" My name is Allison Wright, Mr. Hendrixs is expecting me, I'm sure of it. Just buzz him and ask if he has an appointment with me please." Allison pleaded with the older lady at the front desk. The lady hadn't seem to believe Allison when she had told her that Mr. Hendrixs knew her, so she was stalled, and slightly annoyed. 'I knew I should have called Victoria and asked her to give me the number to his work line..', the impatient seventeen year old mumbled to herself as she leaned on the counter watching the brownish-gray haired lady look over the daily appointments. "I know I'm on there, please miss its rather urgent." She could tell that the lady was determined to dismiss her. An elbow on the counter top, with her head resting in the palm of her hand; Allison twirled a loose stand of her dark streaked hair around her pointer finger as she waited.
On the desk a name card read, Mrs. Williams, which was the older lady who was suspicious of the teenager. Fumbling through her files and double checking the calendar, Mrs. Williams eyed the younger female. "Well I won't say that I believe you, however Mr. Hendrixs' two o'clock was a no show, so I'll allow you to venture past here under one condition, "you never bother him at work again, got it." Mrs. Williams ordered picking up a pen and jotting down the daily pass code to allow the girl into the main part of the building. "Here, he's on the 8th floor. You can't miss it." Handing Allison the paper, she watched the girl walk off.
Taking the paper, Allison smiled, "thank you. See that wasn't so hard." With that being said, she hurried off to the first set of double doors. Punching in the code on the side panel, Allison was excited more then ever. Heading to the elevators, she pushed the up button and waited for it to come to her.
Today was a big day for her, she was going to talk something extremely personal with Victoria's father and hoped that everything would go well. Thus she had taken time to prepare her attire, her jewelry and make up to make her look stunning. Dressing in a loose white mini-skirt which hugged her hips sweetly, a button up collared top with the first three buttons undone. Topping the outfit off with a clear pair of spiked heels. Her make up was done light and flirty the colors used to help bring out her eyes. 'I hope what Victoria said was right...I must admit, Mr. Hendrixs is very..', Her thought was interrupted by the ding of the elevator. Stepping in, she tapped the round button for floor eight. It wasn't moments later she had arrived. Sliding out, she noticed his office was a remolded Penthouse area of an hotel. "Woah..." Quickly fixing her look she knocked on the door and entered when she was addressed.