Patricia
The door of the elevator opened just the exact time Freen was waiting outside, maybe for a ride.
"Hey" she approached and without hesitation, she went inside the elevator before I even got to close it. She's one fast girl.
"The guy told me that you want me to meet you at your office"
"Yeah, Non. I told him to relay that message once he sees you and - - -
"What is it?"
Silence emerged. She's definitely thinking about what she wants out of me. The last time I remembered was when I dragged her from that guy. My instinct wants me to do so and of course I wouldn't let the day pass without taking it all out on the guy. Maybe she's on the mood to give me some scolding that I care less.
"What's with your outfit?" she ran her eyes from my head to my feet, examining the outfit I had chosen.
"Nothing that bothers you"
"It's not appropriate for work and it bothers me- - -
"First, there are no clothes in that freaking closet and second don't look" I hissed. No one wants her opinion so she shouldn't go around telling what people needs to wear or not.
The door opened again and this time, we stopped in the tenth floor of the building. I don't have much thing to do nor have anything in mind so maybe I'll just stick around with her for a bit. I don't know but she radiates an energy I want to hang with. I like the way she dresses too. I'm just here to criticize her every move.
"Good Morning Miss Freen, the shoot's about to start and Bec where are your - - -
"Good Morning too. I want her to take the place of the one who backed out. " she interrupted the guy's words.
Oh, that's why she wants to see me. She's making me replace that someone who backed out. Hmm, not bad, I haven't experienced modelling and my fit's gonna be great for it.
"Are you sure Miss?" the guy shifted his hesitating look between me and her.
"Who do you think you are?" I blurted, he seemed to be judging my whole being and the look in his eyes are telling me that he doesn't want to do what this lady is telling him.
I'm well suited for it, is he blind or I'm gonna make him one.
"O-okay you can change your clothe- - - -
"No"
I declined his offer. What more could they give? "What's the theme?" Freen asked at the guy who looks like he's about to throw his hands at me
Pfft try me.
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Fanfiction''I'm not the one you think I am'' '' I know, the look in your eyes say so'' Rebecca Armstrong, a curious and a bookworm lady comes to work for a rising star, Freen Chankimha when she discovered something out of the locket she found. It was a trigge...
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