Years

France & Being Perfect

Madelyn

"Hey Hannah listen, I know you're probably on your way back home but I just wanted to call and let you know that I am so sorry for how I treated you and what I said to you the other night. It was completely inappropriate and I was out of line. Call me as soon as you get this message."

I hung up my phone and tossed it on the seat next to me. I've decided to isolate myself for a few days. I've really cleared out my head from all those negative thoughts. I hated being like that, it was my old self and I hated it.

I've even tried getting a hold of Justin to apologize but he hasn't been answering my calls which I kind of expected. So I just decided to leave it all behind and move on with my life. I had to start packing for my trip to France this weekend for some modeling thing Jenny wants me to go to.

My front door opened and I turned my head. "Hon are you even packed yet?" Jenny asked and shut the door behind me. She was wearing her classic dark pantsuit and her hair was in a pony tail, like usual.

I shook my head and got up from the couch. "Nope, I started packing though but I'm not exactly finished." Jenny put her hands on her hips and scowled at me.

"Madelyn I know a lot went down between you and your friends but you need to be taking this seriously. This is your career we are dealing with." Jenny said.

"I know and I am taking this seriously." I defended. She gave me a soft eye roll and set her purse on my kitchen counter.

"No you're not Madelyn. You're name is spreading in the modeling world like wild fire and if you thought balancing out your personal life and modeling was hard before just wait until France and shoots after France." Jenny said.

I walked over to her and leaned against the counter, "I'm trying my best Jenny. You can't say that to me when I am trying my absolute hardest."

"Honey I am your manager, I can say whatever I think you need to hear to make yourself better. Now go get packed. We leave tonight instead of tomorrow. Some things got overbooked so the shoots moved up." Jenny walked over to my love seat and sat down while opening her Twitter app. I groaned and walked myself to my room to finish packing what I already started last night.

I packed everything I thought I would need and zipped up my leopard patterned suitcase. It was a gift from Hannah when I first moved out to New York. I felt my stomach sink and I picked up my phone to check if Hannah called me back. She didn't so I decided to try her one more time.

It rung for a while, until I heard her voice through the receiver. "Hello?"

"Hey Han, did you get my message?" I asked pacing nervously.

"Yeah I got it a while ago but I just got home from dropping Justin off from the airport. I was going to call you back but you beat me to it." I heard her laugh and knew she wasn't mad at me anymore which I was beyond thankful for.

"So you heard how sorry I am and what a big idiot and bitch I was to you?" I said with a faint smile.

"Yeah I know, I understand. You were kind of in a rough place already and I pushed the whole Justin thing on you and for that I am sorry." Hannah said.

"So all is forgiven?" I asked and sat on my bed.

"Yes all is forgiven. Oh I also heard you're going to France tomorrow, how exciting is that?" Hannah said.

"I don't know, Jenny is really coming down on me hard ever since my name and face started to become more public."

"When you say coming down hard... like being controlling?"