~*~ Chapter 10 ~*~
3 months had gone by. After
what happened between Kirstin and Tom that night, she had never seen him again.
And she didn't want too. She was ashamed of herself. And he never went after
her, mostly because he didn't have her phone number and didn't know what to
say if he was to show up at her door.
Kirstin kept her routine: home to college, college to work, work to home.
And the 'Thursday Nights' were also kept as part of the routine. She and Grace
had to find somewhere else to go to, because Kirstin didn't wanna see Tom. No
need to say that Grace was not at all happy with how things turned out to be.
Kirstin still had her fun with the 'Thursday Guys' every week and very often,
things would end up at her place. It was the choice she had made to help herself
forget about Ashley. And it was working pretty well. Sometimes, it just felt
like a bad dream to Kirstin.
Ashley had spent the past 3 months trying to put everything behind him
and go on with his life. A little after the night at 'Inferno', things were
pretty messed up in Ashley's head. He ended a 5-month relationship with a great
girl so he could be with the girl he really loved. But things didn't go as planned
and he was left alone and pretty hurt. Day after day, he would expect Kirstin's
call. At every hour, he would check his cell phone to make sure it was on. But
she never called. It was starting to interfere on his job, so he managed to
put things behind him, at least while working, but when he was lying in bed,
trying to sleep, with his eyes closed, it was Kirstin's face he would see. But
time was the best medicine for Ashley and her face eventually started to fade
away.
~*~*~*~*~*~
NEW YORK CITY, NY - MTV Studios
“Excuse me, sir.”
“Kirstin! Please, come in.” Mr. Goodman, a short, bald guy in his mid
forties and with a really friendly face, pointed a chair in front of his desk
so Kirstin would sit.
“Did you wanna see me, sir?”
“Yes, I did. It's about your job here.” Kirstin got a bit worried. She
couldn't afford to lose her job there. It would be too difficult for her to
find other job in that area. With a worried look upon her face, she said:
“Yes…”
“Oh, don't worry, it's a good thing.” Mr. Goodman had a smile on his
face. Kirstin felt relieved. He continued “Actually, not that good. Because
you don't work for me anymore.”
“What? But, sir, I can't…” Kirstin tried to say but was cut off by Mr.
Goodman.
“Kirstin, relax. You don't work for me anymore because I got you something
better. It's like a promotion.”
“What?”
she was surprised. She did not see that coming.
“Yeah, well,
you've been working on filing for almost 2 years now, it was about time for
you to move on. It wouldn't be fair to you for me to keep you here forever.
So I put a good word on you for this man in charge of editing this show and
he wants you to work for him now.”
“Oh my God!
Editing? Are you serious?”
“Of course
I am. But, as you are still in college, he can only hire you as his assistant.”
“That's
not a problem. Not at all.”
“Good. So
here's his card. I don't know the details, so you'll have to call him. You finish
things here today and that's your last day filing.”
“Oh, Mr.
Goodman, thank you so much. I don't even know how to thank you.”
“Don't mention.
You are a great girl, a hard worker and you'll be missed. But you deserve it.”
“Oh, thank
you for your kindness, sir.”
They
shook hands and Kirstin left the office, still thanking him while leaving. She
was so hyped. Editing was big. At least for her, still a college student, editing
was huge!
“So,
you got the big news, I suppose.” Marge said from behind her desk when she saw
the big smile on Kirstin's face.
“You
knew?”
“Of
course I knew! I know everything that goes on around here. Congratulations,
honey!” Marge got out of her chair to give Kirstin a hug.
“Thank
you. I am kinda sad I'm gonna have to leave you and Mr. Goodman though. You
are great people.”
“Oh,
don't worry about us. We're gonna be just fine. And so are you. And we are gonna
be just some floors away.”
“Yeah,
I guess. Thanks.” Kirstin said, giving Marge another hug “Well, let me get back
to work so I can finish things here and go home to talk to this guy here.”
she said holding up the card she had in her right hand.
“Ok,
dear. But come visit me every time you can, alright?”
“I
sure will. Thanks Marge. For everything. You're so sweet.”
“Oh,
dear, you too.”
“Well…
bye then.”
“Goodbye.”
Kirstin
rushed to finish things there. When she was done, she went straight to her house
to call Andrew Jackson, the editing guy.
“Hello?”
“Hello.
Andrew Jackson?”
“Yeah,
who is this?”
“Hi,
my name is Kirstin Addams. I work, well, I used to work for Mr. Goodman at MTV.
He told me you wanted me to work for you.”
“Oh,
Kirstin! Of course! Hi! Yeah, I need someone to start working right away and
Goodman told me good things about you and your work. Can you come meet me tomorrow
so we can talk better about your job?”
“Yes,
of course. Where should I meet you?” she said getting a piece of paper and a
pen.
“Well,
it can be here at MTV. I'm on the 10th floor. Is 3 o'clock good for
you?”
“Yes.”
“Good.
So 3 it is. And when you get to the floor, just ask anybody for Andrew Jackson
and someone will tell you where you can find me. You'll see things on the 10th
floor are a bit different from where you used to work.” he led out a little
laughter. So did Kirstin.
“Well,
that's fine with me.”
“Great,
so we'll meet tomorrow.”
“Ok,
thank you, Mr. Jackson.”
“Oh,
no! Please, call me Andy.”
“Alright.
Thank you, Andy.”
“No problem. Bye.”
Kirstin was so happy she could scream. And she did. Things were starting to work out for her. At least in the job department, that was.
At 3 o'clock sharp,
Kirstin got out of the elevator at the 10th floor. As Andrew said, things were
different there. Completely different. There were people coming and going, people
holding piles of tapes, papers. Things were hectic there. She stopped a Japanese
guy who was holding a cup of coffee and didn't seem in as much of a rush as
the rest of the people there.
“Excuse
me, can you tell me where I can find Andrew Jackson's office?”
“Yeah, it's
right over… actually, I'm going that way. Follow me.”
“Thank you.”
Kirstin passed a corridor
with a lot of rooms and those that had the doors opened, Kirstin tried to take
a peak at them. She saw a lot of TV monitors, headphones, VCRs and tables with
a lot of buttons on them. Kirstin was so excited. This was exactly the kind
of job she wanted after graduating. To work behind the scenes and in a place
with laid-back people, where you don't have to worry about what clothes to put
on to go to work, where you don't have
to wear suits and formal cloths ever.
The Japanese
guy stopped and said:
“I'm staying
here, but Andy's office is 2 doors away, right there.” he pointed to this office
that had its door closed.
“Thank you.”
“No problem.”
Kirstin
knocked on Andrew's door. When she heard a 'Come on in' from inside, she opened
the door.
“Andrew
Jackson?” she asked from the door to a guy that had his hand covering the phone
speaker.
“Yes. Are
you Kirstin?” Kirstin nodded “Please, come in. Sit. This will only take a second.”
he pointed to the phone.
Kirstin closed the
door and sat. It was a small office. Just a desk, a computer, some chairs and
2 filing cabinets. And Andrew was nothing like she expected him to be. By his
voice, she expected to see someone in his late thirties, but Andrew looked like
he was in his late twenties. He was pretty cute. Short blonde hair, green eyes.‘Really
cute’ she thought.
Andrew soon
hung up the phone and then shook Kirstin's hand.
“So, you
are Miss Kirstin Addams.”
“Yes, that's
me” she gave him a smile. She felt more comfortable around him than around Mr.
Goodman because Andrew was closer to her age.
“Ok then. Let me tell
you what you are gonna be doing here. We are starting this new show here at
MTV in 3 weeks. We need new people. We got a lot of people to work on it too
but I noticed that I couldn't do the editing all by myself, so I had to have
an assistant. And that's where you come in. How do you like it so far?”
Andrew asked Kirstin. She sensed he was flirting with her, so she decided to play the
same game.
“So far,
so good.”
“Great. The editing
will be all on you and me. It's a short show. A typical 30 minutes show, not
so difficult to do. The only thing is that this show was on this other channel
and MTV decided to buy the rights to it and it's now gonna be shown here and
the group management would like the editing to be pretty similar as it was on
the other channel, so we'll have to do a little research onthat and we're already
running a little behind schedule.”
“I'm sorry.
I'm not quite following you here. You said group management. What is this show
about?”
“Oh, sorry!
It's about this band, O-Town. We'll be working on 'Making the band'.”
* Thanx Caitlin for editing and correcting the grammar on this chapter
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