One Smile Please
Chapter Two:
I looked at my reflection in disgust. This skirt hurts my legs! No, I am not wearing this! And this blazer, why would you wear such a thing?! It's just ugh.... I know I'd worn the blazer a couple of times before and I'd been forced to get used to it but the skirt? Ugh. This deal seemed to be quite important so I had to make a good impression. Hoodies and converses just wouldn't do it.
"Charlie?" It was Simon; he hadn't left and made sure that I wasn't late for my meeting by waking me up at the crack of dawn. I'd only had three hours of sleep, which was why I had to use some makeup, so I didn't scare the manager off by looking like a zombie.
"Simon! I am not wearing this!!!! I look like I'm some old hag! I hate this!" I moan as Simon barges into my room. He takes one look and starts laughing. Told you he was mean. "This is serious!"
"I know, but you wearing a pencil skirt is too funny!" he said holding his stomach. I huffed. "Okay, okay, I'm serious now," he said still smiling, "Hmm... Where are your trousers again?"
I looked around trying to think of some excuse but when I couldn't think of anything I told him the truth, "You know my balcony? Uhm... I hung them there to dry after washing them and then went to work, but then when I came back they were gone..."
Simon stifled a laugh, "Okay, why don't you just wear some jeans with the blazer?"
"Simon you genius!" I say and then push him out of the room and change into some skinny dark blue jeans. Hmm, it looked better. I tied my hazel coloured hair up in a high ponytail and put on some pumps. I do prefer converses or flats, but I guess the black pumps are the most professional looking shoes I have.
I strutted out and Simon was standing there, "Not bad," he commented, I just rolled my eyes.
"Please drive me, I'm probably not going to find a parking place, please," I pleaded with my hands clasped together and he gave in. I grabbed my bag and we headed out.
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It had been a whole half an hour since I'd been waiting for the company's manager to meet up with me, the meeting had been arranged at a well-off looking coffee shop, which was okay because I could get food, but I was sitting here like a loner. We were only here to discuss the details, which was why the meeting was here, but how long? I spent most of the time sipping at my drinks or looking through the company's files. I had to say the company was quite wealthy and high ranking. It was a conglomerate company, meaning it had loads of smaller companies in its power, but the main establishment was interior designing and architecture. One of their subsidiaries was a wedding planning company which stood out to me, one because I loved weddings and personally loved taking photos of weddings, and secondly because all the other subsidiaries were things like tools, furniture and things you'd closely relate to interior designing and architecture.
Hmm, interesting.
I was on my third cup of hot chocolate. The reason I hadn't yet left was because the last time this happened, I had gotten the timing wrong... I had left ten minutes before the meeting had been scheduled. Never again.
After about five minutes I saw a sleek black car pull up, and a man in a black suit stepped out and then another twig like man. The man in the black suit looked vaguely familiar but then he was wearing some sunglasses so I couldn't really tell. The car after a while drove off. I was sitting the far corner of the café, meaning I could see the people outside but they couldn't see me. The men walked in, and a flirty waitress directed them into my direction, though before that they briefly talked about something.
Wait what was his name again? I think the Boss mentioned it... Something like Daniel Farts? Maybe not that, but it was something along those lines. The men finally reached my table and stood up to greet them.
"Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you sir," I say flashing them a fake smile, and putting my hand out. Apparently smiling is a must. The man in reply didn't smile at all. Dude come on, it's a must do. However he shook my hand.
He still had his sunglasses on so I couldn't even tell if he was looking at me. Rude much?
"Hello, Miss Rae," he said roughly, then his head twitched in the direction of the seats, "May we?"
"Yes of course," Ugh, what was his name, I searched through my brain for a while as we all sat down. I studied both of them carefully, whilst getting out the required files out, as did the twiggy man.
"You may have been expecting Darren Faulkner, the manager, but unfortunately he had an accident today, hence we are here. We also apologise for keeping you waiting, but I hope you understand. I'm Ryan Matthews, the CEOs secretary, and this is Cameron Fraser, the CEO of our company." I rose my eyebrow slightly at how fast the twig- Ryan had spoken, it took me a while to comprehend what he had said.
Smiling I said, "That's perfectly fine, it was no trouble," 'no trouble' Uhuh, stop lying Charlie. "Well I think you may already know about me seeing as you knew my name, but I am Charli- Charlotte Rae," I corrected myself, and didn't stop smiling. "Chief Photographer of our company. Anyways, should we talk business?" My face hurts!
After that the secretary told me most of the information on what they wanted. They were re-modifying their magazine and they needed a lot of photos taken of basically everything, from their interior designs, to the buildings made because of their architects. It was a big project. To take the pictures I'd have to go to a lot of sites and venues. They also wanted our company to make their magazine, designing and all, that wasn't my area so I'd have to get back to the Boss on that. I took notes and showed them samples of the photos we'd taken of buildings and given them my portfolio to look through. Halfway through the secretary got a call so he excused himself, and I was left with the grumpy CEO. He had said absolutely nothing throughout, but I swear he had been looking at me through the whole thing. Stupid sunglasses.
Not wanting to be rude I tried to start a conversation, "Um, so... Would you like to see the portfolio?" It was only the secretary who had looked through the thing.
"Sure," he said and took the portfolio in his hands. As he flicked through I took the time to look at Mr Fraser properly. His posture was quite stiff and tensed, something in here was stressing him out, or maybe he was just a stress-y person. His face was well masked and emotionless, it seemed like he had a lot of practise at hiding his expressions. I moved on from that to just checking him out, I know, I know a bit shameless, but he was a bit hot. You could see he worked out a fair from his biceps that roughly showed from under his suit, his hair was a caramel blonde colour, it was cut short and he had spent time gelling it. He looked roughly my age maybe slightly older, 25 maybe. I'd heard of him before a few times, some of my colleagues have spoken of him. Cameron Fraser. I think someone also mentioned the fact that his mother recently passed away, I wasn't sure if it was a rumour or not though.
He surprised me by speaking up, "This is really good, I'm glad our company is working with yours," he said with a slight nod, nothing else.
"Thank you, when would you like this project to be finished by?"
"By the end of next month preferably," I nodded in response.
Just then Ryan came back in rushing slightly. "Sir my girlfriend's in labour, can I-" Mr Fraser just nodded, making a massive smile erupt on Ryan's face.
"Thank you,"
"Hey, congratulations," I said with a real, bright smile. Aw, that was so sweet.
"Thanks," and with that he was out. Aw, I think he was slightly younger than me. That was quite sweet.
"Is there anything else left to discuss?" I question Mr Fraser.
"Just where the first photoshoot will be I think, but you will be informed of that on Monday when you come to the company like Mr Matthews mentioned," I nodded and then as we bid each other our goodbyes, I suddenly realised the other reason why this man looked familiar. Another smile erupted on my face.
He took off his glasses and stopped for a second to glance at me, "Thank you," he muttered, and then he turned around and got back into his car.
He didn't go back. He didn't jump.
My smile was so bright it could probably blind people.
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