Shawn and I both got up to leave, but before I could reach the door, Shawn slammed it shut behind me, leaving only us in the room.
He turned to me and began walking. The look on his face worried me. As he took steps towards me, I took steps backward...
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•Saturday•
When I got home from the meeting with Shawn and Andrew, I called my mom and told her all about what happened and what Shawn was like. I was all but ready to call Andrew and tell him that I had changed my mind, since there was a 24 hour backout window in the contract where I was allowed to, but after talking it over with my mom, she made me realize what a great opportunity this is. I'd decided to give him another chance.
Maybe he was just having a bad day? At least that's what I keep telling myself.
Pushing all the negative thoughts to the back of my mind, I made my way to Shawn's hotel, where we would meet to go over the schedule and to embark on our first date. Or fake date I guess. Whatever I should call it, it's going to be very interesting.
Once there, I met Andrew in the lobby. We greeted each other and then he lead the way to Shawn's room.
I lost count of how many floors we passed, but I could tell that we were high up when the elevator finally came to a stop. We were on the floor that was full of suites. Of course he would stay here; he's a celebrity.
"Before we go in, I just really want to say sorry about how Shawn was acting the other day. He was totally out of line." Andrew told me outside of Shawn's door.
"It's okay Andrew, it's not your fault. I signed a contract saying that I would help you guys fix his image, and that's exactly what I plan to do. And I'm sure he was just having a bad day. He's probably over it now." I smiled at him.
Andrew gave me an unsure look. "Let's hope so." He mumbled. With that, he opened the door and we strode into the rather large suite. I couldn't help but marvel at the sleek interior and beautiful loft. This suite was, well, sweet!
"Shawn!" Andrew called into the apartment. "Cassie and I are here!"
"I'm coming." I heard him grumble before he walked down the steps.
Once he finally got all the way down the stairs, he walked straight to the kitchen island and sat down at a bar stool, not even looking our way. Andrew gave me an apologetic look and I just shrugged my shoulders. He just needs a little time to get used to the situation. He doesn't even know me. Once we get more familiar with each other, I'm sure we can be friends. I have to trust the process.
We walked over and sat across from him. Andrew pulled out a couple packets from his bag he was holding and placed one in front of each of us. During the 3 hours, he explained to us all of the events we would have to go to throughout the year and even planned out our "dates." When we would go on them, where, and what we should do while on these "dates." Shawn looked bored out of his mind as Andrew spoke.
"And for today's date, you guys are going to be going out to dinner. The purpose of this date is just to get you guys out into the public eye. We have paparazzi that are going to be waiting outside of the restaurant. I just explained how you guys should act on your date, but you can also improvise when you see fit. Any questions?"
