02. Uh, hi.
➳ Skyler's Pov.
Sighing I leaned back in my seat and waited for the hairstylist to finish my curls. I've always disliked having to sit on a chair not being allowed to move and having people surrounding and constantly touching me.
When the hairdresser finished my hair another stylist started to work and put my make-up on. I absolutely hated it when someone applied make-up on my eyes since they often started to water for which reason I mainly did it myself but sadly not this time.
The time it took to get my styling done was filled with a bit small talk but mainly with boredom.
When my look was completed I started playing with my phone and answered some messages until it was my time to start the interview for which I was here.
I was pretty calm when I entered the set where the interview was going to be filmed for the reason that I ironically always used to get nervous and filled with adrenaline after I already left the stage or the interview.
Not even an hour later I was on my way back to my apartment to get ready for heading to the studio in the interest of wanting to record a song before I had to go to the meeting with Eminem at five p.m. To say I was nervous about the meeting would be an understatement.
Just as I arrived at my apartment I went to the bathroom that belonged to my bedroom. After using the toilet I took off the quantities of make-up for the reason that I didn't liked it to wear so much make-up and always have to pay attention so I wouldn't ruin it.
Considering the fact that I didn't wanted to go to the encounter fully unvarnished I applied some darker mascara and put on lotion and a bit concealer.
Afterwards I dressed myself in some black ripped skinny jeans, a tight black crop top with high neck that showed of my belly button piercing, an oversize army printed jacket and plain black leather Jeffrey Campbell's. To boot I put on a big golden necklace, some small golden bracelets and rings.
Thereafter I put a few things like my phone and my keys in a simple black leather handbag and left the house walking towards Rihanna's and mine underground garage.
The way to the studio wasn't very long wherefore I already arrived round about twenty minutes later so I still had nearly two hours to finish recording the song I was recently working on.
It didn't even took the employee a minute to greet me and tell me in which studio to go. Friendly smiling I thanked her and followed her orders heading towards the lift.
A few moments later I found myself in the third floor and went to the studio I got told to go to.
My producer was already there waiting for me and I greeted him with a kind smile and a short hug.
We quickly started working and got ready just in time.
When Steve came in and told me that I could stay in this studio since we were going to meet up with Eminem here, my producer said his goodbye and left just like Steve who told me he would come back in a few minutes.
Thoughts over thoughts streamed through my head and my mind was about to kill me because of the many ways this first meeting with Eminem could went. I was kinda scared which really did not happened often.
A knock on the door saved me from the attention I was giving to the negative opportunity's I was thinking about.
"C'min." I said slowly.
The doors opened but the person who came in wasn't Eminem, no, it was no other than Dr. Dre himself and another guy which I assumed was Paul Rosenberg. Both were unashamedly staring at me and eyed me up and down.
I felt a little disappointed as I walked towards the two men to greet them. "How may I help you?" I asked as polite as possible.
Before they actually answered my question they greeted me friendly and introduced themselves which I didn't get since I already knew who they were.
"We want to talk to you about Eminem." Paul said not looking as half as serious as Dr. Dre.
I looked at them curious "Okay?"
"We want to warn you about him." Dre continued.
"Warn me?" I questioned raising an eyebrow and feeling my confusion growing constantly. What the fuck are they talking about? Why would they want to warn me? I thought they were close to him? That didn't made sense at all.
"Your manager told us you do have a huge temper just like him. And we wanted you to know that he's not really himself at the moment. He's all stressed and because of that he's even easier to piss off. I've never seen him like this." Dr. Dre explained serious.
"And why do you guys would want to warn me about that? I don't know him one bit therefore I also don't know how he is when he's 'normal'." I wanted to know with an amused grin spreading on my face. I just couldn't take them serious even though I really should.
Paul sighed "You may know that Em is a really closed up person and he does not like to work with people he doesn't know and is even more stressed when he has to which made us wonder why he wanted to work with you just know. But since you're just as big in business as him we don't want him to ruin it with his behavior."
"Okay, first of all." I talked slowly trying to keep down a laughter "I'm not as big as him and secondly I still don't get why you guys are 'warning' me. I'm not gonna quit working with a legend like him just because he is not kissing my ass."
"We kinda knew you were tough." Dre answered laughing a bit "But damn, girl."
Shrugging I replied "That's just the way it is. I do not need people treating me like I'm some kind of goddess also I do can handle fights and insults and to be honest I never even expected him to be a true gentleman or the nicest person on earth." It was true I never thought he would be a person you get along with from the very beginning. As far as I knew he needed to get to know people before he trusted them and I fully understood that since I thought the same way.
Dre and Rosenberg stared at me speechless until I cleared my throat "I guess we're done?"
Their answer was reduced to a small nod and before they left the room saying their goodbyes and that it was a pleasure to meet me they informed me that Eminem was going to be there in a few minutes.
My nervousness was happily nearly gone as I waited for one of my favorite rappers to appear.
I was still confused by the fact that Dr. Dre and Paul Rosenberg visited me only to tell me that Eminem was a bit over-stressed at the moment and could cause trouble or something like that. I mean he was a human just like me. We weren't perfect and I thought that it was quite awesome that a legend like him also still had his up and downs.
Once again there was a knocking at the door and after I told the person to come in the door opened again.
But this time it was the person I was waiting for.
Eminem entered the room, closed the door behind him and stared at me with his piercing blue eyes.
"Hello." he mumbled still holding his insistent stare.
My heart pounded like crazy and all I answered was a small "Uh, hi."
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A/N: I hope you liked the second chapter of my first stroy and it wasn't too boring or so. The picture shows the best-looking man ever! (Damn, is he even human?)
Thanks for reading! And for the votes I got so far!
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