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Barbie and Ken [8]

⚔Castor Cruz⚔

Sleeping is necessary for survival. But how can one survive without sleep - when one's sleeping schedule is so heavily disrupted ALL THE TIME.

Wow. Those first two thoughts were deep. 

My alarm clock blared and I chucked a pillow at it, knocking it to the floor and evidently breaking it. I shouted, "Who the f*** set my alarm for six a.m. on a Saturday morning?!"

I pried my eyes open and saw the criminal smiling innocently at me through her window, "You said you were interested in coming to a photo shoot?"

"Today?" I groaned and closed my eyes, "Come back when I'm not in the mood to kill you."

"Get up," she ordered.

"I will smash your head in, Barbie."

The nickname slipped my head. What had happened to Nerd? 

She scoffed, "I'm in just my underwear for this shoot. Alessandra Ambrosio and Adriana Lima will also be there."

I sat up immediately, "Three hot girls in their underwear, I'm in."

She scowled, "But Zoe can't come to this shoot. It's... inappropriate."

"You betcha," I winked and lifted off my shirt to change. 

*****

I climbed into the backseat of the black Lamborghini. A frail woman with large glasses scowled at me, "Who is this?"

"This is Castor," Leila said. It sounded weird for her to call me by my actual name.

"And who is Castor?"

"An... acquaintance?" she said like it was a question.

I smirked, "Aw, come on Nerd, I thought we were friends."

She wrinkled her nose at me, "That was until you poured ice water down my back."

"Hmmm...." the frail woman looked me up and down in my seat, "Have you ever modelled, Mr Acquaintance?"

Leila answered for me, "No, he hasn't."

For some reason she was glaring at the lady very intensely. As if warning her against something. 

The frail lady just pursed her lips, turned around, and began driving. 

*****

I relaxed into a leather couch, "I am in heaven."

Leila smirked down at me, "Of course you are, Castor."

That's twice now. Why was she calling me by my actual name all of a sudden? But my thoughts vanished when I remembered I was in a room with three half-naked models. 

Adriana Lima cancelled and was replaced by Romee Stijd. The twenty-one-year-old was hot as f***. Ethan and I used to have a collection of her in bikinis about two years ago before we 'matured'. Yeah. Right. 

Alessandra Ambrosio was a no-show. Something was going on with her and VS. (A/N: This is all used fictitiously!). Instead the twenty-year-old Taylor Hill was here. 

And of course, Nerd. 

I seriously felt like I'd died and gone to heaven. 

The door opened and the frail woman I'd come to know as Lucy entered, "Girls, girls! Come on. We have a five minute shoot and then you change. Then you change again. Then the director has something special organised."

I could have sworn a emotionally heated look passed between Lucy and Leila. I sighed loudly, "Can I come to every shoot hereafter?"

Leila slapped my arm, "Perv!"

"I'm proud to admit it," I shrugged, "Who doesn't want to stare at three lingerie-clad Victoria's Secret Angels?"

Leila shot me a death stare and I grinned happily, raking her in.

She twisted her nose and turned away, to Romee and Taylor's laughs. She scowled, "Let's just go."

"Scowling isn't an attractive thing, Barbie!" I called to her as she exited the room. Barbie? Again? Ugh, this can't be good.

*****

I stood with Lucy at a desk as the pictures came in one after another on to the screen in front of us. 

The girls were fake-laughing in front of me, being told exactly where to put their feet and how their hair should be falling and where they should be holding on to each other. However, on the screen it told a different story - three girls having the time of their lives in lingerie. 

I let out a whistle, "The director is impressive."

The director clapped his hands, "Beautiful girls! Taylor and Romee, you girls can contact your agents now. Leila, you're here for a bit longer."

"Why, sir?" she asked, cocking a perfect hip in front of the camera. The camera took a flash. 

She raised an eyebrow at the cameraman. He blushed, "Good shot..."

She let out a small giggle and shook her head. 

The director answered, "Lucy, have you confirmed it yet?"

Lucy shook her head quickly and turned to me. Her eyes raked my figure again and I stood up proudly. I threw a smirk to Leila. She looked furious. Was she... no. Why was she mad?

Lucy nodded, "Pablo! Take him!"

A man in his thirties came out of a room, looked me up and down, took a step back and drawled, "Ah, perfect!"

Lucy dragged me into the room he'd come out of. Pablo tossed me a pair of boxer shorts. They were a plain silk black. I cocked my head, "What's this for?"

"Wear it," Lucy rolled her eyes, "You're joining Leila in the shoot."

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Sharky.