𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖 - Louis Partridge/ book 1, 2, & 3

68: Modeling

Wednesday morning at school, Ms. Lesley calls me out of class to talk. 

Expectedly, she'd remind me of Stanford. But this time she didn't. 

Today, she had managed to convince me to model for the school magazine again. I swore I wouldn't do it again last year. 

"Must I really do this?" I ask, pulling my skirt down to the slightest. 

"Yes." Ms. Lesley demands. 

"Don't only top students have to do this?"

"Aren't you the top student?" she points out. 

Not to brag but I am after all the top student of our grade. 

It's been so long since I last modeled. It felt like the first time. Naturally, I would pose in front of the camera as if it was the only thing keeping me alive and I would be extremely comfortable with it, full-on confidence written all over my face.

Unfortunately, I've lost that charm. 

"Should we call him in?" I hear Ms.Lesley mumble.

After lunch, I come back to the studio where I spot Will and Louis eating what seemed like salads with Ms.Lesley. 

"Louis?" 

"Hey!" the two boys waved at me.

"Ms. Lesley, what's going on?"

"They're joining you!" she says sunnily. 

"Will doesn't even go here!" I protest as if I were Damian in Mean Girls.

"Luckily, he used to."

"We'll start with the banner." Ms. Lesley demands. 

"Will, Sunny, you two would be on the banner. The eyes are what matter and both of you have the perfect ones."

"Don't I have perfect eyes?" Louis pouts at me.

"You have the cutest ones." I smiled.

"Okay, Will, you hold the other side of the book and use it to cover your face, maybe until your nose."

"Sunny?"

"Yes?" I went up the higher platform, in front of the enormous perfect white background.

"You hold the other side."

Underneath the book, my face with Will's was awkwardly close, our eyes we're required to look at each other; so we did. 

"Sunny, act natural!"

Will shifts his head to my ear and whispers. "I'll make this quick, please cooperate."

Then he pulls down the book and wraps his arm around my shoulder. It looked as if he was holding the book and reading it for me. 

Gently, he tilts my head closer to his. 

"Smile," he whispers again.

I try to hide my red face but I couldn't resist.

Why oh why, do you have to blush Sunny?

After that, were solo pictures of each of us holding up books and wearing our backpacks. 

The last one is the hardest; definitely the hardest.

I had to sit considerably in the middle of Louis and Will who will be standing up with their backpacks on. 

Ugh, it's like the other day all over again. 

I gained a bit of confidence after a few shots; I might get over this one.

I sit on the chair, hands graciously positioned on my lap. Completely looking regal as possible.

The two boys struggled on which side they'd stand on. The three of us would smile perfectly at the camera.

In between shots, the boys would alternately place their arms casually on my chair, behind my head. 

Oh, boy. They're back with throwing death glares at each other.

After the photoshoot, I'm near the door with Ms.Lesley while everyone else was cleaning up inside.

"I'm sorry if it took longer."

"It's okay." 

"Oh, and let's talk tomorrow morning about it, okay?" she reminds me.

And this time she's really talking about college.

"Hey, let's go?" Will taps my shoulder.

"Let's go." says the other.

"Oh, Sunny and I were just heading back to work to fix something."

"I'm taking her home." Louis insists. "It's getting late. It's not good for a girl to walk alone at night."

"But I'm with her." Will puts in.

"Guys!" I cut.

"Could we grab a quick bite at the diner instead?"