Benjamin broke away from Eliza and whispered something to her.

I tore my eyes away from them and glanced at the man and woman.

Hmm, both with neatly pressed shirt and blouse, blue skirt and jeans... 

The man stood.

"I'm Mr Lopez, recruits, and this is Benjamin's manager, Dreyer Grunfield," he said.

Dreyer cleared her throat.

"Miss Grunfield." she corrected.

Mr Lopez nodded.

"I expect you know these people. Benjamin Walker, leader of pop trio Hitchhiker, Eliza Hartes, Vogue model, Sean Walker, Benjamin's brother and owner of Casa Casino. They are your employers and shall pick you for their jobs," Mr Lopez finished.

Eliza smiled at Nick and blew a kiss at him. Dayna seethed quietly but kept herself in check.

Sean glanced at her but turned back to Corrine.

Benjamin met my eyes and smiled gently.

I bit my lip and nodded at him.

"Eliza, you can go first," Dreyer Grunfield said.

 "I want Dayna and Nick," she replied.  

Eliza's eyes sparkled and her lips curved to form a cat-like smile. She had definitely seen Dayna seething.

Mr Lopez nodded and motioned for Nick and Dayna to go to Eliza.

They two traipsed over.

Sean was next.

He glanced at Corrine.

"I want Corrine and Donovan." he commented and those two walked over.

I glanced at Benjamin.

"Looks like we're stuck together, sweetheart," Benjamin said, raising his eyebrows.

Eliza saw and frowned.

"Ben, give her to Sean and take one of mine. That girl is not worth having," she commented.

Benjamin shook his head.

"It's okay, El. It's fine." he replied.

Eliza pouted.

"That girl is not worthy of being your bodyguard. Like, never." she shot back.

"It's really fine, El." Benjamin said.

I couldn't stand how Eliza called me 'that girl'.

"Excuse me, Eliza, but I'm not 'that girl'. I have a name." I countered.

Eliza raised her eyebrows in mock surprise.

"Oh, really. What is it? Jenny? Jill? June? Or Jan-Jan?" she said, smirking.

I felt like I was a preschooler being ridiculed by a bigger adult.

"It's Janelle. Not Jan-Jan or Jenny or Jill or June or any of those. Janelle." I repeated.

"Get it?" I asked.

Eliza narrowed her eyes into slits.

I tensed, bracing myself for an Eliza-style cat fight.

Until Benjamin came in between us.