<div style="text-align: justify;">Amy didn’t really think Gloria would not wish her well. It was just a small superstition she held on to. But she would definitely tell Gloria everything as soon as she returned to the motel with the contract having been signed. Then, she would feel confident enough to share the news with the girl she already considered a friend. <br/><br/>Smiling when Gloria agreed with her idea of helping other girls like them, Amy waved her hand, dismissing the other woman’s statement. “Nonsense. I’m just making your path a little easier”, she replied kindly. “I’m sure you’d find a way to make it on your own”. <br/><br/>Amy did believe that Gloria had what it took. She was sure that her new friend would find her way to success. But there was a lot that could go wrong in Hollywood. Many bad men who took advantage of young and naive girls. And when they noticed what was going on, it was too late. But now,Gloria wouldn’t have to go through this. She would have someone to help her. <br/><br/>When Gloria said she could cook, Amy nodded. “Oh, that’s nice. I learned some with my mother as well. She is great with sweets, pastries, things like that. Maybe one day I’ll borrow Aunt Jo’s oven and bake something nice for us”, she commented in a good mood. The actual reason for her question was just in case they could get to live together in the future, but that would be a conversation for later. For now, Amy just wanted to enjoy their meal and get to know Gloria better, while silently thanking Heavens for sending her a new friend.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">********************************************************</div><br/>The next morning came faster than Amy could have imagined. She had barely slept at all, dreaming about her new life. Once she signed that contract, everything would change. <br/><br/>While she waited for Mr. Porter to see her, Amy felt her heart race, and a cold wave of fear in her heart. What was taking the man so long? Had he changed his mind? Would he give up on her? <br/><br/>When Rich’s secretary came to tell her to get in, Amy let out a relieved sigh. At least he hadn’t given up on her. Showing a bright smile to the man’s secretary, Amy thanked the woman before entering Rich’s office. “Mr. Porter”, she greeted the man, showing another bright smile. She shook the man’s hand firmly, her hand a little cold due to her nervousness. “Thank you, sir, it’s good to see you again”, she replied in her usual kind and polite intonation. <br/><br/>Once the hand shaking was done, Amy took the folder and sat down slowly. She felt a little nervous to have to look at the contract on her own. Lucky for the girl, it looked really nice and easy to understand. And the conditions Rich offered were very reasonable. She hadn’t expected to step in as a star, after all. <br/><br/>When Amy saw how much she would be paid per week, the girl’s eyes went wide. “Mr. Porter…”, she murmured, leaning forward with the contract on the table. Amy was so concerned that the weekly pay might be wrong that she didn’t even noticed that the position she was in was a bit indiscreet. “...are you sure this is right?”, she asked, her finger indicating the number in question.</div>