***Troye's P.O.V.***
"I'm sorry what?" I say in shock, this must be a joke. Where are the cameras, I bet Sage set this up.
"A model, you do know what that is right, and nice accent" She crosses her arms and waits in response.
"I mean, this isn't a joke right? of course I'd love to be a model, but..."
"Oh hush, it's not a joke, theres a Vogue fashion show in 2 days. It's right here in LA. I wasn't able to get as many models as my boss wanted me too, and now I just need one more guy, and then a still am looking for another girl, but will you?"
"I mean, uh, of course" She looked official, Im really hoping this isn't some scam.
"Ok great, My name's Bethany, but you already knew that. Here is some light paperwork..." she pulls out a packet from her bag, it's certainly not light paperwork, it's about 15 pages of paperwork.
"Read through this and turn it into this address tomorrow" She points to the bottom of the paper to an address that I recognize is right by my house.
"You know what, even better, I'll have my driver pick you up, and take you to the hotel where all the models stay. where do you live?" I had hesitation before answering her question. I mean she looked trust worthy, she sounded trust worthy, and her signature was already on the packet. So why not?
I give her my address casually and she quickly writes it down on a notepad.
"And I didn't quite catch your name"
"Troye, uh Troye Sivan" I decide to use Sivan instead of Mellet, it just sounds better.
"Nice to meet you Troye" she starts to write my name on the paper, but of course, like most people, she doesn't write the e.
"It's spelled with an e at the end, um, Troye, not Sivan, that would be weird" I let out an awkward laugh and scratch the back of my neck.
"That's definitely a name for a model. OOOO who's this?" Bethany's eyes light up and I turn around to see Sage behind me.
"Oh, this is my sister, Sage"
"Nice to meet you, you're young, beautiful, perfect even, have you ever considered modeling?"
Sage looks at me like Bethany is insane. I give her a look back signaling she's ok.
"I- I would love to" Bethany gives her the whole speech she gave to me and by the end Sage and I both have packets and are models. Well not yet, we still have to actually model, and of course sign the papers, and of course meet our boss...
Bethany leaves and Sage and I start going through the packets.
"What are mum and dad going to say?" Sage says.
"They are either going to be extremely mad or really proud."
With that Sage and I pay for our clothing and continue walking around the mall. She insists on going to Starbucks, which I mean, I don't resist. So we head over and she orders some latte with a bunch of other things in it, meanwhile me being the five year old I am, I order a hot chocolate.
We graze the mall while occasionally stopping in stores. Then we get back to the car with loads of bags in our hands. I fill the trunk and Sage cusses me when I throw her heels into the backseat. How was I to know that they aren't supposed to be thrown and could potentially break?
I drive back home, not bothering to stop Sage when she changes the radio station this time. However, she does have good taste in music, for the Broods come on. I'd always dreamed about writing with them. I mean, I've always dreamed about being a famous musician. Instead I just write silly little songs no one will ever hear in my room. The only person who has ever heard me sing was Tyler. However, after he became an alcoholic he doesn't even want me to talk, let alone sing to him.
Soon enough Sage and I are back home. My mum is outside tending the garden while my dad is cooking on the grill.
"Oh hello, how'd you guys make out?" My mum pulls of her gloves and puts them on the pavement, turning to us with a smile.
"We made out great... we actually... uh" Sage looks at me hoping I'd finish her sentence.
"We bought a lot" I laugh slightly.
"lovely" She turns back to the garden, admiring it.
"And-we-also-got-a-modeling-contract" I say it really fast hoping she wouldn't hear, or maybe she would pretend she heard and just say "oh nice"
"A what?!" She looks surprised, not mad, yet anyway.
"A modeling contract" Sage says.
"By whom?" She puts her hands on her hips but still doesn't look mad.
" A lady in Forever 21" I back up expecting her to be mad.
"Just a random lady?" Now my dad has joined the conversation crossing his arms over his chest, but he doesn't use a stern voice.
"Well she was very trust worthy, and here!" I run to my car to get the contract, then I run back to show my parents. "She has her signature here" I point to the bottom of the first page showing it says "Bethany Mota" in a signature form.
"As long as you don't have to model nude, it's fine with me" My mum laughs.
"No- no it's for a fashion show in LA, it's in two days."
"She has a driver picking us up tomorrow to bring us to a fancy hotel to stay at." Sage interjects.
"Are you sure we should trust this woman?" My father turns to my mum.
"Yea, that's kind of how I got my old career."
"Wait what?!" Sage jumps.
"Yea, I never told you two, I was a model, when I was younger of course, I kind of got my job the same way you two did, and it turned out great" she pinches our cheeks.
"So I guess we're going to be models" Sage gleams.
"I guess we are"
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Ok so I had to get a new phone and all my apps were deleted from it and I forgot to re download Wattpad, so I have this short crappy chapter for you, next chapter will be better and I'll never be this late with a chapter again, thanks for reading and ILY!
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