Livia Louize Key's Story

[center] LIVIA
Clara hicks's strong hot pink heels hammered against the floor as she walked through the corridors to meet her new guys and girls. When she opened the door she smiled. "Why hello my darlings!"
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I looked at Clara with big brown eyes. She was a pretty woman with a strong powerful look in her eye and I smiled bet she keeps everyone in check Clara looked at me and smiled.
"You can come first. For your interview that is..." I nodded and stood up.

"Ok." I hopped off my chair followed Clara to her office.
I was instructed to seat on a white chair, so I did and she sat opposite me.

"Hello, I am Clara, Name please?" She said with a friendly but firm voice that reminded me of a mother's voice...never know maybe she is a mum.

"Livia Louize Key..." I answered confidently and the woman opened a file and began to search for my name.

"Italian Stuntwoman?" She asked possibly sounding impressed.

"Uh-huh! That's me!" I said smiling.

"Show me a punch, Kickboxer..." She challanged.

I pushed my chair back and stood up. I balled my fists and threw a careful organized patten.of punches. Clara gave me a lonely clap so I sat back down.

"Perfect! Now Livia, I know you don't have any kids but what do you think of them?" Clara asked.

I smiled brightly. [i] I love kids this is perfect. Does that mean she's got a father in that room? That means he'd be mature which is perfect because you can nev
er have two slightly crazy people in a relationship [/ch

Nelson crossed his arms as he observed the room full of rich suits and prada dresses. He smirked. I haven't seen this many rich people in one room since the grammy's..., He thought. Clara, the famous match maker, strutted in with great confidence, and happily greeted, "Why hello my darlings!" She smiled. A young looking brunette stood, as Clara called her in for her interview. He eyed the young woman, but quickly looked away. He had to remember that he wasn't matched up yet. He quietly sat to himself as everyone conversed. He had to be in a meeting in a few hours, and his limo was awaiting him outside. He didn't really care, nor did he mind being in a room full of beautiful young women. Again he side smirked, sat back, and awaited his interview.

Clara nodded with a smile. "Ok, lazt qustion what do you think about kids and settling down?" Clara had a feeling.she his answer already but she had to ask a prediction isn't enough to pick the right girls folr the Mixer.

Livia looked at the man walking and noticed the young girl walking proudly beside him. Their matching outfits made her chuckle. Livia looked away and again and grinned playing with her long brown hair befor ssplitting it down her chest. Livia was a pretty girl and had a creative and intelligent look to her. She was wearing a white blouse and dark denim skinny jeans. Livia loved wearing blouses they made her feel light and free but the skinny jeans were a bit restricting on her movement.

Clara followed him out and smiling brightly asked Walker to follow her. She was a fast confident woman and so far seemed nice and bubbly but then again no one has broken her rules yet.



Livia smiled at the man returning from his interview polietly but she didn't really say anything. She felt her phone buzz and read the message. She cursed quietly, she couldn't go and reshoot the fight again! She'd done it four times already this week! Liv was a stuntwoman and this means when an actress's part performs a stunt or fight scene Liv performs it instead.Currently Livia has been working. as a stuntwoman for Daisy Soe and. Daisy was an action actress so this meant lots of fighting sxenes. Liv didnt mind the the stacks of work but the director was seriously twistinf her mind constantly.

Liv sighed and explained that she was busy in a long polite text and then slid her phone into her back pocket again.

Walker let Arietty down from his shoulders as they walked into Clara's room so she wouldn't hit her head on the doorway, and as Walker sat down at the table, she immediately jumped up onto his lap and smiled innocently at Clara, signing off a quick hello.
"Arietty says it's nice to meet you, and I think she grabbed the words right out of my mouth, if you don't mind our little joke." As he spoke, he signed his words out so Arietty wasn't left out of the conversation. As she read the words, Arietty silently giggled at Walker's joke, it was one she had come up with by herself. "By the way, was that Livia Key I passed on the way in? Arietty's a bit of a fan of hers, if you don't mind me asking."

Livia watched the scene silently and calmly occasionally playing or adjusting her long brown hair. She took it out and put it up again many times before giving up to the cute long curls. Sitting here made her weary she was a very confident woman but in a rpom full of strangers she felt slightly pressured to come off well. She adjusted her leg recrossing them neatly. She looked up at the black ceiling.wondering why every think was black,pink and white. Livia loved all colours as an artist but it was all too much for her as her whoe studio home is white,glass or a wellchosen.second colour apart from heniece's room Lv came from a close knit family abd her sister Veronica often came to stay with her young daughter Rosie. That room was pink and purple like a little princess' room should be.

((m skippong the remaining interviews because it will take too long))

"Right thank you everyone for attending the interviews. I think I'm going to beautiful couples here. I hope you all have alovsly evening I'll see you tomorrow at your mixers!" Her tone became more excited by the end and Livia smiled at Clara's energy. Livia smiled and waved sweetly at everyone there saying her thank yous and.goodbyes.she departed.

"So, your a successful woman, beautiful, and talented." He said to me, smiling, and I blushed.

"What made you stop by here at Carla's?" He says, curiosity lacing his voice.

"Well.. I was never really open to a relationship. I was busy with University, Work, and a few other things." I said, thinking back on those days, that didn't seem so long ago. "Plus, I'm really just waiting to find that perfect guy. I want a guy who's smart, charming, handsome." I say softly, still smiling.

"Right thank you everyone for attending the interviews. I think I'm going to beautiful couples here. I hope you all have a lovely evening I'll see you tomorrow at your mixers!" Her tone became more excited by the end and Livia smiled at Clara's energy.

"Oh, well." My wide smile fades, to a simple small smile. "I have to go. I hope to see you tomorrow night." I added a bit of energy to the last part.

I picked up my leather purse, which is the same shade as my belt. I turn to back to Nelson, and I wave and smile to him. He's a really nice guy, and it seems like he knows what he is doing. He seems like a total sweetheart! But, saying all this, is there someone else better? Right now, I'm thinking not.

I begin to walk down the block, slipping on my black cardigan and black earmuffs. I walk by my store, waving to one of my top employees cleaning the window. I wave to her, then continue on my way.

"Well.. I was never really open to a relationship. I was busy with University, Work, and a few other things." Nelson listened intently as she spoke. "Plus, I'm really just waiting to find that perfect guy. I want a guy who's smart, charming, handsome." Nelson smiled as Kaylee smiled along with him. He bit his lower lip and nodded. "Those a good standards to set," He agreed, as he looked away, then back at her, with casual eye contact, and a friendly smile.

"Right thank you everyone for attending the interviews. I think I'm going to beautiful couples here. I hope you all have a lovely evening I'll see you tomorrow at your mixers!" Miss Clara had said, with the great energy she was known for. Nelson said goodbye to Clara accordingly. Nelson slid his phone back out his pocket and checked his phone as Kaylee stood up from her seat. "Oh, well," She began. "I have to go. I hope to see you tomorrow night." Nelson looked up at her as she picked up her purse.
He stood, and adjusted his Calvin Klein suit. "Definitely," He said, as his light blue eyes wondered at the door she headed toward. He had an presentation in 15 minutes on F street; hopefully he could make it on time. He walked ahead and held the door for Kaylee, and turned the opposite way. Nelson found Kaylee to be adorable - she was intelligent, and on top of that, beautiful. He was happy that he even took the time out to even talk to her. Other choices at this point would be kind of pointless, because he was so fascinated with her.

Just as he expected, his limo sat there, and leaning against it was his good friend, and limo driver Kale. "Hey, Kale," He said, giving him a casual guy dap. "What's up, Nello." He said, using the annoying nickname he'd always given him. "Did you meet any models in there?" He joked, as he opened the door for him. Nelson shook his head and chuckled. "One," Nelson said, as he scooted into the car. Kale walked around and got into the driver's seat. "She's like this model, but she actually makes the clothes for the models, and things like that." Nelson had said. "She's even interested in getting her master degree in business."
Kale chuckled. "Alright, man."
Nelson grinned. "Alright, Kale. I have a presentation."
"Right." Kale said, switching back to professional. "Next destination - F street."

THE NEXT MORNING
Livia sat by her dresser clothed by a beautiful red dress. Woo today was her mixer which meant she'd get to talk to the people Clara thought suited her. Livia really hoped it wasn't a snob. She did her hair and make-up and walked downstairs to get in R8. Livia could afford a driver if she wanted but she found driving fun really. Having that grip on the wheel just made her laugh so she ended up laughing along to her five Avril Lavigne albums.

When she arrived at Clara's Millionaire Club HQ. they let Livia walk straight in and then she was guided to a big hall where Clara stood waiting no one else though.

"Hello!" Clara smiled brightly looking up from her clipboard.
"Hey!" Livia replied with less energy then Clara.

I rose from my sleep, yawning. I went to sleep quite late, working on my latest design. I looked at the mannequin from across the room, sporting a formal dress that I'm making for one of my most famous clients (confidential). I get out of my bed, and walk over to the large window that revealed the NYC skyline. I stretch, and collapse onto my bed again. Once I finally pass the wave of drowsiness, I go into my bathroom and brush out my hair. Once it is perfectly smooth, I turn on the shower. I undress and step into the waterfall of soft water, with slight mist around. The water rushes down my hair, and I smooth in the shampoo and conditioner that smells like Vanilla Sugar. The mist surrounds me. After a few minutes, I step out of the steam and turn the shower off. I wrap the towel around my body.

I let my hair fall down my back. I walk near my closet, and a voice greets me.

"Hello, Kaylee. Occasion today?" the computerized spinning closet says, in a robotic tone.

"Date. I'm thinking something casual, yet fancy." I say, slightly drowsy, but still a bit of cheer in my voice remains.

The rack spins around, locating a red spaghetti strap dress with a full skirt.

"Uhm, no thanks." I say, startled that the machine would pick that.

The rack spins around again, to find a floral babydoll neckline dress with small ruffles and buttons down the neck, with a leather belt that matches my purse.

"Perfect! I was thinking this one." I said, happily.

I picked a pair of black heels off the shoe rack, then close the closet. I love this closet! It was custom designed by- oh, sorry, confidential. Anyways, it would be even better if I didn't have to program it every time I get a new article of clothing, which must be at least once a week. I honestly don't really care, I did lots of programming in High School. I change into the dress quickly, slipping on the high heels.

"Pierre, usual please!" I yell, to Pierre, my chef.

"Yes, ma'am." He replied, in his thick French accent.

I gather my bag, and fix the belt. I glance at myself in the mirror, smile, then walk out of my room. Pierre has iced lemonade and tea mixed together in a clear water bottle and a blueberry scone waiting for me on the counter. I thank him, then walk out of my loft and into my private elevator. I tap my foot, listening to the music in the background. I step out, then walk a few blocks to Clara's club. While I walk past my store, I see the decorations that the employee put in yesterday, and silently admire them. It reminds me about thinking of Nelson, and I blush again. I smile to myself. But, then again, it makes me wonder, is there anything better then him?
Nah, I don't think so. We'll see though, never say never.

I walk into Clara's millionaire club, and I see singles chatting. I look around and see Carla and Livia chatting.

"Hi!" I say, smiling and cheery. I take a sip of my iced tea + lemonade, and get ready for what I think will be one of the most exciting nights of my life.

Neslon arrived in the HQ, and witnessed countless of singles chatting it up. He tucked one hand in the pocket of his customized suit, he'd typically worn for private yacht parties that his casual buddy's hosted a few times a year. He glanced around the room before stepping forward. The first person in sight was Kaylee, which he made slight eye contact with, then Livita and Clara. He grinned and greeted, "Hello, ladies and gentleman!" In a nice more excited tone than last night. At the entrance was a refreshments table with cocktails and glasses of fine. Nelson figured that it was a bit to early in the morning for wine, but didn't mind taking a fruit cob-ab.
He took another glance at Kaylee, who wasn't looking at him this time, then he focused back on the fruit cob-ab in his free hand. Another gentleman approached him and started conversation. Nelson laughed and somehow their conversaion drifted off to the baseball play-offs. He was a huge fan of the Yankees. Yet, he only had one person in mind..

Clara clapped to get the singles attention. "When Walker and the twins arrive, I'll announce the matches." She announced. Livia smiled and played with her hair.

Clara slapped her hand into her pointed face. Oh well Atleast they were matched anyway..Damn I'm good at my job! Livia smiled Clara was easy to read and she could almost see the big headed confident thoughts bouncing around the blonde woman's head.

"Clara....Can you tell me match before the others get here? I'm not sure how long I can wait..." Livia said hopefully.

"No!" Clara shouted a little louder then necessary. "You may know when he gets here..." Livia smiled knowingly she'd tripped Clara up this time.

"Shit."

Livia laughed and walked off giggling quietly to herself. Three possibilities then going by the men she saw yesterday at the interviews.

Clara looked at the arguing child and woman and this had apparently caused Walker not to hear her. "Oi! Quit it. Walker did you hear me?" She asked bluntly.

Livia smoothed her red dress and played with her curls a little nervously. She felt Clara looking at her so she walked over to Walker and Arietty and said "Hey." She had a slight foreign sense to her accent but it did show hints if Americian. You wouldn't know unless she told you but the foreign spark in her accent was Italian.

Walker nodded to Clara.
"Like a mother hears breaking glass." he said, bowing slightly to Livia as Arietty hid herself behind Walker, "A pleasure to meet you in person, Livia. I heard you're stunting for a new movie?" Walker smiled as he spoke, his demeanor welcoming as he asked about her career. Arietty, however, continued to hide behind Walker, absolutely terrified of meeting her favorite stuntwoman, but still taking the slightest amount of time where the two weren't paying attention to do the "I have my eyes on you" motion to Katerina.

Livia practically beamed when he knew of her work. "Yeah, it's an agent action thingy. It's fun seems to be stunts then acting though." She smiled. It wasn't an exaggeration however. Livia found herself being dragged to work to do about 3/4 of the film yet it'd be the actress who got the Oscar.

She looked at Arietty and crouched down awkwardly in her dress to talk to her.
"Hey, I'm Livia Key what's your name sweetie?" She asked kindly as to not intimidate the child further. Livia gave Arietty a warm friendly smile showing a hint of white teeth.

She dangled her hands over her knees looking at the young girl with friendly warm chocolate eyes.

"Ok, Everyone meet Alice and Richard they missed the interviews but are here to find love too, So everyone feel free to mingle I guess."

Alice looked at Richard and as he was the nearest man unoccupied she approached him with a kind smile. "Hey, I'm Allison Oakley or Alice as I prefer." She gave a polite smile and looked at him casually and calmly.