The Life Of A Model

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Song for this chapter:

Gorgon City - Imagination ft Katy Menditta.

Enjoy Cookies!

**Monday

"Ladies and Gentleman, please fasten you're seatbelt we will be landing in London about 15 minutes thank you" the pilot anounced.

I woke up, yawning and stretching my aching limbs. I looked at my watch and realised I have been sleeping for 6 hours. I Look out the window watching the beautiful city glowing against the sun.

Getting off the plane I go to the control area and all that stuff after that I get my luggage.

I walk through the slide doors and look around if I can see Mariah somewhere.

"Over here!" A woman in her late 40s with long dark blonde hair, light blue eyes and a bright smile over her face start waving at me.

Yes that's Mariah.

She is my make-up artist. She has been working with me for 3 years and she is like a second mother to me because I can tell everything to her if something bothers me like for example...

Max.

We both hate him. And we can gossip about him from 9am in the mornig till 10pm in the evening.

Once I see her I tackle her with a big hug and a kiss on her cheek. After 5 minutes of hugging she invited me to come at her place.

When I put all of my bags and suitcases in the guestroom I walk to the livingroom already getting greeted by some hot chocolate with marshmellows on the coffe table.

"Come sit" she offered.

"So has Nick still been calling to you in L.A since he left to Europe?" She asked sipping some of her chocolate milk.

"No..he already forgot about me.. he is such a jerk!" I hissed. Trying to forget the sad memory. Mariah put her hand on my thigh and assuring me that everything will be ok. "I will call Max and say that you're staying with me ok?"

I nodded and finished with my chocolate milk. I put my mug down and start lookig around examining her apartment. It's really modern and posh you can even see the London Eye from her window.

Mariah's p.o.v.

I looked through my contacts and searched for Max's number I saved him as Faggot because he is one.

I clicked the phone icon and wait for him to pick up. After 5 rings he finally picked up.

"Mariah..." he said unconvinced.

"Max..I just wanted to say that Darcy is staying with me so she is my responsibility and not yours" I smirked.

"And why not me Mariah?" He said challenging.

Because you're a big ego and only think about the money and you treat her like sh.it and not appreciate her god damn hard work.

"Because I know her and she just feels more comfortable with me" I said with a fake sweet voice.

"Ok if she feels that way that's fine by me but Mariah don't think that you could get away with me easily..I know that you don't like me but remember I am the one who gives you the payment for your life and if you want to quit fine! But you will end up on the streets! And continue living like hell! So don't start with me! Have Darcy ready at 4pm on Tomorrow at the show" after that he hung up leaving me speechless. I can't believe he just said that to me that little c.unt!