"Ollie, come on! It's already 6am, we're late!" Jessica shouts.
"Okay Jess I'm up, but why the fuck are you waking me up at 6 today?" I say groggily.
"Well, work duh!" She says.
I'm so tired today, and I just want to stay in bed. I don't want to get up and go stand there at the modeling studio while they put pounds of make-up on me and make my hair look perfect; which takes a long time by the way; I really love my job, I mean yeah, in 2013 I hated my life and myself, but now that I'm 22, and I learned how to deal with everything I even went to counseling, the pain is still there. I've just learned how to deal with it in a positive way.
"Helloooooooooo?" Jessica starts waving her hands in front of my face.
"Oh, I'm coming just wait down stairs, I'll be there in a minute."
I decided to wear a nude knit sweater, and black leggings with crosses on them. Then, to go with it some black Toms, and a nude purse my older brother's girlfriend had given me. (Outfit on the side.)
"Dudeeeeeee, Olivia we're lateeeeeee!" Jess said dragging out her words.
"Oh well shit happens Jess!" I shouted back to her, while walking down the stairs of the house we share, I will never, and I mean never, live on my own, I hate being alone.
"Okay, I'm ready. Let's go." I muttered whilst locking our door , and walking to my black Mustang.
"I'll see you at work." Jess said getting into her red Bettle.
"Well no shit sherlock." I said with a smile. Then she just flipped me off while laughing and pulled out of the driveway. This is how everyday was with my best friend more like my sister. I decide to finally get in my car, and start driving.
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I'm just arriving at the modeling studio, I go to the spot next to Jessica's car where I always park, when a black Range Rover pulls in my spot. Oh hell to the fuck no. I climb out of my car and walk up to the man,
"Excuse me, but this is my parking space." I said very politely.
"Well I'm sorry but I'm in a rush, and it's not just your spot." This man says to me in a British accent, well this dude must not know that it doesn't work that way here.
"Well, for your information, it is my spot, look.." I point to the sign right above where he's park with my name on it, and it says reserved parking. I get one of those because I work here.
"Sorry babe, could you just let it pass this one time, please?" This guy seriously doesn't understand what boundaries not to push.
"First of all, don't call me babe, or I'll make sure you don't have any balls by the time you leave," His eyes widen at this. "And, second no, I can't because where am I supposed to park?, I'm late." I finish, kind of pissed off, who does he think he is?
"Well I need to pick up my girlfriend." He puts air quotes around the word girlfriend, and he seems kind of irritated, maybe I should just let it go this one time, he looks pretty stressed out.
"Okay, I'll let it go this one time dude, good day." I say with a little smile.
"Thanks ...um.."
"No need to know my name, bye!" I shout from my car.
Luckily I find a spot just a little while down the lot. I park and then walk into the building. As soon as I walk in people are like "Olivia!" or "Olivia you look great today!" but, it's not just a few people it's almost everyone. "Thanks guys, you sure know how to make someones morning." I give a genuine smile.
"Olivia I love your braces!" says Shelia the nicest blond I've ever met.
"Thanks, but their just pink? not that big of a deal." I say, confused.
"Yeah, but you make them look so perfect." She says like it's the most obvious thing.
"Thanks again." I smile.
I really don't understand people think I'm so pretty, I'm not ugly I know that, I take complements cause' it's rude when girls don't, so I wounldn't want to be a hypocrite. I have self-confidence but, I'm not conceited. Travis taps on my shoulder and pulls me out of my thoughts. Travis is my other best friend, he's gay, I don't mind though. It's better because whenever I go shopping with him, and ask him how something looks he doesn't get jealous like a girl would, or doesn't give a guy's opinion like "You look hot in anything." but instead, he gives an honest opinion, that's why I love him he is like another sister!
"Hey, Livey you have to go to management they want to talk to you." He says looking worried.
"Don't worry Trav. I didn't do anything!" I laugh walking towards the office where management is.
"With you I never know!" He shouts after me.
"Damn right! I want to be surprising." I say as I'm walking into the office.
"Hey, what's up?" I say sitting in one of the chairs.
"The sky." says Jim my manager, he's like the coolest guy you'd ever meet.
"Haha very funny." I say sarcastically.
"Anyways Olivia, we have to ask you something." He says very seriously now.
I nod my head encouraging him to continue.
"We got a proposal from Modest Management." He says.
"This concerns me how?..." I say kind of confused.
"We need you to go on a tour with this band, and fake date one of them." He says nonchalant.
"Why me, I'm confused?"
"Because Olivia, your a model, but also an actress so you would know how to play the part, and it will help promote your career even more!" He says enthusiastically.
"It will help?" I say considering.
"Yeah, a lot."
"Sure, why not?" I say to Jim.
"Okay we will tell you the details tomorrow." Says Jim.
I'm not even trippen' on any of this I've done this before with a solo singer though, so I know the routine. All I have to do is pretend to be so in love with the dude, and then we break up later. Ever heard of Justin Bieber? Yeah, that was fun, I fake dated him for 3 months, and we are friends now. This will just be more money added to my bank account.
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A/N:
I know Olivia sounds like a bitch right now, but you'll see why. Well yeah if you are reading this, please give some feed back c:
