf in alphabetical order. Can you do that?" Madame Torneur asked.

"Yes of course, so easy!" I replied spontaneously.

She smiles and tells me she is coming in few minutes. I agree and when she goes out I begin arranging.

Some minutes later after starting by the bottom am now at the top where unfortunately I can't reach, stupid size I have. I search for a way to reach the top and continue my work when I see a little seat where I could climb and have sufficient height to arrive at the top.

I do so and find myself not still arriving, remark the bookshelf is long, but is better than before. I straight my hand to attain the next document but the door beside the bookshelf opens shaking the little seat I took and making me lose control of my feet on the chair and preparing to fall. 

I close my eyes while shouting about the catastrophe that will happen. But I don't feel any pain, instead, I feel as to fly cause my legs aren't on the floor, is as if I was lifted by something. I open my eyes gently realizing I was in the arms of a man possessing very charming and light brown eyes. My well-tied hair were loosened and the man's face changes expression to a gorgeous smirk.

" Never knew I could find an angel today." He said still hanging his smile...

Hope you. Love...