Pure Truth

Yes? No?

I don't think I even said anything in like five minutes.

'Ari?' Mark snapped me out of my blank stare.
'What? I'm sorry.
Did you asked me out? Like me?'
'Yes?' He now looked confused like he did something wrong.
'Can I think about it?'

He shook his head, and walked away.

Damn it Ari! Why?! Ugh.

I ran up to him and tapped his shoulder, pulled out me phone..

'I don't have your number. Do you mind? So I can call you later if my plans changed?' I said while bitting my lip in hope that he does give me his number.
'Yeah. Here.'
'Thanks.' I ran hug phone in case he wants to be an ass and give me a fake one.
'I had to, just in case you give me the wrong one. There's my number.'

I bowed and said goodbye to everyone and now I have to head downstairs for an interview and then the venue.

- skip interview -

Man was that a long interview. I sighed and fell asleep in the car.

It wasn't long until we reached the venue. People are running in and out, going crazy. Or maybe that my show director.

'Finally the CEO herself has arrived. Sweetie nothing is going right. Everything have prepared for is going out the door, just like everyone's job if they can't do it!'

Oh boy. I have seen Josh like this since his wedding day. And it was me and him that fought.

'Josh! Earth to Josh! It's fine we will mange. If I have to dig and get dirty I will.'

He took a deep breath and collect his thoughts.

'Okay. We are missing flowers, the run way is a mess! And uh... our director is out. She's in labor.'

I knew it! She said she was fine and wasn't due until after our show. I even ask to take a leave of absence. This women!

'How many are we behind?'
'Two. The one you just finish and the one that is left in her studio.'
'That's fine. Everything is okay.
Hey Steph, send out an emergency text talk department and tell them step on, overtime will be paid. If the things we order can't come through, find a different route. That two piece and that dress that we just sent out. Tell the director team, fly it out. I don't care if they themselves have to get on a plane with it, it just has to get here.'
'Oi! You are getting red over here. Calm down. I'm on it.'

Just when I was getting heated my phone rang.

'What?!' I said in frustration without knowing who called me.
'Hello to you too.' Oh my god! It's Mark. I bite down on my tongue on how much of bitch I just sound.
'Hello Mark! What can I do for you?'
'I'm outside.'

What?! Why?! How?! STEPHANIE!!

'Stephanie you told him I was here?!' I whispered yelled because Mark is still on the phone.
'You're welcome.'
'I'm coming out to get you.'
'Okay.'

I walked to the entrance and opened the door. It was him and the other members.

'I thought you guys still had photo shoot and other stuff to do?'
'They got canceled.' Jackson said.
'Oh. Anyways what brings you guy here?'
'Ask lover boy over there.'

I looked at Mark and he was blushing real heard.
'We also brought food!' BamBam excitedly said.
'Oh, thank you. Let me show you guys to a room. So you can eat peacefully and don't have to here my director screaming his head off.' I chuckled nervously.

We head up to one of the room and thankfully it hasn't been fulfilled yet, cause I need to sit and breath. Or take a pill and knock out. This work is so overwhelming.