It's been a week since the funeral and everything has pretty much died down, Louis birthday is in 3 weeks and we still haven't sorted out his surprise party. Since i've finished school ive been looking for little part times jobs, i've got 11 weeks to kill what else have i got to do, i've been looking for fashion related things to tie in with what i'd like to do in the future. I've been accepted into London College of Fashion so i canr wait to start that in september, i worked my butt off throughout highschool to get there and it payed off!
I was scrolling through jobs online and i came across one "Part time stylist assistant needed over summer - please apply below 👇" sounded perfect right? I did my application and was sure to tag my email at the end. If i got this job it would be perfect the studio they work at is only a 30 minute tube route so it's easy enough and the pay was good too.
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Later that evening i received an email, it read:
Hello Y/n
We'd like to take you in for an interview to take on the role of stylist assistant that you applied for earlier today, if interested please come for an interview at 11am tomorrow, if this time or date is a problem or you would not like this job please email us.
Looking forward to seeing you in the due course,
The LDN fashion team
I screamed out loud, i actually couldn't wait pretty much my dream job!! What do i wear? How early do i show up? What makeup? What do i say? What colours should i wear? apparently red shows confidence? So many questions but i cant wait.
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I woke after a night of so many questions and pulling apart my wardrobe to find the perfect outfit. 9am not long left now. I leapt out of bed and changed into the outfit i already had ready, i styles my curtain bangs and got a bag to match my outfit. I decided to get breakfast on the way, i had enough time. As i put on my shoes my dad asked me where i was going.
"Dad i already told you i'm going to a job interview, i told you this yesterday,remember?"
"Oh sorry, probably just went in one ear and out the other" he laughed
I gave him a sarcastic laugh "Well i better be off see you soon"
"Good luck" he shouted before i slammed the door shut.
He's so forgetful these days i swear, he's like a goldfish tell him something one second he forgets it the next.
On the way i collected a fruit salad, and ate that on the way. I double checked the address and found the street, it was a modern area of central london, a very businessy part of it too, many skyscraper buildings with thousands of offices. I finally arrived to where i was meant to be. A tall windowed from top to bottom skyscraper towering over me I entered realising each floor had a different company so i went to the front desk who advised me to go to floor 15. I took the lift up and the doors binged open revealing a very airy modern reception area.
The receptionist smiled at me and i approached her.
"Hi how can i help?" she asked.
"i'm here for a job interview, i was emailed to come here"
"Okay perfect what's your name?"
"y/n y/l/n"
"great okay they should be ready shortly feel free to take a seat on the sofa." she smiled.
I headed towards the sofa, there were two both positioned opposite each other. On one of the sofas sat a tall man, fiddling with his hands. He had one of those model faces the ones that when relaxed were the perfect face for runways. I sat there scanning the room with only me, the man and the receptionist in.
There were many plants planted on wooden shelves to give the industrial vibe.This is where i could work.
There was one corridor leading off with many doors, i presume the rooms are the photoshoot areas and offices.
"Ryan Mill" said a man from down the corridor.
The man opposite me stood up heading in the direction of the other man. He caught me watching him so i gave him a quick smile for reassurance, he gave one back. I sat there a couple other minutes and waited for my name.
"y/n y/l/n" called a woman.
I stood up, fixing my outfit, then headed her way giving her a smile(first impressions are a big thing).
She invited me into the office, offering me a seat across from her.
"Hi im Sadie Pine, i'm one of the main stylists here and (if you get the job) you will be lucky enough the work with me" she laughed
She was beautiful, to start of, with a real sense of class. She was had an emerald suit of which complimented her ginger hair so well. I jusy know she's good at her job just through her outfit. She gave a sweet vibe though a very warming one.
"Great." i laughed
"So what makes you want to work here"
"Well i'm looking for a summer job which can maybe carry on until school starts too and i think this job is perfect for me. I have recently been accepted into the London College of Fashion, so i believe that this job will work very well along side my school work there when i start in September."
"London College of Fashion huh" she gave a nod, a nod of approval and impressiveness.
She continued to ask me more questions about the job and my work in fashion previously.
"So y/n i'd be glad to make you my new assistant, you seem impressive already and i believe you can be made even better, i also believe we will get along well." She gave me a massive grin.
"Thank you so much" i was overjoyed and this definitely came through in my voice.
Sadie opened her arms for a hug, she grasped me.
"Once again thank you" i said
"It's my pleasure, are you alright to start on monday?"
"Yeah yeah that's fine."
"Oh and you'll be paid £30 an hour."
"Okay great."
I exited the room with Sadie close behind me. She headed towards the receptionist, overhearing i heard her say "cancel the other interviews". Wow i must have impressed her a lot. She was lovely though and i cant wait to work alongside her.
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I arrived at the Partridges home, uninvited of course but they could expect me these days. Liz, the partridges mum, opened the door.
"Oh hey!" she called out scooping me into a hug.
"hii, is millie in?"
"yeah yeah just upstairs"
I ran up the stairs as if it was my own home swinging the door open i announced new job.
"Millie! Millie! Millie! i got a job at LDN as an assistant stylist."
Millie wasn't the only one there though. Louis was sat on the floor reading A4 sheets of paper that have been stapled together. When he saw me his face lit up.
"No you didn't" she screamed with a smile, while putting down her A4 sheets of paper too.
We both screamed.
"Well done y/n your dreams are coming complete."
said louis in an inspirational tone.
"Okay obama what's with the inspiration tones"
both me and millie giggled.
"Sorry my lines are stuck in my head they are slipping into every sentence"
"So that's what are you two are up to" i grinned while bouncing onto Millie's bed.
"Yeah i've got a busy week this week. Shoots, auditions, meetings."
"sounds fun." i replied sarcastically.
"Very." he laughed. "Right so help me with this audition."
"But millie already is?"
"There's another character in this scene so i've had to double act with a stupid accent so it's best you help." Millie complained
"Okay"
"Come sit here, you can share my script" insisted louis
"But i'm next to millie, she has one"
"There's a printing error on mine for your lines."she lied
So i went and sat next to louis on the floor.
"Chuck me a pillow" i asked millie
She threw one hitting me right in the face.
"thanks" i said sarcastically.
Louis was laughing so hard
"Shut up partridge or you'll have one to the face too"
i said
His face quickly straightened up after that.