CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY TWO.

It was another bright morning and the alarm rang with rage. Rachael rolled her blanket up and groan. it another busy day and workload day too. she wished she could kick off this alarm but it was gifted by someone special. she jerked up and looked at her calendar which was close to a frame having the picture of a train. she gasped and flipped off the blanket. quickly she rushed to the bathroom and in a few minutes she came out with foam on her hair. 

"oh fuck!" she lamented as she dashed back to the bathroom to wash it off.

"am late" she wailed as she dressed up.

Rachael drove towards a skyscraper that had an inscription "road to stardom". she hoped out of the car and showed the receptionist her ID card.

"welcome Mrs rachael...you are late though" he posed.

"don't remind me of my crimes" she said and as walked towards the lift, she suddenly returned to the counter.

"my coffee"