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by groovylady

by groovylady

ROGER'S POV

"Thank you for meeting with me Roger." A stern man says as I sit down.

"It's no problem." I nervously say. The room feels stiff.

"I have a very important question for you." He says as he leans back in his chair.

"Okay..." I whisper.

"We saw how wonderful you were on that runway, and we took a look at some of your previous photoshoots. You got talent. We want you to be apart of the Vogue team as a model. So, that means runways and photoshoots." He explains.

"That's amazing!" I cheerfully say, but I can feel a twist coming.

"It'll take place in New York. You'll have to stay here." I can feel my heart drop. I won't be in England?

"What if I don't take the job?" I nervously ask.

"If you say no to this opportunity, that's fine. We will get in contact with London Vogue and see what they think of you. The only problem is that London Vogue is a newer establishment. They aren't as far in the business as American Vogue." He explains. He is obviously trying to put me on their side.

"You don't need to make up your mind right now-" I cut him offf.

"I've already made up my mind." I simply state.

-GROOVYLADY