𝙻𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝙱𝚎𝚝

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I'm in my living room doing absolutely nothing when Kiyoko walks into the room,"Remember you have that party later."

I groan,"Yea,yea I know," I sit up,"I don't want to go," I frown.

Kyoko laughs at me," Well you already agreed and who knows you might get another offer."

I sigh and nod in agreement. Old men love to go to parties to hit on girls at least thirty years younger than them. It has it's pros and cons, pros being when they offer me another gig for a runway show I get a lot of money. Cons being they tell you 'I won't put a word in for you unless you give me something in return.'

Honestly how desperate do you have to be. Sadly I have given in to one man, BUT he was kinda attractive for a fifty-four year old. All I did was give him a handjob AND it was for vouge runway how could I resist, looking back at it now I really didn't need to do it because I could've gotten in easily,but for the plot right?

I laugh at myself and get up,"What're you laughing at?"Kiyoko asks.

"Nothing just remembering something. Anywyas you know who's gonna be there?"

"Alisa and Saeko are going. Oh and a lot of people from high school."

"REALLY"

"Yes."

I jump a little, excited to reunite with some old friends. I start heading to my room to figure what I should wear," Kyo come here!"

She comes in a few moments after and helps me get ready. Because this is a formal event I wear a long dress that reaches the floor with a slight train and heels. Kiyoko helps me do my hair while I do my makeup. After at least three hours I'm done getting ready and Kiyoko starts getting herself ready.

After about an hour Kiyoko is ready, I truly don't know how she gets ready so fast and looks so beautiful. She calls my other personal assistant to give us a ride to the party. Is it even a party? I really don't know how I get invited to these things, I'm no where near elegant and formal to talk to these people who have been doing this for so long.

All I know is that we're going to a old mans mansion. His name is William Henderson is a multi-billionare who's rich because...well I don't know why but hes rich. He has like 4 floors and like a billion rooms. I never got why rich people always get such big houses. Like obviously to show off their money but like how are you gonna fill up this place.

My home is also a mansion but it's more filled with activities than rooms. It has ten rooms which is a lot but compared to other millionares that's nothing. Which is also why I love my house I'm never bored I'm either in the pool, theather, pool table, mini arcade room, my garden or anyway where else.

I also live with Kiyoko, if you tell that to anyone who has money they'll probably faint. They always consider their assistants or managers 'poor' but they literally work for you? They make a lot of money too. I love living with Kiyoko. She's a doll, been my best friend since my first year of high school.

Usually living with your best friend can have some problems because you're around eachother too much and get tired of each other, but I'm almost always busy with meetings, rehearsals, try ons, or auditions.

We eventually get to Williams house and Cameron my assistant...well he's more like my butler but that feels wrong so I call him my assistant, helps Kiyoko out the car me following after.

The second I step out the car all I see is flashing. Of course paparazzi is here, I'm guessing William let them in 'cause I would never let paparazzi on my property.

I stand there for a couple seconds letting them take pictures until I grab Kiyoko's hand and start walking towards the door. As I do all I hear is shouting.

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