The Fame Whore - Justin Bieber FanFic

Chapter 2

Adrienne Fairy

I'm currently getting tattooed. No, not a permanent one. It's one that washes off, eventually. It's just for the shoot I have. It's for a magazine and their theme is something like Bad Girls or so.

If I wasn't modeling or scared, I'd tattoo this permanently. But since I have a job and I'm a scaredy cat, I can't.

A guy entered. He's a gay-guy to be exact. Ooh! I miss Stephan, my gay friend who makes my life complete :) I made a mental note to call him.

"Hi. I'm Paul. " He said.

"Oh. We meet in person at last." I said.

"Yeah. And you look great. Or should I say perfect?" he smiled.

"I'm glad you know me." I smiled back. He chuckled and left to set sh*t up for the shoot.

"Alright, all done." the man doing my tattoo - fake tattoo- said.

"Okay." I walked out with the pair of of underwear they asked me to wear.

-during the shoot-

"Okay, not lift your hair up. Yes like that and -- don't move." John. Said taking pictures of me. It was fun but tiring.

Okay next outfit, he shouted.

The photoshoot went on and on.

"Okay. You've got a few minutes break." I stood up and wore a robe. Man. I'm tired. They Re did my make up and hair and changed my clothes. If you consider lingerie as clothes.

"This is just the start." Simone said looking at me seriously.

"I know." I smugly answered.

"Remember, of you want revenge. Do as they say." She reminded. I nodded and quoted our motto.

"I'd rather go naked than be low graded"

"Good." Simone nodded.

I know I sound like I'm a fame whore. But guess what? I don't care because I'm one. This is for revenge. Revenge for those who--- let's not talk about it. I'm not comfortable with it.

"Alright. Next set!" Paul shouted. I walked to the bed they set up for me.

I turned my back to the camera. Just like Paul instructed. I looked back still, with my back faced to the camera. I dropped the towel around me and I went fully naked from waist up.

Nobody was seeing my front but I was totally exposed. People on my side can see my boobs already but I don't care. This is me.

I'm a fame whore. Just like how people see me. And that's what I want. I'm a fame-hungry girl who's ready to go naked. I'll do all of this to stand on top of the world. To BE the top of the world.

"That's perfect, Adrienne. " Paul said continually making me move once in a while.

I was now laid on my stomach. Now totally naked. Not even panties on. Just a blanket over my butt and my boobies pressed to the bed.

19 and wild. Sounds like music to my ears, baby.

"Wait here a second, Adrienne. Stay there. Don't move. I just have to help the guys bring the last equipments. These cameras isn't enough. You deserve my camera. " Paul said and it fired me in. That's right Paul. I deserve the best .

"Sure. I won't move a muscle."

He left off and closed the door.

I'm Adrienne Fairy. The fame whore. And I don't hive a sh+t.