"Christian Filler became a famous CEO at the young age of 17 when his father Bris Filler passed away. Now Filler is 19 and one of the wealthiest, and most single, men in the world. He is estimated to worth more than Bill Gates and Steve Jobs combined!" My best friend Kris exclaims. I roll my eyes at her because this is the 3rd time she's read this to me. Kris and I go to Gonzaga University. I'm studying photography while Kris is in fashion and design. She squeals in delight again. "He is said to like brunettes. Xena! You're a brunette! You have a chance." I scoff at her. "So? I'm a nobody compared to him. I am totally okay with that too. Anyways, he could be gay for all you know!" I say. She shakes her head and her smile drops. "I guess you'll have to find out." She says innocently. I look at Kris as I drink my coffee. I raise my eyebrows at her. "What's that supposed to mean?" I say, looking around the tiny coffee shop we come to every morning. Kris lowers her head and smirks. Oh shit. "Kris what did you do?" I accuse. "I kind of set up a photo shoot. I need you to photograph him for my new line. Please?!" I nearly spit my coffee everywhere. "What? Kris! You can't just set up a meeting with the wealthiest man in the entire fucking world!" "Sorry. By the way, the photo shoot is in an hour..." She trails off. My eyes widen. "What? Shit we have to go! Where is it?" "At his hotel." I push Kris to the car and hop in myself. I speed to the apartment and hurry and change. I fix my hair so it's cascading down my back and chest and then throw on a band tank top, change my lip ring and throw on some ripped jeans. As I'm putting on my combat boots, Kris walks in. "Why are you dressing like that?" "Well firstly, I always dress like this and secondly, he's probably into prissy, uptight, girly girls, not saying you're one, and I'm not interested so.." Kris shakes her head. She says she is going to the car. I grab my camera gear and camera then rush to the car. When we pull up to his hotel, I see him about to get in a car. I step out of my Audi and he sees me. He stops and walks towards me. His servant or whatever follows close behind him.
Christian walks up to me, and grabs my hand, grazing his lips across my knuckles. I blush vaguely, inwardly cursing myself for doing so. "Ms Xena, a pleasure to make your aquaintance. I was just about to look for you. Is the photo shoot still on?" Before I can say anything, Kris steps in. "Yes, we were just getting her camera and gear." I'm unable to speak so I'm grateful for Kris' interference. He smiles at me lovingly and I melt a little. We walk into the hotel, Christian on my right, Kris on my left and Christians right hand man behind us. We get to his suite and I set up everything. I finish the lights and then get the lens I need. "Okay, Mr Filler, if you'd-" "Call me Christian." He interrupts. I nod and glance at Kris who smirks at me. "O-Okay, Christian, if you'd sit on that seat that'd be great." He does so and I start the shoot, snapping pictures of him in various poses. We pause for 5 minutes so he can take a call and I can change things around for standing pictures. Kris wanders next to me and smiles. "He couldn't stop staring at you." I let out a small laugh. "Kris, he kind of has to look at me, I'm taking his picture." "No. Look, he's staring now." She says pointing behind me. I turn and sure enough, he is staring at me and watching me closely. I hold his gaze for a minute and then look away, using my long hair to hide my blush. He finishes his call just as I finish the lights. "So, what's next?" He says behind me, startling me. I jump and turn to face him. "I didn't mean to startle you." "No, it's okay. I just didn't hear you walk up." I say quietly. He smiles at me and raises an eyebrow. Oh right. "I just need you to stand over there. First, we'll have you cross your arms in an authoritative way. Kind of like you're pissed at an employee that you found sneaking around in your office." I say. He does perfectly. I snap a couple pictures. "Okay, now like you're staring off into the distance." He does and I smile at how perfect he is. Then shake my head. I can't think that way. He looks to me for his next pose. "Now, stare at the camera like you would with the love of your life." I say, trying hard not to blush. He looks at me and I nearly get lost in his dark blue irises. I take a few pictures. "Okay. That should be good, unless you want more?" "That should be good. Could you make doubles of those? For me and you?" "Sure. No problem." I look around and notice Kris is gone. Damn her for leaving me alone.
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The Unexpected
FanfictionXena is a nobody photographer who is a punk tomboy with a lip ring and a girly girl best friend who sets her up. She lives to photograph anything and everything. Her entire life changes when her girly best friend Kris sets up a photo shoot with th...