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chapter 4

Saylor Gray:

It's been 2 weeks since the fashion show and I've been doing small photoshoots but today I'm doing a huge fashion show  I always love those type of shoots as the models walk to you and the shoot isn't all planned and predicted. It challenges you as there is no retake. You only have one shot to get it right.

"SAYLOR BRIDGET GRAY" my sister Carson screams.

"What? What did I do now?" I asked walking down the stairs of our house.

"Nothing just wanted to know when you leave so I can go and get myself some eye candy" I look at her in disgust.

Carson and I got kicked out when she was 18 and I was 15 lucky for us our wonderful parents gave us money to be able to be stable but Carson still got a job.

Now being 21 and Carson being 24 and working as a teacher. We are now in LA as we moved away from London when I was 17 and she was 20 for my photography career also to be far away from our parents and some other people we don't need to mention.

"Carson you idiot the club isn't a candy store where the men there are candy."

"But saylieee it can be if you use your imagination" She pouts while adding what she thinks is a sexy wink.

"My name is saylor, not Saylie. Carson we have been over this you physco I'm not a baby I'm a legal age 21"

"Okay captain" she replies and saluting me with three fingers

"Are you seriously drunk already? Carson its 1 pm" I ask

"No you dimwit" she hisses at me like a fucking snake.

"Then stop acting like it anyways I'm going to the show now also make sure you come to the after-party Alayna won't be there because she is in New York and I need someone okay?"

"Yeah, okay I'll be there bye stay safe, okay?" Carson screams at me just as I shut the door on her face.

I arrive at the venue and go to sign my name to get my lanyard. I head backstage to get some cool shots and maybe talk to a few people since I'm in a good mood today I don't mind some human interaction. God, I am so anti-social I need to get some help.

I arrive backstage and chat with some  models and I took really good pictures that i think my boss Ashlyn would be happy with.

Soon I line up with the other photographers that are set in place, it was weird because I was actually on the side of the stage since they mainly wanted photos from the side which I found strange but I was okay with it as long as I was being paid.

However, the editing is going be hard since the front row people will be in the pictures and I can probably see 3 or 2 people clearly through my camera.

The lights had turned on and it was a warm shade of light mixed with white illuminating the black making the models figure shown on the background.

Soon the fashion show started and I got my camera ready in front of my face looking through the lens prepared for the first model to walk through.

Just as I clicked, the model had disappeared through my lens and then my camera was focused on a face. A familiar face.

It was him.

He wasn't looking at me instead he was on his phone looking intently at the screen.

I froze. It could be anyone but him.

He suddenly looked up and our eyes met. He looked back down at his phone then he whipped his head back up. Surprise and shock were the 2 emotions that were coating his face.

My heart was pounding in my chest racing even at the sight of him. All the pain and heartbreak rushing back to me. All those sleepless nights wondering what I did wrong and all those tears I wasted on this boy knowing once he left me, he proved his feelings by never coming back. My eyes puffy and red from losing my best friend, my rock and my whole world leaving me like everyone else. Feeling worthless and stupid again and feeling the one thing I wanted to get away from, not being good enough.

That boy who made me feel all sorts of crap was right in front of me.

I couldn't breathe. The air was escaping my lungs leaving me. Everything stopped it was just me and him. I tried looking away but my dumbass eyes were solemnly focused on him as always just him.

I feel my eyes watering and I curse at myself because my dumbass didn't even blink so I did the most logical thing I could think of I ignored him and acted like I didn't see him and I did not just make eye contact with him for 5 minutes straight.

I felt his intense gaze on me scanning me to see if it was me as I continued capturing the model's side profile. As soon as the show finished, I ran out of the room with my camera and packed my stuff in a hurry. Fearing that he might find me as I wasn't mentally prepared to speak to him again.

I exited the building and ran to my car quickly getting in wanting to just go home and cry under the blankets. However, I remembered that I needed to attend the after-party to take a few pictures and just be there, in general, it would make our company look good as Ashlyn put it since no fashion show really had a after party.

Fuck he could be there. Oh god, what do I do? Oh, shit I can't ditch Carson but she wouldn't care as long as alcohol is there, she will be fine and she will understand my situation, right?

Then again, I will get paid extra and I cannot disappoint Ashlyn. Ah, fuck it I'm such a people pleaser but I can't help it. I need to stay away from him at all times.

I got back home to get ready as it is currently 8 pm and the after-party starts at 10 pm. So, I have 2 hours to shower and get ready as I already picked out my dress which was my favourite colour viridian.

I stood in the mirror looking at my reflection and fiddling with my gold earrings and my freshly curled hair. It's nothing fancy as it's a simple dress that kinds of reminds me of what Fiona would wear from Shrek. My favourite part of the dress is the slit I'm not sure why but slit dresses have always been my favourite.

I get my keys and my lipstick and other things I need and don't need. Putting all of it in my gold clutch bag and I put on my heels and make my way-out knowing Carson is probably there already since it 10:15. Being a little late won't hurt anybody.

Well then let's hope I don't run into the imbecile.