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Loving You

|Jealousy|

''What!! You want me to-''

''I want you to go out and take pictures of our fashion pieces for the interview.''} The head of my department said

''Interview?''

''The interview is for the superintendent of the board of fashion to see.''

''Who is the head or superintendent of the board of fashion?''

''It's the boss's father,but don't let that get to your head the boss still have to work hard to make sure that the company sales goes well.''

''So you are telling me that this man still have to work even though his father is in charge of the board of fashion,wow sad,he can still loose what's rightfully his.''

''Enough talking and go out and do what I asked you to do.''

I grabbed the camera and equipment that they handed me and hurried to the shoot. When I arrived I could see all the amazing models getting ready with their outfits and accessories on and others of them were already for me to do my job. I hurried to the models and snapped the photos that I was asked to take,but for some unordinary reason one of the models was arguing with her fitter and she was making a scene that wasn't needed. However, I made an effort to rush over to her and asked what the problem and she stated that her pieces was perhaps stolen or was not where she placed them. Furthermore, To the effect of the situation we asked her more questions in which she answered very worried. I called the head of department and told her that I would be not doing the photos right away however, she herself wasn't to happy to hear that which she got mad and argued,yet I instead ignored her and tried to find answers or even clues to the situation at hand. I told her and the others models to stop and take a little brake until I found out where the her pieces are and who did it.

The next morning, at work everyone was glaring at me and upset because I didn't have the photos taken,but I told them the situation but they didn't care and some of them even went as far as calling be a Bitch and even asking why the hell did the boss pick me to do the job. Yet again I didn't let that stop me from trying to find out who stole the pieces or at least that was what I thought until the Kris walked in to the office and asked to see me.

''What are you doing, we need the photos and you decided to try to find out the problem to the stolen item. The model who lost the item will just have to not participate in the shoot and also it's her fault she never should've been careless with the items.'' He said in a very furious(angry) voice

''But, that's not the-''

''Then what is...the point exactly...the others maybe right,you are not the right fit for this company, you are going to bring the others and me down and I am not willing on letting that happen. I myself had to work very hard to make this company right without my father's help,but what will you know you are just a employee and not even a true fashion designer.''

''I very much understand how you feel and the others, but it's not fair to her... the model, she has worked hard herself to make sure that she is fit for the role and she even wasted her time being here when she could be doing something else. If you truly feel that way then go ahead but I will not stop the investigation on who stole the item and plus that item is need for the interview and it probably will sell well. You need to thing about how will the designer will feel if she knew her design has been stolen and will not be featured in the interview...your interview.''

''I don't care at all!!! Just get me my photos or you are Fired!''

Quickly leaving his office, I drove to my favorite cafe The Toffee Coffee and ordered my favorite bubble tea because after a hard day at work,I needed something to calm my nerves,as I sat down I slowly thought about the shoot and if I saw anything suspicious myself,but my brain couldn't think at that very moment. Finishing my drink, I went home and took a shower and cooked myself dinner and thought about the way one of my co-workers were acting. The co-worker was the one who told everyone the situation because I only told the head of my department what happened.

The next morning, when the other workers were deciding where to go to lunch they didn't even bother asking me to join though they were still upset. When they finally all left I went inside the co-worker's desk in thought she maybe the one who did it or at least had something to do with it. When I finally opened the desk slowly but surely... she was in fact the one who... stole it. Before they came back to the company, I decided to tell the Kris in which he was surprise that I found the culprit and he even decided to take care of the situation. After the report a lot of the other worker were not delighted on the news. The culprit herself stated that she was envious on how got do the shoot and she didn't even though she has been working longer than I have. Kris decided to fire her even though it brought tears and disappointment to the others that she was leaving the company,after all that the workers and even Kris himself was upset that we didn't get the photos and all this problems was brought on. I slowly looked at everyone and laughed really hard,yet they all looked confused at the current situation and how I was reacting.

We all decided to sit down and have a meeting about the photos still laughing I briefly told them that the photos were already sent to the board already. I kindly made a newer but updated version of the piece which I had asked the designer for some pictures of the piece she made and made a newer one and invited all the models with the pieces and took the photos and ship them to the board and also fill out all the paperwork. Everyone started to look at me very surprised then they even started to smile in happiness even though everyone came on me at a bad start I decided to treat everyone out to dinner. I was very pleased with how everything turned out for the most part, but of course Kris was okay with everything as well that he let me take care of his paperwork's making me his second-assistant in command. For the most part I was happy that I could now watch him from a more closer view and also do my work. Also for myself also try to forget the special project that I was assign to do as for the reason for me being here.

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