Abercrombie and Fitch

Goal

*Sorry for not posting. It's been exhausting with what has been happening in the media/news but the good news is I'm writing another book about it.* 

Molly P.O.V.

February 4 a month has pass. Max and I have been working nonstop. While max have been working out (mostly Alex and Justin) I've been cutting calories in half. I was exercising but had to stop midway January because Justin wouldn't stop bothering me. But besides that I can't weight to do modeling it was hard but worth it. I woke up and measure myself 34-24-34. Yes finally. I might have lost more than I though but that's fine. I got off the scale and look in the mirror. Even though I'm "thin" I'm still feel like I could lose the weight. I heard a knock and open the door. It was max. Oh my god. He must be training for weeks. He looks amazing. 

"Uh, Molly?"

"Oh, hey Max. Sorry. It's just that you look great."

"Really! You think so?"

"Yeah. You must have train for months."

"Well we both did. I mean look at you. You look great."

Does he like me now that I'm think? I thought he like me before? I close the door and walk with him. Suddenly he stop me.  "Wait our boss said that you need to get measure after that Romero said that he's ready for our photo suit." I nod and head towards Mr. Jeff's office. I knock and he told me to come in. 

"Hi. Mr. Jeff." I close the door and sat down.

"H- oh you look great. Stand up, turn around." I did what he said and he seems happy. "Are you happy? I lost that "fat" that you didn't like."

"Yes. Now you can only weight 10 pounds at the most."

"I feel like I should. My arm feels thin and I feel uncomforted. I feel light headed and well not happy. Even clothes that I have doesn't fit me anymore."

"Well that's why you can go shopping after the modeling shoot you can get some new clothes. You can even bring some of the modeling friends if you want."

"But -."

"Now. Romero is waiting for you downstairs. Go hurry." He said as he was pushing me out of his office. 

I made it downstairs and see that Rachel and Elizabeth is flirting with Max. My blood boil. Those bitches. I walk pass him, ignoring his call. 

"Hey Molly. Molly?" Max said. I walk to Romero and he seems happy to see me.

"Oh my Molly. I haven't seen you in days. You look a mazing."

"That Rome but I don't feel amazing. I never knew modeling would be so tough."

"I understand. Just focus on your modeling and you'll be fine." 

I nod then I heard my name again. 

"Molly. I was calling for you."

"Sorry just not a morning person."

Romero clear his throat.

"Well the photo suite is going to be on a collage campus. In the classroom their should be clothes. Like cheer uniform, Jersey stuff like that. It will have your name on it. Meet me in the hallway. But hurry up because the other models are waiting."

We all went inside the classroom where I saw the outfits on the desk. I see my name and look at the outfit. Looks like I am a nerd. I change in one corner and he change in the other corner. I heard giggling and turn. Oh. My. God. Max is ripped. His abs are phenomenal. I look towards the noise and see that the female models were staring through at Max threw the glass. "Do you mind!"

Rachel spoke. "I'm the only one who's staring." She pointed to my right and I see Justin staring at me in the door way.

"JUSTIN! Stop staring at me and close the door."

"Pick which one you want me to do? I can stand here and close my eyes or I could close the door and continue to stare at you." Then I saw Alex grabbing him and closing the door. I smile