THE BITTEN PASSION

chapter 7

We arrived at Starbucks 30 minutes later. “Come on we’re 10 minutes late.” I yelled and skipped into the store. Once we entered, I spotted a headful of curls. I shushed everyone and quietly walked over to him. I placed my hands over his eyes and said “Guess who pumpkin?” I said in an elderly voice. “Nana styles?” he guessed, “Wrong sunny.” this time in a high pitch voice. “Erm… Louis is that you?” he said worried on who it could be.  “Haz, I’m across from you.” The brown hair boy said.  I started to get board of this game. “It’s me you douche.” I said removing my hands and peeking my head from his shoulders. “Oh! Daniella, good voices by the way.” He said and kissed my cheek.

“Harry these are my friends Eleanor, Danielle, Nhi, Anny, Gerard Anny’s brother, and Nathan.” I introduced them and harry introduced his friends. “The one in the strips and brown messy hair is Louis, blonde is Niall, buzz cut is Liam, and the jet black Mohawk style is Zayn.” They said hello and we sat down in a big table, ordered food, and talked.

“So you guys are 16 minus Louis and zany who’s 17.” Anny was confused at this point. “Yup.” Liam said sipping his chocolate mocha. “Okay.” She sat down and drank her smoothie. *Yo tell me what you want what you really, really want-* I have to choose a less embarrassing ring tone.

“Yellow” I said.

“Hello is this Daniella smith?” this mystery person said.

 “Yes, and before you go on I am innocent no matter what.” I said getting scared for a minute. The other line laughed and said,

“No I’m not the cops. I’m Kristal. I work at Modest! Management.” This so what Kristal said,

“Uh, go on?” I spoke,

 “Well, I’ve seen some pictures I received here and I say you make an awesome model.” She said. Pictures! I never sent pictures to nowhere, minus Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, Snap chat, Tumbler, and Kik. That’s all, nowhere else!

“Ah, yes. But I never sent pictures anywhere.” I said calmly as possible.

“Oh your sister Brook, I believe sent us pictures and we want you to be our model for big fashion lines. Agree or not.” She spoke. Brook! Remind me to kill that –

“Um yes I agree, when do I start?”

 “Tomorrow at 8 in the morning, there’s a meeting and other stuff, then at 1 pm is your first photo shoot.”

“Okay, thank you.” I hung up and yelled; “I got a modeling job!” everyone congratulated me then started talking again. 

“Well we have to go. Thank you for the number boys. But if we don’t go now, my sister will kill me.” I said and hugged the boys. “Your welcome, love.” They said in their British/Irish accent. “See you later.” I yelled and left the store towards the parking lot were my car was.

As I was walking, me being myself, I left my bag at the table. So I ran back to where we were sitting, grabbed my bag, and left. I walked back to the parking lot and bumped into someone. “Sorry I wasn’t paying attention.” I said and looked up to see him. With an evil grin,

“Hello, Daniella. How are you?”