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Anthony was already waiting for me...us? Beside him were four more girls, two blondes and two gingers, I was the only brunette. We were all different, and in that moment I felt like an alien. They were all "model up" and I was just being me, which drawn some curious looks from the other girls.

- Since we're all here - Anthony begins, smiling - lets go inside, we need to talk! - all of them rushed to enter the office and squeeze into the little sofa in front of his desk. I preferred to stay up on my feet, behind the sofa. - So... - he rubbed his hand together - One of you girls will receive the opportunity to be part of a great and importante project. Our company was on a little competition with our big rival and we won. - he said happily and we clapped, happy to be chosen - From all the girls, our client choose his top five but only one will get the job.

One of the gingers raised her hand:

- Yes, Claire? - Anthony gave her his attention.

- When will we be able to meet with the client? - the pretty ginger wanted to know.

- Today. - he said, calmly.

- TODAY? - we almost screamed.

- Yes, today, in half an hour. We'll be heading together to our clients office and you'll have your job interview there. - he explained.

 - It's going to be a a runway, photoshoot...? - the angelic face blondie asked.

- I was getting there! - he offers a little smile - but first and the most importante thing: doesn't matter who's going to get the job, all of you will have to sign a confidentiality agreement. - in that moment I think we were all thinking the same thing: "What is going on?" and judging by the expression of the other blondie she was almost certain we were going to work with the Queen herself. - And the actual job is... - Anthony was loving his power now - you'll be a facade girlfriend. - And then all of the girls, but me, we're talking, laughing, assuming things. - C'mon ladies, calm down please. - Anthony asked politely.

- Anthony, please clarify this... - the other ginger asked with a smile on her face - is this person...famous? - she was exited with the possibility.

- Yes, he is indeed famous. - Anthony confirmed. And the noise was back. - Calm down, please. - he asked again.

- Does that "famous" know we are a model agency and not a big-end escorts company right? - the angelic face blondie asked outraged.

- Of course he does. - Anthony had now a serious look on his face - This gig has no sexual nature. - Anthony clarified - The only things asked are for you to assume a relationship with this person, appear with him on social occasions and show a little of your personal/no personal life inside that relationship. Behind cameras, nothing happens. They chosen models because they wanted a pretty face next to him and one who run red carpets like nobody else could. That's it. Strictly professional.

- For how long? - I finally asked, getting everyones attention.

- One year...max three years. - Anthony answers and immediately the lamp above my head lights up: "Here's my course money!"


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