I didn't text Jack back.
I was too embarrassed. It was twelve thirty and I was liking posts of his.
But today was going to be Jack free hopefully.
I walked out of my bedroom and headed towards the kitchen finding Tori sitting on a barstool eating her cereal on the counter.
"Rice Krispies?" I ask
"Snap, crackle and pop baby, the only way to do it." Tori replies
"So I'm gonna stop by the modeling place today." I report to Tori.
She raises an eyebrow.
"I'll get an Uber." I repose laughing.
"I'm coming with you, just to see the set and environment."
"Okay" I shrug.
I walk back into my bedroom and slide into some sweats. I'm am getting major Déjà vu.
"Ready?" I question Tori
"I already called the Uber he is here so we better get going." I add
"I'm ready, I'm ready" Tori tells me slipping on her new balance 550s.
"Hi!" I greet the driver
"Hello ladies." He responds
"Where to?"
"Elite model world" Tori speaks for me
"I'm on it." He says already driving away.
It takes about a half an hour to get there and when I tell you this place looks expensive I mean it. The wall were painted white and it had black modern furniture scattered around. We walked to the front desk.
"Hi!" I greet cheerfully.
"Hello. How can I help you?" The tall blonde asks behind the desk.
"I was actually supposed to see Claire Cooper a couple of weeks ago but I got into a pretty gnarly car crash. I was wondering if there was anyway we could work something out today or soon?" I claim.
"Let me call her." The blonde says picking up the phone With her pink almond shaped acrylics.
After a few moments of the blonde talking on the phone she tells me I can head up to floor 58.
"What about Tori? Can she come along as well?" I plead.
"No this is a one on one session. Victoria is applying for the photography aspect not modeling so she will be down here with the photographers." The girl says.
"Okay." I say barely audible.
I walked towards the elevator glancing back at Tori giving her a hopefully smile.
She blows me a kiss.
The elevator was empty and I clicked the hi-lighted button to go to 58. Oh great I think a memory reoccurring from when in the hospital. I was room 58. And I declared that was my least favorite number.
Whatever. I think to myself, this is no car crash.
Once I hear the ding and feel the elevator slow down I get ready to prepare my self. This is a big moment, be professional Morgan.
I step out and am meet with a huge studio arranged with different green and white screens. I see makeup artists fixing the faces of models. Oh god what if my skin is bad I think to myself. Or what if I'm too skinny or too fat for them. I start to panic until I see a tall red head appear in front of me.
"Morgan Isa?" She asks me.
"Yes, hi that's me." I say giving a little wave.
"Oh. You look quite different that i thought you would. I'm Claire Cooper the head of the company." Claire says almost saying the first part bitterly.
"Well come along let's try and get you to model a few clothing items quickly if they look good on you we will advertise them."
I just nod.
I don't like this at all I think to myself.
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