1. Chapter 1 (1/2)

"nope, nooooope, no, no way, nuh-uh", beth childs' eyes went wide in horror as she saw her latest assignment projected onto the screen in front of her. on the screen, was a picture of three girls, all looking around her age, but trying to pass off as high-school girls, in some kind of cliché, bimbotic girl group pose. the girl in the middle had dreadlocks, winged eyeliner, a nose ring and at least five kilograms of bangles and

acelets on her. the girl on her right had tousled bedroom hair, smudged eyeliner, shredded clothing and a stony expression - in what beth guessed was an attempt to look cool. while, the girl to dreadlocks' left looked relatively normal except for the fact that she was clad in pink from head to toe, bangs perfectly even and not a single strand of hair was out of place, which when combined together was incredibly offensive to beth's eyes.

"chief, no, you can't do this to me. i thought my assignment was that

azilian model?", beth pleaded to her superior, trying hard not to inflict further mental damage on herself from looking at the picture of the three girls on the screen.

"yes, that was the plan, childs. but dierden got transferred last minute to some hot-shot and you were the best replacement"

"take bell. he knows his stuff. and i was really, really looking forward to being put with that

azilian", beth pouted.

"i know, beth. and i'm sorry. but these clients are very important to us and bell is just not experienced enough to take on such huge clients with that amount of net value and level of fame"

beth sighed and fell back in her seat in defeat.

"well, look at the

ight side. i doubt there will be much trouble coming from these three girls when you're accompanying them on their little shopping sprees and sightseeing. they'll be in europe for a couple of weeks. so why not treat this as a little holiday, eh childs?"

"fine"