Kristine Barnett Interview Novels & Stories

PROMISE NOT TO LAUGH CARYS The faint noise of traffic from the street below was the only sound in the room as I nervously waited for Cynthia Bordeaux, the director of City Ballet, to begin the interview. Cynthia and I had met years ago when I danced for her competitor. She finally took a seat across from me and folded her hands. “So, let’s get right to it, Carys. Why do you think you’d be the best choice for the PR position we have open?”

Kristen took a deep breath in and then let it out slowly. “Ma’am, we have a few questions for you.” He said as he looked her over. “Why don’t you sit down?” “I’m fine. Let’s just get this over with.” Kristen said as she felt the energy infusing with her making her calmer, and she squared her shoulders and was ready for whatever this woman could throw at her.

"Very early tomorrow, I'll see our president." Come to think of it, she was quite close with the interviewer for tomorrow. Maybe she could play some tricks. ___ [7:00 am... CRYSTAL'S INTERVIEW SET] The room was lit with a warm, golden glow. The floor and walls were sparkling clean, the air alive with the gentle murmur of the crew. The Crystal interview was well-known all over Australia. Though many artists wished to be interviewed by them, they feared going there because of Crystal's reputation for asking tough questions that could make or break your career.

Clarence’s POV. I re-watched the press conference from my office. The screen was muted, but I didn’t need the sound. I had already memorized the shape of her words, the way her eyes stayed downcast, the slight pauses that made it all feel rehearsed. Kristina was good at playing the part, I’ll give her that. Almost convincing. Almost. She sat in front of a plain background, no makeup, no entourage, looking like someone who had just woken up from a long nightmare.

We both laughed at her last statement because truthfully I have more denim outfit because I’m comfortable in denim’s. “What would you have me do, I’m slowly losing it.” I said to her tiredly and fell on the bed. Then I suddenly remembered what happened today during a conversation with Tristan. “Babe, is it possible he has a camera here? I mean something that watches everything we do here?” I asked Kristina because I was still not over the conversation I had with Tristan and how he sounded like he knows everything I am doing. “Obviously the fact that you have nothing to wear has made you delusional, don’t worry I’m here to rescue you. Kris to the rescue.” Kristina hyped herself and dragged m

“Was HB Industry fashion show your official way of saying you're coming back to the Industry, why?" " What do you think of BTG Industry accusations against you? What is your response to that?” " You really bribe Christine Carter's manager to help you ?” “Eehm….." Eva slowly cleared her throat. Thankfully, she was wearing sunglasses, if not she would have gone blind from the flashing light from the camera.

And if they do, how? Kristin responds, speaking in a softer tone this time. “We’re honored to hear that, Lyra. Forgive me for my earlier question concerning Mr. Storm. You should hear back from us in a short while. It was truly a pleasure to have you today.” I nod, giving my thanks back as the interview comes to an official end… I think I’m done with interviews today.

Kristin chortled, making Richard seem interested in her life in Glenwood. "What's life in Glenwood like?" "Whoa! This is the first time you've asked me about my life. Are you finally interested in knowing about me?" she teased. "Forget I asked," he said, trying to walk away, but Kristin held him, preventing him from leaving. "Sometimes, you should take a joke, Mr. Grouchy." "It seems like you're a talkative." "I won't deny that. You don't always like talking to me, so I chose to mind my business. But now that you've finally asked a question about me, I'm happy about it," Kristin guffawed.

How did she get to wherever it was that she was being interviewed from? ‘Please welcome with me, Mrs Crystal Conner. You are welcome to the programme ma'am,' the reporter said smiling at Crystal. The camera focused on Crystal and as much as I hated to admit it, she was looking damn good. She even looked more fleshy, she looked very happy and contented. The smile she was giving the presenter was sincere, and it reached her eyes, making her glow beautifully. ‘So what do you have to say about everything going on right now?’ The camera focused on the presenter as she spoke and I almost groaned at the loss of sight of Crystal.

Britney explained, "No, I'm here for an interview." Alex cock a brow. "Don't tell me you're here to interview Mr. Moore?" "How did you know?" Britney sighed in frustration. "But Mr. Moore is cold and aloof. I've been waiting here forever and still haven't seen him." Alex chuckled. "If you're here to interview Mr. Moore, I'd say you're wasting your time. So far, he's only ever agreed to one interview." Britney grinned. "I know! That was with Laura, our senior editor and also my mentor."