'Simply, Imperfectly , Perfect'

Chapter 1:Reneés rundown

'Reneé , your meeting with your team is in 5 minutes are you there yet ?', said Olivia on the phone to Reneé. 'Yes I'm almost there liv' .So your probably wondering who I am , who Olivia is and why I'm going to a meeting . My name is Reneé Scott , I'm a writer . I was named author of the year  , twice , and I have been a New York Times bestseller on multiple occasions. I write romance novels , I know pretty generic but something is different about my novels. The  main character isn't a clueless female that gets sucked into toxic relationships or uses men . Instead it has a strong female lead who doesn't let a man get under her skin and she doesn't play men either , she's real . She's not what society expect women to be like, to act like , she's different. She's strong and confident . She is what I aspire to be like , and I want to show young girls out there that everyone isn't perfect , they're just simply imperfect. Olivia is my assistant/ bestie. We've been best friends for as long as I can remember  but when I left for college we kinda drifted apart . When I was in my 3rd year of college she moved to New York so we reconnected and became besties again . She became my assistant when I was getting big , not as big as I am now but when I was writing my first book big . She just stayed as my assistant and I couldn't ask for a better one . 'Ms.Scott it's always a pleasure to see you here', said Leo politely . 'Leo how many times do I have to tell you , call me Reneé', I said smiling . As I walked into the building paparazzi bombarded me with cameras . I got in and went up a modern elevator with clear glass surrounding it . As I stepped out I saw Olivia and she directed me to the room . ' Ok so you know here is where all these people are going to tell you if you've done good on your last book right ??'. 'Yes liv I know and chill out I'm sure my book was perfect'. 'Mrs Scott welcome , please take a seat', said an old man who had a British accent and wore a pair of glasses, I think his name was Harry but I'm not too sure . It wasn't until I sat down and noticed all the faces staring at me . They all looked worried and nervous, so I knew it couldn't be good . 'Ms Scott your latest book sadly didn't sell as well as we have hoped'. My heart sank . I put my blood , sweat and tears into all of my books so the thought that it wasn't enough made me really irritated. ' This book only got 1.5 out of 5 stars , which isn't bad but isn't great either I'm afraid . The publishing company understands that sometimes books don't sell as good as others , but they also know that sometimes a book gets old and boring and they want to be publishing the most interesting books . They were very stubborn and would only agree that ...'. Oh no was I about to loose my job? Was this the end of my career ? They owned the rights to my novel and the characters in it so it would really be the end. I dreaded to see what the next words Harry would say would be. ' They are giving you one last chance to write a better book , but if it doesn't sell well it's the end of the series' . Shit . Shit . Shit . That's a lot and I mean a lot of pressure. What am I going to do ?