living on the edge

chapter 35 | Cons of Fame

"so what do you think about that?"

"lexee!"

i shook out of my daydream and back to reality. i was in a meeting.

"right, uh ... what was the question?"

"the idea was your next photoshoot will be in flordia." my manager filled me in.

i shook my head, "sounds good."

"alright, that will be in five days, but ... tomorrow..." brynn, my agent, flipped through her notes.

"what's tomorrow?" i asked, sitting up straighter in my chair.

"Alyssa's movie premiere."

kill me

Alyssa was a model for vs pink too. we're "friends", mostly for a social factor and publicity, but honestly, we're sworn enemies.

she's too peppy for me, and apparently, I'm too bitchy. ohhh well .....

"so you're saying i have to walk the red carpet tomorrow night without a date. wont people talk?"

"baby, i think people would talk more if you went with nash. everyone knows about the fight and car incident, so if you went with him you two would look forced." my manager informed me.

"so, miss brooks...get your beauty sleep tonight, and you'll drive yourself over-"

"u-uh, Robert ... i don't have a car."

"right...we'll have a car pick you up at 3, and we'll get you all dolled up. "

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the next day

i sighed, grabbing my purse and sunglasses. the car was waiting outside for me.

"buckled up?"

i nodded to the driver and quickly pulled out my phone talking a snapchat of my no makeup face with sunglasses on, off to premiere !!! - and added it to my story so my fans could be updated on my sad little low life.

text message :

Matthew Espinosa

hey lex. thought I'd check in with you, how ya doing??

{me} : alright-ish. too much stuff going on right now. give me a call?

my phone rang almost immediately.

"hey matt." i smiled.

"talk to me about your problems." he chuckled.

"well you heard about the fight with nash, right?"

"yes, and your car being stolen."

"ugh. i miss my baby range rover." i pouted, watching out the window as we neared my work team.

"i miss you."

"i miss everyone. we seriously should all get together whenever possible and plan something out. i mean, magcon ended so suddenly."

"i know, i know. but don't think about that right now, you have too much going on. what're you doing now?" matt asked.

"in the car, going to get all fancy for a movie premiere."

"my point exactly." he laughed.

the car pulled up to the curb at my headquarters. i opened the car door and an uproar of loudness and cameras began.

"lexee, whats going on with you and nash grier?"

"lexee, are you close with Alyssa Brighton?"

"matt can i call you back?" i raised my voice so he could hear me.

"yeah, of course. sounds busy. have fun."

i turned off my phone and ran up the steps and into the office.

"alright, pretty girl...what look are we doing tonight?" rae, my makeup artist asked me. (and not to mention, how hot he is)

"well, my dress I'm 99% sure they told me was red, so maybe a smoky eye with some brown, black and sliver?" i stared at myself in the big mirror while i sat in the white luxurious chair wearing a white tank top and black sweatpants.

"sounds fabulous." rae smiled.

i sat through the duration of having my makeup put on like a pro, but only because music was playing to help me through this dreadful time.

"alright, you're all finishe-"

"lexee ... we had a major mess up in which shoes we ordered." jane, my stylist came running in.

"what do you mean...?" i asked nervously, getting off of my chair.

jane held up a pair of black shoes, "you-you'll be wearing six inch heels ... down the red carpet ...."

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oml, guys, idk if i can continue this story.

i started this book over a year ago, not knowing what i was doing AT ALL.

i went overboard & my chapters were like 5,000 words 😩😂

now this is chapter 35.

THIRTY FREAKIN FIVE.

WTF.

im so into my third book, Suffocated, right now, so please, maybe go start reading the first one Addicted - if u haven't already bc living on the edge is such a flop.

there legit is no plot anymore.