[justyna alka maverick]

As the platinum blonde had stormed into the building a look of fury was on her face. Her dyed hair was a complete mess, the result of not being able to brush it. And half a soy latte was clutched in her claw, while the other half looked like it was on her black sweater. Anyone who even glanced at her could tell it had been a horrible day, even though it had just begun Justyna had already suffered a number of incidents.

First, she hadn’t managed to get much sleep the previous night because her poor son had a nasty nightmare that woke her up in the middle of the night to the sound of screaming. Of course since Bastian was one of the few people in the world she cared about more then herself, and so it hadn’t taken much for her to get up and run to his room. After much struggle she finally managed to get him to fall asleep, but in return she had to figure out a way to get comfortable in his small bed. This meant that even though she had managed to fall asleep she had to sacrifice being comfortable. So when Bastian woke her up to announce he was hungry, her back hurt like hell. Oh and she found out she had a bad hair day. Even more classic bad day material right there.

Sighing, Justyna had pulled herself out of bed, sent Bastian to put on his day care clothes as she wandered off to make breakfast. After throwing together some toast and cereal, she had figured it was a good opportunity to glance at the clock. Heart froze for a moment at the realization that if she didn’t pick up the pace she wouldn’t have time to visit her daily Starbucks to pick up a latte to get her through the day, and make it on work on time. Just as she was about tell Bastian to hurry up he wandered in, still in his pajamas complaining they were more comfortable then his clothes. This meant she now had to wrestle him into the clothes, and feed him in less then ten minutes.

By the time she had managed to accomplish everything, change into her clothes and get Bastian dressed and fed, they were running late. And by the time she had gotten into the car she suddenly realized she had forgotten to brush her hair and put make up on her face. Growling, she quickly raced to drop Bastian off, and after kissing him on the head she left him in the careful hands of the daycare that was closest to her work. Even though she had to try hard not to take him along with her to work as he gave her the sad puppy face. And even though she was running late, she still stopped by Starbucks. Which was a mistake.

Not only was there a line, when she had finally gotten a hold of her latte some idiot girl had bumped into her and spilled some of it on her precious clothes. Of course, naturally Justyna cussed the poor girl out until she had tears in her eyes. Then she proceeded to storm out of the Starbucks to get to her office as quickly as possible, seeing as she was running a couple minutes late.

So by the time Justyna had entered the building she looked like a walking zombie, was worried about her baby, and pissed that some idiot had spilled her coffee. So basically it was safe to say any encounter with the wicked witch would end badly.

[malakenzia cassie hart]

To say that the beginning of her day was just a bit of a hectic morning would have been an understatement. No the right word would be disaster. Yes, that’s the right word. A complete disaster. She had walked into the building for a photoshoot with a hunched back. Yeah seemed that the glam squad was going to have a project on their hands today. Usually they wouldn’t have to do a lot but to dress her up and dap a little makeup on but today…they would have the full work on their hands. She closed her eyes as the bright sun made it’s way into the building shining right on her. She sighed heavily not wanting to think about her morning but couldn’t help up to.

It all started this last night. She had checked and double checked that her cell phone alarm was set and that it would go off. She needed it to go off because of the early photoshoot. So she had went to bed early that night knowing that the alarm would go off she would wake up and the morning would go off without a problem. Wrong. While she was dreaming and sleeping she got the feeling in her dreams that she should be getting up, that she needed to wake up right now…though she kept on sleeping. It wasn’t until she heard a loud screeching noise that she had jumped out of her bed and looked around as though she was crazy. They were doing construction across the street of her apartment. She sighed and picked up her cell phone thinking that she woke up early only to find out that her cell phone was off. Off! She quickly got from her bed and went into the living room looking at the clock. She was running late.

Now she thought maybe she should just take a quick shower and dress and be out the door. No. She had jumped in the shower turning on the hot water only to have the hot water turn cold right in the middle of the shower. She had screeched and jumped back. The hot water wasn’t working so she was timid trying to rinse the soap off of her body with cold water. She had to make sure that the Manager of the apartment knew about this. You would think having a luxury apartment things like this wouldn’t happen. No.

So then after freezing her bones she had decided to get dressed. Only when she went to her closet she found out that she had nothing that she would like to where. Everything was dirty. She then just grabbed a pair of jeans and a graphic t setting them out on the bed while she got herself some underwear. Only she didn’t have any clean ones. She groaned and kicked her dresser looking at the time. Late, late, late. She quickly dressed without underwear and put her brown hair in a messy pony tail before leaving her apartment, only to realize that as soon as she closed the door she had left her keys in the apartment.

She had decided that hopefully that the manager of the apartment would be there when she got home so she could get another key. She then caught a taxi to the record building. She had passed it at first making her way to a store not to far away from there. She needed underwear. She didn’t mind going commando but today was a photoshoot and she didn’t want everyone seeing her business. The only store that she could find was an too expensive one so she spent $54 dollars on one pair of boy shorts.

So here she was now stomping into the building. She looked around barely smiling at the secretary as her eyes landed on one person she really didn’t want to see at the moment. Justyna. She was such a bitch. Mala bit her lip and took a deep breath preparing to ignore her but decided against it. She was a manager and she was good at her job. One day she might need her. She rolled her eyes as she followed her as she caught up with her. “Justyna.” She said. She looked at the women and smiled. Wow she didn’t look like she was having a good morning. “Having a good morning?” she asked smugly with a smile.

((Okay so most of my post won't be this long...i was just bored...lol))

[justyna alka maverick]

Nails ran through her tangled up hair, as though hoping that by some chance it would help her look more professional. Or at least give off the impression that she had actually brushed her hair this morning. It of course was all in vain, and with a frustrated grunt, her attention was shifted to glance around the room for a moment. Her pissed off expression pulled everyone who met it with an icy glare. A smug expression was on her face as she succeeded in striking some fear into a couple people. It almost was enough to put her into a slightly better mood, almost being the key word of course. But of course just one little glance at her stained cashmere shot any chance of Justyna being in even a remotely good mood. Then again, when was she ever? Unless she was of course by her precious little boy..

Attention soon shifted to her purse, as pale hands began to shuffle around in it trying to locate something of great importance. Soon her claws gripped the object she was looking for, and quickly a bright pink Blackberry saw the light of day. It didn’t take long for her to start typing away at the cell phone, ignoring the entire world as she pulled up her schedule for the day. If both her hands weren’t busy clicking away at the phone, one set of fingers would have been crossed hoping that today wasn’t going to be a grueling day. If it was, well she couldn’t guarantee nobody was going to be safe from her wrath.

Just as the schedule had been brought up, a vicious grunt slipped out at the sight of the agenda for today. A couple meetings had seemed to pop up overnight. This was just great, now she would be forced to interact with people she wasn’t allowed to be a bitch to. Put on a fake smile that everything was right with the world, and she wasn’t going through one of the worst days in existence. Damn it seemed like nothing good was going to come out of this day. Growling, the phone was quickly stuffed back into her purse, as though by hiding it from the world would make the schedule disappear. Of course it was just a hopeless promise, and she didn’t really believe it would accomplish anything. But still, it was worth a shot.

Pulling the purse strap more up her shoulder, the bleached blonde prepared herself to start the day of misery when Mala seemed to pop out of nowhere. Stopping in mid step, the manager turned around, eyes narrowed in a glare at the greeting. “Good morning?!” Voice was sharp as she glared, a single eyebrow raising shortly after as though she couldn’t believe Mala could even say something like that. “Does it look like it’s been a przeklęty good morning?”