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Imagine: You're a new model. It was your first ever photo shoot and you had never been more terrified in your life. Everyone here was clearly older and far more experienced than you, you were told you'd be doing the photo shoot with another model but weren't told who which only amplified you fear. Making it even worse it was an underwear shoot, probably not the best thing to be modelling in your first ever shoot when you already felt nervous. You sat in dressing gown on the bay window of the room you would be shooting in, trying to stay out of everyone's way, as the photographers and other staff milled around. You watched as they pondered where they would place the furniture, set up their cameras and discuss what way you and the other model would pose. Your eyes flicked to the doorway as a gorgeous woman you hadn't met before entered the room, however there was something familiar about her. Almost immediately the head photographer made a beeline for her and began to talk rapidly, using an excessive amount of hand gestures. The woman nodded but her eyes were scanning the room, eventually they landed on you, she smiled and waved a little. You were surprised but smiled back anyway...stunned that someone so beautiful had noticed you. The head photographer turned to look at you and beckoned for you to come over. Reluctantly you got up and made your way over to the pair. "This is Y/N."She explained to the stunning woman."She's new, just been signed to her agency and this is her very first big shoot." "Nice to meet you."The unnamed woman greeted with an enchanting Italian accent. "You too."You reciprocated and extended your hand for her to shake. She laughed at your gesture and tossed her dark fringe away from her eyes before pulling you into a hug. As she did so she whispered in your ear."We're about to be half naked in front of each other. A handshake is a bit formal, don't you think?" "You're probably right."You bit your lip and blushed as you broke apart. "I'll leave you two to get acquainted."The head photographer said clapping her hands together before turning to who you realised would be your fellow model."And for you to get ready." *** "You look nervous."Giorgia observed as you sat with her in a separate room of the building that she'd decide to change in. You shrugged."Weren't you the first time you did a shoot?" She tilted her head."Maybe, I honestly don't remember. I have so much fun modelling now that I don't really think about it." "I just can't stop thinking about all those cameras on me in my underwear."You folded your arms and shuddered."And everyone's eyes watching me, criticising me. Not to mention those photos will be all over the internet." "Do you know what always helps me when I feel nervous?"Giorgia prompted pulling out her phone."Music." She began playing a song you weren't familiar with and dancing around the room. You giggled as she spun around to face you, just before pulling you to dance with her. "I don't dance!"You tried to protest. "You do now!"She sung, twirling you.
