“dear, wake up. Your stupid shoot is in an hour.” my mother grumpily walked out of my room. I smile and hop out of bed. I was so excited! I was going to the beach all day! I slip on a short yellow skirt and a purple tube top and put on some wedged flip flops. I grab my bag and rush out of my room.
“mom, is the limo ready?” I yell running down stairs to the dining room.
“yes. I don’t see why you want to model. Our family has always gotten by on our knowledge and lineage. You don’t have to go so far as being selfish. It’s ridiculous!”
“yes I know mother, but I want to get by on my looks. Not who I’m related to. See ya!” I grab a blueberry muffin and run outside.
“that child has so much to learn!” Diane Duncan folded her arms in discust at her only daughter.
“relax dear, she’ll be starting her second year in high school after this summer. I’ve thought is stead of having that home professor teach her, we send her to the academy. So she can learn the importance of knowledge and who you know.”
“good idea James.”
“are we almost there? I’m running late!” I was bouncing in my seat.
“calm down miss Victoria. We’ll be there shortly.” The driver insisted.
“please just call me tori, Al. we’re alone, so it doesn’t matter.” I slump in my seat. I hated my extremily formal name.
“ok…. Tori, we’re here. call me when your done!” Al shouts as I clamber out of the car and onto the beach. I ran all the way down the sand banks and fond a good spot to set up stuff. My photographer had called me two days ago saying he had found the perfect spot to do the summer swim line. He said he had to talk to the family that owed this private beach and for a sum, they were able to use it! I kick off my shoes and wiggle my toes in the warm sand.
“tori!” I turn and see three people running from the road.
“alex! Marshell! Clare! I wave as my photographer (alexandria), and her two assistants (marshell and clariese) meet up with me.
“so? What do you think?” alex asks, putting her towel down to put her equipment on.
“its beautiful!”
“yeah, marshell’s daughter goes to school with the boy who’s parents own this place.” Alex explained.
“yeah, she said his club was taking a group of friends to hang out on the beach, and when I asked her who, I called his parents and asked if it was ok.”
“well, let’s get the changing tent set up and get started!!”
“oh wow. Kyoya, this place is awesome.” Haruhi said.
“yeah its too bad he had to invite the girls from the club.” Hikaru moaned.
“now we don’t get to see you in a bathing suit…” kaoru and his brother both got thought bubbles on the image.
“yeah well, I’m not so forget it.”
“thank you so much for inviting all of us Kyoya!” a group of girls giggled.
“it’s no problem at all ladies. Have fun ok?”
“hehehe! Ok!!”
“let’s set up over here!!” tamaki shouted.
“Haruhi…”
“yeah yeah. I’ll set up…” she wandered over to tamaki and they both set up a couple of towels and chairs, and one huge, big, red umbrella.
