The drive to Adrian's was the most awkward situation ever. After I told Angelina the address, we took off to downtown Surrey where Adrian's studio was located. It was quiet for a couple of minutes, but soon Angelina turned on the radio. She flipped through a few stations until she landed on a old school/grunge station. "Lithium" by Nirvana came on and I silently hummed along to the words. I felt Angelina's stare on me, and as I turned my head to look at her, I saw an amused smile on her face.
"What?" I demanded. Angelina shook her head and turned her attention back to the road. I sighed and continued to hum the rest of the way to Adrian's.
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Angelina's POV:
I pulled into a very run down flat complex. I was confused, but when I looked over at Elmm, I saw her smile for the first time. She jumped out of the car and ran to the second floor of the flat. By the time I made my way out of the car, she was knocking on the olive green door. I walked up the stairs and stood by her side waiting for the door to open. When it did, a flamboyant man stood there with a camera in his hand.
"THANK GOD YOU'RE HERE!" He practically screeched, pulling us both inside. He had soft, caramel skin and perfect hair. He wore a black blazer over a white tee with a design on it and black skinny jeans. He pulled Elmm over to a dressing room mirror with lights. He started instructing her.
"Right so do the normal eyes, but go a bit darker on the lips. Your hair is straight so it should work. Oh, and put this on!" He told Elmm, handing her a black outfit. She giggled.
She. Giggled.
She immediately stood behind a dressing wall and started taking off her clothes. After that she sat at the vanity and started to do her makeup. While she did that, I decided to sit down on the couch and sit back and watch Elmm get ready and Adrian fix the background and lights.
It was strange. It made me think of my early days when I went to modeling gigs and the put on rock music while I looked at the camera with lust. That was years ago.
"Ready!" I heard Elmm say. She got up and went to the backdrop. She sat on a stool and looked straight at me. I gasped in shock when I saw her face. Her top hung loosely over her shoulder and her silky hair cascaded down her shoulders.
She looked just like me.
It was weird at first, but then I thought again of my time as a model. It was comforting to see.
Adrian came over and blew on her face which sparked another giggle from her. He arranged her hair and her clothes. His fingers must have tickled her because she burst into laughter. He laughed along with her and I couldn't help chuckle myself.
After Adrian was done fixing her up, he turned on some Lana Del Rey station and took his spot in front of her. I watched Elmm pose along to the music whilst Adrian cried a string of "yes" and "work guh!" It was extremely amusing. She started giving him bedroom eyes and tilting her head in a sensual way. Again, Adrian called out compliments to her.
I sighed, sitting back and continued to watch my daughter enjoy what she does to make money.
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A/N: If anyone who knows me is reading this you probs guessed Adrian is based off of the actual Adrian at our school😂😂😂 I feel like this is kinds short but idk comment if it is or just right. I hope you like it so far and I'm so grateful that so many of you actual bother to read my work❤️❤️
Luff you.
~dahlia
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My Domestic Creation
FanfictionShe never had a place in the world. She became a rebel without a cause. She ran from her feelings right into the arms of the woman who created her. The woman who gave her up for fame: Angelina Jolie.
