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Alexuis;

"Derek!" Nate answered the phone, extending Derek's name, just for fun making me roll my eyes in annoyance.

He talked with quite some emphasis, making me question why we were watching him so intently, as if we simply listened we'd get the same idea.

"Well I mean, tomorrow we can,
on me behalf, at least," Nate told Derek, who, by the way, is one of the worst people I have ever met.

"Okay? Monday?" He asks Derek through the receiver

"Cool, bye," Nate says, hanging up the phone moments after.

He looks over at all of us, as we have formed a crowd around him as he was talking; though he wasn't as fascinating as we thought he'd be.

Sam is the first to speak, "So, Alexuis, what do you do for a living?"

I look at him in amusement. "Yeah, I'm a porn star," I say, imitating a stuck up daddy's girl. "And I work all day every day," I joke, walking towards him in a funny way.

He raises his eyebrows and looks at Serena and Cori. "She's joking, right?"

They burst out in laughter as Sam's voice echoes around the large room.

"You.. You think Alexuis.. porn star," Serena let out in between a few obnoxious laughs.

"Well excuse you," Sam whispered under his breath in annoyance. He obviously wasn't so fond of Serena, which I get. I hated her when I first met her. She's a lot to handle, I can tell you that.

"You really are one of the funniest people I've met," Corissa joked around as Sam just walked towards the couch in frustration.

"You guys are dicks," he told us as he grabbed a water bottle, waterfalling it into his own mouth.

Serena points an accusing finger towards Sam, "We're also girls," she told him, obviously.

Sam's eyebrows raised in amusement, "Would you like to be called a pus-" Corissa cut him off this time.

"Let's not," she told him with wide eyes. He smirked at the two girls, glad he's finally winning.

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My eyes adjust to the light, as I've been inside, in my room, on my phone, all day. I had went online scouting for nice outfits that I could wear on my resume.

I'm not close to finding a job near me, but Cori and Serena have been helping me look.

They keep helping me find certain agency's I could work with and people I could collaborate with, but I just keep denying. Even though u asked for their help I feel like I want to do this on my own.

I get ready to pick up the clothes I've been keeping my eye on for the past few days and I get ready to find myself someone to actually take my pictures.

I walk into the crowded mall, getting ready to look for certain accessories I had lot track of.

From purses, bracelets, to fake spectrum piercings it all has to look perfect. Nothing can be out of order. I want as many jobs as I can get, so it'll be great if I could get decent-looking head shots.

I'm walking through the mall with a few bags resting on my arms, rushing to get to the jewelry store across the mall. The man in front of me, being slow as fuck, gets a friendly tap on the shoulder and me asking him to turn around, only to get a few words (and no moving, may I add) in response to my question.

"Alexuis? What are you doing here?"

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