Chapter 2: Thalia

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(Thalia's POV)
You won't believe how it looks like inside the Erskine records building. My boss made sure it was killer-soft, no it's not weird. It's very beautiful and lively actually. I was the designer....don't hate me I'm new, just a few weeks. The old guy was kicked out, after fans' petition for better designs....lucky me, I'm Thalia by the way.
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I knew Harry more than you'd believe me, he almost keeps to himself, ALMOST....Today a meeting is scheduled to discuss about launching some new collections. The following days are going to be tough for me, but that's what's different it's never been hard or dull. Life couldn't be more better, well life had something better in store for me.
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'Ok listen up, Harry won't be here. I'll be in charge'. It was Emma, Emma Spring, the co-director. I was puzzled.....Harry was so psyched about this meeting why didn't he come? Should I drop him a text? Should I call him? I was confused.
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The meeting was boring for me, obviously!!! Harry wasn't there. We discussed about launching new designed sweats, crew-necks and bracelets. All I had to do was note it down, plan a design, coordinate my team and get it done in a week. Easy? No...Fun? Definitely.
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But what rushed me was why Harry wasn't here today? I decided to drop him a text..which was a rare occasion we had a different type of friendship telepathic to say..we understand each other but very often we talk or text. It was only one other time I texted him to get some relationship advice and it worked pretty darn good.

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