Malaysia walked right passed Justin and straight into her office. She just couldn't believe he was actually sanding right there in front of her. There wasn't a day that went by that Malaysia didn't think about Justin, I mean how couldn't she?
He was still a huge celebrity therefore he was still everywhere. She saw him win his first Grammy, and also saw him getting engaged to Cindy. Of course that hurt, but what was she to do? She's the one who walked away.
Malaysia sat at her desk and stared at the wall, scared to even move. Her breathing was rather heavy, as she watched both her hands shake.
"Malaysia," Justin quietly opened her door, before slowly walking in. Malaysia still turned to the wall, not daring to even look at him. "Go away." She spat, harshly.
"Mal, don't be like this."
"Be like what Justin?" Malaysia said, shaking her head, "I was doing so good, so, so good... —I need you to leave."
Justin chuckled, completely baffled at her words. "I'm not leaving, I'm here because I was hired to model for you and that's exactly what I'm going to do. So until than you're just going to have to suck it up and deal with me."
Malaysia sighed to her self, still not looking at him, but instead at the wall, "you're leaving as soon we're done." Justin shrugged to himself, "or we could get some coffee together? ya know catch up with each other?"
Malaysia turned around in her chair glaring at Justin, "never gonna happen, this is just business, strictly business.. Understood?" She got up and walked right past Justin.
*** "Alright guys when I call you up, you know what to do." Malaysia stood next to her photographer, snapping her fingers calling the first model up.
"Let's get some spotlight." Malaysia called out, before she ran up to the first model and fixed the jacket he was wearing.
"Alright now!" Malaysia snapped her fingers fast. She ran to the screen to look at the picture, "hm give me some seriousness." She titled her head, trying to figure out what the picture was missing.
"Go take it." She snapped, before running to the screen again. "Damn it somethings still missing!" Taylor stood up, "maybe we should—"
Malaysia held her hand up, "heard enough out of you today." She cut him off, not caring on what he had to suggest. Malaysia tapped her finger on her chin, thinking.
"You have a shirt on under that?" She asked and which the model shook his head causing Malaysia to light up as she rushed over to him ripping his jacket open.
"That's it! Take it!" She yelled, snapping her fingers once more.
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