The Pretty Half

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By the way, I picture Faith Hemmings to look like Adriana Lima

Chapter 2

*Faith POV*

Today was my first day on the job. I really wanted to make a good first impression. I straightened my long brown hair and curled the ends. I wore black tight skinny jeans that I got from a casting. And a pink sheer button down with a black bandeaux underneath. The shoes were my favourite they were nude pumps. Also from a casting. I slid down some cute bracelets on my wrist and slung a side bag the colour of my shoes over my shoulder. As usual I let my make up be natural, I hate caking my face, I just don't like feeling fake.

What I really like about castings is that sometimes you are allowed to keep what you wore for the casting. Half of my closet is filled with clothes from there.

When I was 15, I got into the whole modeling craze. My mom's friend would always come over and she would notice things about me and one day she asked me if I wanted to model, of course I got confused. Then she said being a model would be perfect for me. She recommended me to a modeling school in Cheshire. I went there for 2 and a half years, up until I had to get ready for moving to LA with my brother Luke. Once i moved here, I went to the Marcel Modeling School. As a child, my parents would always tell Luke an I that we could move anywhere we wanted together when we turned 18 and we chose LA.

"Luke! I'm leaving, wish me luck!" I shouted from the door.

"Wait!" He shouted back.

He came back and shoved his foot in his shoe.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Harry's picking me up, we're going out for the day. I decided I would go down with you." he rushed.

"Okay, but be quick, I have to be there in 20 minutes." I scurried and got the keys.

"C'mon." I begged as he followed me out of the flat I walked toward the door as Luke turned the knob and we sat near the lot.

"Wait, aren't you going to lock the door?" Luke remembered. I scurried back to the door and pulled the jingling keys out of my pocket. The key turned freely. I turned the knob once again just to check if it got locked and it did.

"Is Harry that boy from One Direction with the brown curly hair?" I asked.

"Yes, although I don't think you have met him in person yet." He shrugged.

"Ya, I've only seen him in the media." I stated.

"Mmhm." he hummed.

"Do you want me to wait with you? I have 5 minutes to spare." I added.

"Sure." he smiled.

The wait consisted of him telling corny jokes and talking to me about my new job. During the end, we went on our iPhones and played on them.

"There he is!" Luke pointed to a black car driving into the parking lot.

"Well I better go." I stifled.

"Don't you want to meet him?" Luke furrowed his brows.

"I would, but the drive there is 10 minutes and I wouldn't want to be late on my first day." I rushed as the black car stopped somewhere close to us.

"Well good luck." He sighed and he gave me a long desiring hug. I hugged him back and kissed him on the cheek.

"I'll text you when I'm done." I smiled as I cupped his cheeks and walked off to my car.

I punched the address into the GPS and drove out. From the side view mirror I could see Harry's car right behind mine. I turned on the radio and it started playing Right Now by Rihanna, this is my jam.

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