A Vision of You and Me
Chapter 5 --- Nice to Meet You
By: Neo-Queen Serenity
E-Mail: serenausako@hotmail.com
webpage: http://crystaltokyo.cjb.net

	April 20th.
	The telephone on Darien’s desk protested, startling him.	"Good morning." 
	"Hello Darien." Andrew laughed as he got online.
	"How’s everything so far?" He sat back and tried to relaxed his tensed nerves.
	"Very impressive.  The conference room was decorated just to suit 
her pleasure.  I suppose you are all worked up to impress her?"
	"10 a.m." Darien murmured a time.
	"That’s right.  Get ready and on the battle field we go." Andrew 
tried to reassure his employee.
	"Alright then.  See you in the conference room in-in 30 minutes." 
Darien took a glance at his watch and leaned forward to pick up a pencil.
	"No problem." His boss hang up.
	"Bye."  Hearing the click of Andrew’s telephone, Darien closed his 
eyes.  He’d been waiting for this day for years.  It was almost like his long
 cherished dream to meet Serena Murphy face to face.  Now, that day had 
finally arrived.*********		10 a.m.	
	Serena Murphy and Jennifer got off the limousine and greeted by a 
bunch of already-waiting reporters.  Serena instantly frowned.  She hated the
 press.	"Miss Murphy, what’s your opinion about working for Johnson’s 
Fashion?" A man rushed forward to ask a question.
	"What that because Andrew Johnson agreed to pay you more than any of 
you clients?  Was money your true purpose this time?" A middle-aged woman 
followed the model’s hurrying form.
	"have you any faith in Mr. Johnson’s designers?"
	"Plenty." Serena finally answered one of them, slightly annoyed.	"Miss Murphy-"
	"Miss Murphy-"		"Miss Murphy-"
	They didn’t just let her go, questions hurled at Serena and her 
assistance like a violent tornado. Serena and Jennifer reached Johnson’s 
headquarter and quickly disappeared into the elevator.*********	
	"Good Morning Miss Murphy." Lucy stood up instantly when she spotted 
the famous woman in the reception area.  Smiling, she led their way, "Please 
this way." Nodding politely toward Jen as well, she opened the door to the 
conference room.
	Darien Calt looked up the instant when Serena entered.  She was 
beautiful.  Perhaps she possessed certain elegance which made her distinct 
from other starlets and famous models.   Serena was graced by a neat, long 
sleeves navy outfit.  In a way, she even looked like a powerful and 
authoritative CEO, rather than the woman who worried about every molecule in
 her food.  Her shining gold hair were nicely secured by a navy silk scarf, 
with a few loose tendrils to soften the effect.  Her make-up looked natural 
and unflattering.  Serena also wore an expansive pearl pedant at her throat 
with matching pearl earrings.  Her eyes were most impressive.  Bright, sky 
blue full of wisdom, though they were cold and hard.  In a ways, Darien had 
awkwardly thought she’d look wonderful if she had some mirth or laughter in 
those amazing blue orbs.  
	"Miss Murphy, this is Mr. Johnson. And this is his designer Darien 
Calt." Lucy introduced everyone was Serena shook hands with them.  Her eyes 
landed on the designer then.  It was a youthful and startling handsome face. 
 Darien Calt wore a navy suit a color almost matching Serena’s.  He was 
incredibly tall and very well built.  The most notably feature were his 
amazing midnight dark hair which were nicely cut and carefully styled.  His 
eyes were deep ocean blue full of depth, there was a certain demanding manner
 radiating through the man which made him mysterious and hidden.  Serena was
 impressed slightly.
	Everyone sat down around the rosewood table with a copy of the 
contract in front of them.  Serena quietly turned to the first page and 
started her reading and Andrew Johnson and Darien Calt sat back and observed 
her.**********
	Andrew picked up a fountain pen Lucy gave to him and signed his name 
on the paper.  Darien followed suit and signed his.  Serena chose a gold pen 
and signed hers.
	The deal was sealed and Serena Murphy was Johnson’s official model.**********
	"Hello.  Who is it?"  Serena yawned sleepily into the phone.  She 
blinked and tried to focus on her radio clock.  8:42 a.m.  She frowned, 
slightly annoyed by the fact someone had bothered her sleep at such an early
 Saturday morning.
	"Serena. Wake up." Lita’s voice closed the distance between them.
	"Morning Lita.  What made you call me so early today?" Serena was 
relieved and sink deeper into her sea of sheets.
	 "Early? Not TOO early.  It’s nearly 9:00."
	"8:43." Serena corrected her best friend, noting the digit also 
increased by one.
	"Still, get up sleepy head."  Lita had not forgot to tease her.
	"what’s up?" Serena shook her head, feeling slightly dizzy.
	"You’ve forgot to call me since that day we had lunch and you dare 
ask me ‘what’s up’?" Lita scolded her friend, but laughed to show Serena she 
was only joking.	"I am sorry, Lita." Serena closed her eyes, smiling.
	"Apology accepted."	"Where are you now?"	"My office."	"Today is Saturday!" 
	"I know.  But Ken and I are going to get married in future months.  
I am planing on some ‘engagement vacation’.  I am also working on an outline 
for the Dallas project, that’s why I am in my office right now."
	"Oh." Serena nodded.  "you are going to ask me to be your bride maid right?"
	"Hmm..."	"What do you mean ‘Hmm...’?"
	"Because I already decided to let you be my bride maid ever since we 
were little kids." Lita told her seriously.	"Lita..." Serena was touched.
	"Anyway," The architect tried to change the topic. "I saw on the 
newspaper yesterday that you newly started up a contract with Johnson’s 
fashion, am I correct?"	"Yes."	"Why didn’t you tell me so when we had lunch?"
	"I hadn’t decide on it that day.  At the same time, I prefer not to 
talk about my career when I am with you."
	"That’s quite alright Serena. Though I'd rather you told me yourself 
than having me found out about it on the news." Lita tried to reassure her.
	"Did you set a day?" Serena suddenly picked up the topic of Lita’s wedding.
	"What day?"	"Wedding."
	"Not yet. I have to discuss this with Ken first." Lita told her, 
"When are you going to be married?"
	"Don’t tease me.  I am NOT going to get married." Serena laughed.
	"I am serious."	"I am serious as well."
	"Really Serena, you deserve the best in this world.  You just can’t 
imagine it, how much wonder life possesses.  Be happy Serena, you worked for 
it."	Serena could hear Lita’s voice wavering with emotion and realized 
Lita was truly serious about the matter.  But before she could say anything 
to tell Lita that she loved the way her life led and she didn’t feel alone, 
Lita hang up.  The dead dial tone came back into Serena’s empty mind.
	"I envy you, Lita..." She whispered.*********
	Somewhere not really too far away from Serena Murphy’s apartment, a 
young man with the most startling black hair and handsome face sat dreamily 
with a copy of yesterday’s news.  He was reading the article about Serena 
Murphy and Johnson’s contract, including Andrew Johnson’s opinion about the 
fashion show. 
	Darien remembered her heart-warming smiles.  Yet he was also aware 
of the fact that she was really smiling at all.  That was merely a pasted 
artificial happy face.  That made him wonder about her personal life and her 
past.	Above all, Darien Calt was excited.  He was determined not to fail 
his friend who had put so much trust in him and vowed to work to the top.  
He will show the world that he, too could be a winner with such talent he 
possessed.  He already got certain ideas of the designs in mind.  Meeting
 with Serena in real life had made him change a few of them.  Basically, 
they will be most suited to her beauty and grace.
	*Now Darien, hold on tight and on the battle fields you go...*

To be contineud...