Chapter 10: 10
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Thursday, June 16, 2016, 5h15am
It's too early, I feel someone drag me into this huge Kennedy International Airport. This person keeps repeating Lisa hurry up where we will never board in the airplaine. We arrive at a counter, I will ask for a coffee but although I'm asleep, seen the dress of the woman, I am sure she is not a waitress. It starts again, I'm dragging again and a woman comes to me with a paper and a pen.Oh yes, some people, even if they are not numerous, ask for autographs from time to time. So I do as I was told, I smile, ask what name and I sign by adding a little stupid sentence that pleases. Gently, the one who is dragging me, you're going to tear off my arm. Oh, it's progressing alone and here I am on the plane and for the image of the agency, I have a place in first class. When I asked why I could not travel in business class, Madam X simply replied, "Earn more money for us and become famous." You talk about an answer. As if a girl of sixteen was going to bring them millions of dollars in a month. Stingy, they are only stingy. Knowing that Cindy was traveling in class for the poor and that she had pulled my arm this morning without mercy, I wished her a good trip among the poor people and then followed the flight attendant who was very considerate with me.
6:30 am a little shake and the plane rolls a moment before taking off. Wow, impressive but I have to keep a poker face to not pass for a girl who has never seen anything. Yes lately, living in this city, I understood that showing that we did not know the things that everyone else knows made laugh these little pretentious shits, so I play jaded. The armchairs are really comfortable but I have to keep my eyes open to live this experience.
01H00pm a hostess wakes me up asking me to fasten my seatbelt because we are going to land. What is this scam? The last thing I remember is that I was concentrating on keeping my eyes open this morning. I am now certain that Cindy has drugged my orange juice. That I'm talking to you a little about her. Cindy is twenty-six years old, very young but very talented in her work according to Madam x. She is very strict with me and supervises everything I eat, who I call, who approaches me, where I go, etc. Even shitting in peace has become almost impossible with her near me. At the same time, we get on very well and apart from her and Amy, I have no one else whom I consider a friend here. Although Cindy would rather be the overprotective big sister. My old friends never contact me and do not answer my calls. At first it was painful but I am no longer there and this change of life is doing me a lot of good. Sometimes I still get rises of hate but it's rare and I'm not alone anymore. In short, coming here might not be such a bad thing. On the other hand, I do not regret anything that I could do, nor what I could say. Each situation has its consequences and those who have suffered my anger have simply had no luck. 1H26pm we are now in Los Angeles International Airport. A car from the local agency should be outside and guide us to our hotel which is the Millennium Biltmore Los Angeles. A man with a sign in my name stands outside the airport and puts me in an awkward situation. Now direction hotel. Horrible traffic all the way but we arrived. When we enter the lobby, I feel like I see the room of an English or French castle that I saw in my textbooks. Although this is very beautiful, I do not really like this very too decorated style with some kind of ceiling frescoes. Cindy and I will be in the same room certainly because Madam x does not trust to me and think and think that if I am alone, I will only make nonsense. We take the elevator to the second floor and are guided by a guy with a ridiculous outfit to our room. When he begins his presentation of the bedroom, I ask myself a single question. Is this guy delayed? Imagine. "This is a bed. It is used to sleep at night. There are toilets. If you want to sink a bronze, it can be useful." But he takes us for two morons this asshole. While I was going to send it shit, Cindy having anticipated thanked him and gave him twenty dollars.
No. "Cindy, why are you giving money to a guy who takes us for two morons womens?"
Why are you looking at me like that? "You're stupid Lisa. Start by widening your horizons and take advantage of them to increase your general knowledge. In addition, stop your aggressive looks. You are not a fighting dog but a model used by our agency. Is it understood miss?"
I nod. "Understood, but if they treat everyone like that, they will soon be closing."
And why she sighs now. "Tradition, you know that word. Say you that although I think like you, this practice has become commonplace and before it changes much time will flow. You have so much for you. You never make up. You're dressed strangely. Do not make any effort to style yourself and despite all you have a face and a sublime body. You have everything to succeed but your little rotten character could compromise everything. Promise me that from now that for on things as insignificant as these you will not show your anger anymore. Go Lisa, an effort my beautiful, I want to hear you. Do not turn your head. Do not take out your smartphone. Promise me."
That she is boring sometimes. I promised Selena and Steve to improve myself so why not. Let's play the amorous girls. "I'll do anything for you anyway, promised."
While I make a big effort, this bitch strokes my head. Why do everyone caress my head? "That she is adorable when she wants my Lisa fufufu. Well my beautiful, now we will review the dialogs of the script. Stand in front of me. Wait before that, you remember that tomorrow morning we meet the film crew. I do not know much about this industry but I will do my best to support you."
I smile. "Do not worry about that. There would have been only me, I will never have made this film shit. It was Madam X who thought it was a good thing and Selena approved, that's all. Why this look?"
"Lisa repeat after me. Anger not good, bad rude, Madam x is called Lily Bauer."
She takes me for a cretin too? "Anger not good but independent of my will. Vulgarity not good but can be very useful. Madam x is called Madam x."
"You're hopeless, now we are revising the scenario
I smile widely. "Do not you want to go to the pool or relax with a massage? This hotel offers a lot of very good services. Personally I want to go for a swim. Come on Cindy, fart a blow, you'll see that after you'll be less stressed. "
"Lisa, standing in front of me and at work."
What a job crazy withthis girl. "You're really not funny. You'll stay single if you continue, be careful. outch"
"I think your parents have always been too kind to you. You live in the most luxurious neighborhood of New York and your apartment is worthy of a five-star hotel. You have become a spoiled child Who deserves a slap on the buttocks."
There it annoys me. "You should check some information before you to talk, it could save you serious problems. Do not break my balls talking to me about this kind of crap or I hit you. Move back and don't touch me. Never in your life will you take as many blows as I have received in the past. You do not know anything about what I've been able to experience before coming to live with Selena. I get out of this room before I get mean and do not control myself anymore."
Cindy, who had never seen that look full of hatred and Lisa's cold, self-assured behavior, was frozen in front of her. She was afraid of a sixteen-year-old girl she was in charge. Once Lisa left she called Lily Bauer to know a little more about the one she took for a very rich girl from the beautiful neighborhoods and much regretted her words that proved contrary to reality. Lily Bauer confessed to her that she did not know everything, but confided her knowledge of Lisa's life. An alcoholic and hyper-violent father who who has beaten them regulary. A pedophile uncle and often detained by the local police or in prison. A bipolar diagnosed mother who locked up her two daughters in a closet for days reciting prayers to them continuously. The two girls had to drink lamb blood every night and eat the hearts of lambs to purify their souls twice a week. Four times a year the two small girls were forced to plunge themselves completely into a bloodbath of the same animal to wash their bodies and ward off the evil that was eating them. But when Lisa grew up, she rebelled and scared him. Their mother gave up their religious education and education in general. From what she knew, it was Lisa who bought the family's food, the clothes for her sister and for herself and the school supplies since she was eleven years old. She had to do a lot of nonsense because how can an eleven-year-old bring home so much money? Finally, Lisa began her work only to earn money and take her sister away from this family.
Calm you Lisa. I think this hotel renting swimsuits by the pool. I go down and the pool disappoints me a little. It's a swimming pool that looks like the one for Olympic swimmers with once again pillars and decoration everywhere. No matter, look where to rent bathing suits. Found, I give my measurements and the number of my room and my name and choose a two-piece suit not too ugly. Once changed, I enter the pool which has water at an ideal temperature. Tomorrow I must meet all these people and I hope I do not say stupidities in front of these people belonging to a world that is unknown to me. The further I grow up, the more I realize that I know nothing about anything and find myself pathetic. Since I realized this, I work a lot in school to no longer be so ignorant but but the path of learning is still long and the path to reasonable knowledge seems even longer. My brain is really very limited I believe.
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Thursday, June 16, 2016, 5h15am
It's too early, I feel someone drag me into this huge Kennedy International Airport. This person keeps repeating Lisa hurry up where we will never board in the airplaine. We arrive at a counter, I will ask for a coffee but although I'm asleep, seen the dress of the woman, I am sure she is not a waitress. It starts again, I'm dragging again and a woman comes to me with a paper and a pen.Oh yes, some people, even if they are not numerous, ask for autographs from time to time. So I do as I was told, I smile, ask what name and I sign by adding a little stupid sentence that pleases. Gently, the one who is dragging me, you're going to tear off my arm. Oh, it's progressing alone and here I am on the plane and for the image of the agency, I have a place in first class. When I asked why I could not travel in business class, Madam X simply replied, "Earn more money for us and become famous." You talk about an answer. As if a girl of sixteen was going to bring them millions of dollars in a month. Stingy, they are only stingy. Knowing that Cindy was traveling in class for the poor and that she had pulled my arm this morning without mercy, I wished her a good trip among the poor people and then followed the flight attendant who was very considerate with me.
6:30 am a little shake and the plane rolls a moment before taking off. Wow, impressive but I have to keep a poker face to not pass for a girl who has never seen anything. Yes lately, living in this city, I understood that showing that we did not know the things that everyone else knows made laugh these little pretentious shits, so I play jaded. The armchairs are really comfortable but I have to keep my eyes open to live this experience.
01H00pm a hostess wakes me up asking me to fasten my seatbelt because we are going to land. What is this scam? The last thing I remember is that I was concentrating on keeping my eyes open this morning. I am now certain that Cindy has drugged my orange juice. That I'm talking to you a little about her. Cindy is twenty-six years old, very young but very talented in her work according to Madam x. She is very strict with me and supervises everything I eat, who I call, who approaches me, where I go, etc. Even shitting in peace has become almost impossible with her near me. At the same time, we get on very well and apart from her and Amy, I have no one else whom I consider a friend here. Although Cindy would rather be the overprotective big sister. My old friends never contact me and do not answer my calls. At first it was painful but I am no longer there and this change of life is doing me a lot of good. Sometimes I still get rises of hate but it's rare and I'm not alone anymore. In short, coming here might not be such a bad thing. On the other hand, I do not regret anything that I could do, nor what I could say. Each situation has its consequences and those who have suffered my anger have simply had no luck. 1H26pm we are now in Los Angeles International Airport. A car from the local agency should be outside and guide us to our hotel which is the Millennium Biltmore Los Angeles. A man with a sign in my name stands outside the airport and puts me in an awkward situation. Now direction hotel. Horrible traffic all the way but we arrived. When we enter the lobby, I feel like I see the room of an English or French castle that I saw in my textbooks. Although this is very beautiful, I do not really like this very too decorated style with some kind of ceiling frescoes. Cindy and I will be in the same room certainly because Madam x does not trust to me and think and think that if I am alone, I will only make nonsense. We take the elevator to the second floor and are guided by a guy with a ridiculous outfit to our room. When he begins his presentation of the bedroom, I ask myself a single question. Is this guy delayed? Imagine. "This is a bed. It is used to sleep at night. There are toilets. If you want to sink a bronze, it can be useful." But he takes us for two morons this asshole. While I was going to send it shit, Cindy having anticipated thanked him and gave him twenty dollars.
No. "Cindy, why are you giving money to a guy who takes us for two morons womens?"
Why are you looking at me like that? "You're stupid Lisa. Start by widening your horizons and take advantage of them to increase your general knowledge. In addition, stop your aggressive looks. You are not a fighting dog but a model used by our agency. Is it understood miss?"
I nod. "Understood, but if they treat everyone like that, they will soon be closing."
And why she sighs now. "Tradition, you know that word. Say you that although I think like you, this practice has become commonplace and before it changes much time will flow. You have so much for you. You never make up. You're dressed strangely. Do not make any effort to style yourself and despite all you have a face and a sublime body. You have everything to succeed but your little rotten character could compromise everything. Promise me that from now that for on things as insignificant as these you will not show your anger anymore. Go Lisa, an effort my beautiful, I want to hear you. Do not turn your head. Do not take out your smartphone. Promise me."
That she is boring sometimes. I promised Selena and Steve to improve myself so why not. Let's play the amorous girls. "I'll do anything for you anyway, promised."
While I make a big effort, this bitch strokes my head. Why do everyone caress my head? "That she is adorable when she wants my Lisa fufufu. Well my beautiful, now we will review the dialogs of the script. Stand in front of me. Wait before that, you remember that tomorrow morning we meet the film crew. I do not know much about this industry but I will do my best to support you."
I smile. "Do not worry about that. There would have been only me, I will never have made this film shit. It was Madam X who thought it was a good thing and Selena approved, that's all. Why this look?"
"Lisa repeat after me. Anger not good, bad rude, Madam x is called Lily Bauer."
She takes me for a cretin too? "Anger not good but independent of my will. Vulgarity not good but can be very useful. Madam x is called Madam x."
"You're hopeless, now we are revising the scenario
I smile widely. "Do not you want to go to the pool or relax with a massage? This hotel offers a lot of very good services. Personally I want to go for a swim. Come on Cindy, fart a blow, you'll see that after you'll be less stressed. "
"Lisa, standing in front of me and at work."
What a job crazy withthis girl. "You're really not funny. You'll stay single if you continue, be careful. outch"
"I think your parents have always been too kind to you. You live in the most luxurious neighborhood of New York and your apartment is worthy of a five-star hotel. You have become a spoiled child Who deserves a slap on the buttocks."
There it annoys me. "You should check some information before you to talk, it could save you serious problems. Do not break my balls talking to me about this kind of crap or I hit you. Move back and don't touch me. Never in your life will you take as many blows as I have received in the past. You do not know anything about what I've been able to experience before coming to live with Selena. I get out of this room before I get mean and do not control myself anymore."
Cindy, who had never seen that look full of hatred and Lisa's cold, self-assured behavior, was frozen in front of her. She was afraid of a sixteen-year-old girl she was in charge. Once Lisa left she called Lily Bauer to know a little more about the one she took for a very rich girl from the beautiful neighborhoods and much regretted her words that proved contrary to reality. Lily Bauer confessed to her that she did not know everything, but confided her knowledge of Lisa's life. An alcoholic and hyper-violent father who who has beaten them regulary. A pedophile uncle and often detained by the local police or in prison. A bipolar diagnosed mother who locked up her two daughters in a closet for days reciting prayers to them continuously. The two girls had to drink lamb blood every night and eat the hearts of lambs to purify their souls twice a week. Four times a year the two small girls were forced to plunge themselves completely into a bloodbath of the same animal to wash their bodies and ward off the evil that was eating them. But when Lisa grew up, she rebelled and scared him. Their mother gave up their religious education and education in general. From what she knew, it was Lisa who bought the family's food, the clothes for her sister and for herself and the school supplies since she was eleven years old. She had to do a lot of nonsense because how can an eleven-year-old bring home so much money? Finally, Lisa began her work only to earn money and take her sister away from this family.
Calm you Lisa. I think this hotel renting swimsuits by the pool. I go down and the pool disappoints me a little. It's a swimming pool that looks like the one for Olympic swimmers with once again pillars and decoration everywhere. No matter, look where to rent bathing suits. Found, I give my measurements and the number of my room and my name and choose a two-piece suit not too ugly. Once changed, I enter the pool which has water at an ideal temperature. Tomorrow I must meet all these people and I hope I do not say stupidities in front of these people belonging to a world that is unknown to me. The further I grow up, the more I realize that I know nothing about anything and find myself pathetic. Since I realized this, I work a lot in school to no longer be so ignorant but but the path of learning is still long and the path to reasonable knowledge seems even longer. My brain is really very limited I believe.
Thursday, June 16, 2016, 5h15amIt's too early, I feel someone drag me into this huge Kennedy International Airport. This person keeps repeating Lisa hurry up where we will never board in the airplaine. We arrive at a counter, I will ask for a coffee but although I'm asleep, seen the dress of the woman, I am sure she is not a waitress. It starts again, I'm dragging again and a woman comes to me with a paper and a pen.Oh yes, some people, even if they are not numerous, ask for autographs from time to time. So I do as I was told, I smile, ask what name and I sign by adding a little stupid sentence that pleases. Gently, the one who is dragging me, you're going to tear off my arm. Oh, it's progressing alone and here I am on the plane and for the image of the agency, I have a place in first class. When I asked why I could not travel in business class, Madam X simply replied, "Earn more money for us and become famous." You talk about an answer. As if a girl of sixteen was going to bring them millions of dollars in a month. Stingy, they are only stingy. Knowing that Cindy was traveling in class for the poor and that she had pulled my arm this morning without mercy, I wished her a good trip among the poor people and then followed the flight attendant who was very considerate with me.6:30 am a little shake and the plane rolls a moment before taking off. Wow, impressive but I have to keep a poker face to not pass for a girl who has never seen anything. Yes lately, living in this city, I understood that showing that we did not know the things that everyone else knows made laugh these little pretentious shits, so I play jaded. The armchairs are really comfortable but I have to keep my eyes open to live this experience.01H00pm a hostess wakes me up asking me to fasten my seatbelt because we are going to land. What is this scam? The last thing I remember is that I was concentrating on keeping my eyes open this morning. I am now certain that Cindy has drugged my orange juice. That I'm talking to you a little about her. Cindy is twenty-six years old, very young but very talented in her work according to Madam x. She is very strict with me and supervises everything I eat, who I call, who approaches me, where I go, etc. Even shitting in peace has become almost impossible with her near me. At the same time, we get on very well and apart from her and Amy, I have no one else whom I consider a friend here. Although Cindy would rather be the overprotective big sister. My old friends never contact me and do not answer my calls. At first it was painful but I am no longer there and this change of life is doing me a lot of good. Sometimes I still get rises of hate but it's rare and I'm not alone anymore. In short, coming here might not be such a bad thing. On the other hand, I do not regret anything that I could do, nor what I could say. Each situation has its consequences and those who have suffered my anger have simply had no luck. 1H26pm we are now in Los Angeles International Airport. A car from the local agency should be outside and guide us to our hotel which is the Millennium Biltmore Los Angeles. A man with a sign in my name stands outside the airport and puts me in an awkward situation. Now direction hotel. Horrible traffic all the way but we arrived. When we enter the lobby, I feel like I see the room of an English or French castle that I saw in my textbooks. Although this is very beautiful, I do not really like this very too decorated style with some kind of ceiling frescoes. Cindy and I will be in the same room certainly because Madam x does not trust to me and think and think that if I am alone, I will only make nonsense. We take the elevator to the second floor and are guided by a guy with a ridiculous outfit to our room. When he begins his presentation of the bedroom, I ask myself a single question. Is this guy delayed? Imagine. "This is a bed. It is used to sleep at night. There are toilets. If you want to sink a bronze, it can be useful." But he takes us for two morons this asshole. While I was going to send it shit, Cindy having anticipated thanked him and gave him twenty dollars.No. "Cindy, why are you giving money to a guy who takes us for two morons womens?"Why are you looking at me like that? "You're stupid Lisa. Start by widening your horizons and take advantage of them to increase your general knowledge. In addition, stop your aggressive looks. You are not a fighting dog but a model used by our agency. Is it understood miss?"I nod. "Understood, but if they treat everyone like that, they will soon be closing."And why she sighs now. "Tradition, you know that word. Say you that although I think like you, this practice has become commonplace and before it changes much time will flow. You have so much for you. You never make up. You're dressed strangely. Do not make any effort to style yourself and despite all you have a face and a sublime body. You have everything to succeed but your little rotten character could compromise everything. Promise me that from now that for on things as insignificant as these you will not show your anger anymore. Go Lisa, an effort my beautiful, I want to hear you. Do not turn your head. Do not take out your smartphone. Promise me."That she is boring sometimes. I promised Selena and Steve to improve myself so why not. Let's play the amorous girls. "I'll do anything for you anyway, promised."While I make a big effort, this bitch strokes my head. Why do everyone caress my head? "That she is adorable when she wants my Lisa fufufu. Well my beautiful, now we will review the dialogs of the script. Stand in front of me. Wait before that, you remember that tomorrow morning we meet the film crew. I do not know much about this industry but I will do my best to support you."I smile. "Do not worry about that. There would have been only me, I will never have made this film shit. It was Madam X who thought it was a good thing and Selena approved, that's all. Why this look?""Lisa repeat after me. Anger not good, bad rude, Madam x is called Lily Bauer."She takes me for a cretin too? "Anger not good but independent of my will. Vulgarity not good but can be very useful. Madam x is called Madam x.""You're hopeless, now we are revising the scenarioI smile widely. "Do not you want to go to the pool or relax with a massage? This hotel offers a lot of very good services. Personally I want to go for a swim. Come on Cindy, fart a blow, you'll see that after you'll be less stressed. ""Lisa, standing in front of me and at work."What a job crazy withthis girl. "You're really not funny. You'll stay single if you continue, be careful. outch""I think your parents have always been too kind to you. You live in the most luxurious neighborhood of New York and your apartment is worthy of a five-star hotel. You have become a spoiled child Who deserves a slap on the buttocks."There it annoys me. "You should check some information before you to talk, it could save you serious problems. Do not break my balls talking to me about this kind of crap or I hit you. Move back and don't touch me. Never in your life will you take as many blows as I have received in the past. You do not know anything about what I've been able to experience before coming to live with Selena. I get out of this room before I get mean and do not control myself anymore."Cindy, who had never seen that look full of hatred and Lisa's cold, self-assured behavior, was frozen in front of her. She was afraid of a sixteen-year-old girl she was in charge. Once Lisa left she called Lily Bauer to know a little more about the one she took for a very rich girl from the beautiful neighborhoods and much regretted her words that proved contrary to reality. Lily Bauer confessed to her that she did not know everything, but confided her knowledge of Lisa's life. An alcoholic and hyper-violent father who who has beaten them regulary. A pedophile uncle and often detained by the local police or in prison. A bipolar diagnosed mother who locked up her two daughters in a closet for days reciting prayers to them continuously. The two girls had to drink lamb blood every night and eat the hearts of lambs to purify their souls twice a week. Four times a year the two small girls were forced to plunge themselves completely into a bloodbath of the same animal to wash their bodies and ward off the evil that was eating them. But when Lisa grew up, she rebelled and scared him. Their mother gave up their religious education and education in general. From what she knew, it was Lisa who bought the family's food, the clothes for her sister and for herself and the school supplies since she was eleven years old. She had to do a lot of nonsense because how can an eleven-year-old bring home so much money? Finally, Lisa began her work only to earn money and take her sister away from this family.Calm you Lisa. I think this hotel renting swimsuits by the pool. I go down and the pool disappoints me a little. It's a swimming pool that looks like the one for Olympic swimmers with once again pillars and decoration everywhere. No matter, look where to rent bathing suits. Found, I give my measurements and the number of my room and my name and choose a two-piece suit not too ugly. Once changed, I enter the pool which has water at an ideal temperature. Tomorrow I must meet all these people and I hope I do not say stupidities in front of these people belonging to a world that is unknown to me. The further I grow up, the more I realize that I know nothing about anything and find myself pathetic. Since I realized this, I work a lot in school to no longer be so ignorant but but the path of learning is still long and the path to reasonable knowledge seems even longer. My brain is really very limited I believe.
