So why me

10:35pm - John F. Kennedy International Airport

In a VIP lounge, Adam realized that he had never really appreciated who his Jessica is. At the High School everyone knows her but the students are used to seeing it and don't care too much about it. In their town, in Cheirfield, it's not that different, because although Jessica is the pride of this small town of 20,000 people, she often walks around it and the people like to come to her, but they don't bother her too much. After getting an autograph from their idol and exchanging a few words with her, they retire happy and very satisfied.

Moreover, in her daily life, if she did not stand out by the 4 molosses in black that follow her like her shadow, Jessica could pass for a beautiful and rich young girl, relatively common. However, Adam has just realized that Jessica's classic little life stops as soon as she crosses Cheirfield's boundaries to start a job.

4 molosses, 1 make-up artist, 1 hairdresser, 1 nutritional adviser, 1 private tutor, 2 chambermaids, 1 legal adviser and 2 agents, are all the people who expect in addition to Jessica and himself in this lounge, to get permission to take off. Adam thought he had improved in recent days and yet, in the face of all these professional and elegant adults, he feels like he is once again the least of nothing before and feels he will only be a burden to his famous girlfriend currently hidden under a cap.

"Lisa, will the Rolls Royce limousine I demanded be available for my trips to London?"

The woman named Lisa sweats in front of the icy eyes that refuse a negative answer from her. Her anguish is not faked when her shaky hands grab her laptop, which she was tapping shortly before.

"At this point, the production wasn't able to find one, but they have reserved for you a beautiful Bentley limousine that has nothing to envy the Rolls Royce model you wanted. So I think that..."

"You are not allowed to think when I give orders. Just act stupidly, it will be more than enough. Call back the production and tell them that as long as I don't get the car I want, I won't go to the set. Now that I think about it. This is Adam my boyfriend. From this day forward, act with him as you do for me and if I learn that you have disrespected him, I will fire you. Believe me, I'll then make sure your resume is so disgusting that no one will want to hire you anymore."

Sinking into his seat, Adam is more uncomfortable than ever. Sometimes he takes a sneak peek at his girlfriend who throws "morons like I told you last time" or "I'm so tired of being surrounded by incapable people. Do I really have to do everything myself to get satisfactory results?" Currently, Adam is confused. Is it really her sweet and kind Jessica? It is true that she and her mother have had some little quarrels, that she was not very sensitive towards this nurse who just wanted to do her job and that her Jessica tends to throw things at people's heads but... Yes, Adam nods for himself, it's indeed his Jessica, no doubt about it. His girlfriend is a tyrant. Adam feels like he's opening his eyes for the first time. Did love make him even stupider than he already was? Frightened by this thought, Adam decides that from now on he will be impartial and honest with himself.

Nevertheless, frightened by his conclusion, Adam turns his head towards the center of the living room where Jessica has just thrown a plate of petits fours on the ground, which she now tramples with anger as she yells at her legal advisor, who, like a turtle, puts her head in her shoulders. Adam, can't stand this vision of his girlfriend and when he opens his mouth, he fears being the next to suffer her anger.

"Jessica, come and sit down. I'd really like you to tell me a little bit about the role you're going to play."

Adam is relieved. When Jessica turns to him, a lovely smile is born on her lips, soon replaced by an expression of fury as she looks again at the members of her staff.

"That's how you should think. Is it just my boyfriend here who cares about what I do? You're really, but really disappointing."

Adam is flabbergasted. When Jessica's feet full of salmon and other fish jump towards him, all the members of his girlfriend's staff stretch out their thumbs, their eyes filled with immense gratitude. Is it that bad? The frightened boy wonders. Are they so bullied by my Jessica that a simple helping hand could make them fan of my body? Carried away by the fantasy of having several adults who would be devoted to him, Adam begins to laugh foolishly in front of the astonished eyes of the audience.

Jessica, who is no longer surprised by Adam, who slips into his little world over and over again, sits down next to him and not in the least embarrassed by the people present, she steals his lips. An airport staff member who probably can't read the ambiance, enters the room breaking the sweet atmosphere to the great regret of Jessica's staff members who see their young miss disturbed in the middle of an exercise session and whose eyes instantly turn black again.

"Miss Clifford, you have been granted permission to board your plane. If you don't mind..."

"Get out of here, you idiot."

Boeing Business jet 787-8, on which is inscribed (Jessica is the best 1). Adam hallucinates again by visiting the flying house. Bedroom, bathroom, living room size XXL, dining room, a jewel made of black and white leather in which Jessica has already collapsed in front of a grapefruit juice. Joining with little self-confident in him, the one who is definitely a Princess from the fairy tales of her childhood. As a good toad, Adam first checks the cleanliness of his outfit before sitting carefully on the immaculate white sofa. After a hand gesture, a beautiful young woman from 25 to 28 years old in a short skirt, with a graceful gait, approaches the miss.

"Miss, can I help you?"