The model with the gun

Chapter one

Chapter one

Ha! I looked hot. I mean totally hot. I wore a good looking pair of skinny jeans. Dark of course, as if I would wear anything else.Then I wore a black v neck that hugged my curves. I looked like a million bucks. Then again I had a million bucks so, guess you are what you wear. Or maybe it was you are what you eat. Oh well who cares, im rich and hot!

I ducked down and got into my little blue Porsche and headed for my modeling studio. I was in for an assignment today and wanted to figure out what it was. Also get it done, so I could earn more money. And get to my party. Yes it was a day party. But my friend Tina was throwing it. So I basically had to go. I mean it was a party! And plus who would say to no to there best friend.

I glanced down at my thick black platform boots as I walked into the model studio's doors. My agent, Carlos DeLaRich smiled at me and kissed my hand. "Miss Jackson are you ready for your assignment" he asked me. I nodded and grinned at him. He sucked in a breathe and lead me to a room. Obvoiusly to give me a folder of what I was going to do and what the shots where going to be. Not to mention where they were going to be.

He handed me a folder and I smiled at the stamp on it. It said CLASSIFIED! I liked it. I opened the folder and read over it. Okay I was going overseas, now that sounded fun. Hmm I was going to Iraq. Not what I expected but at least I could find some cute clothes. Hopefully anyway. I glanced over what I would be wearing.

Camouflage ooo I hoped it was a Bikini. Or a really cute mini skirt and adorable top. My eyes wondered down and it listed skills. Let's see I was trained in hand to hand, Ti kwon do, Karate etc. I was also trained to shoot a gun. Me and my dad used to hunt when I was younger. I loved it. Let's see I was also trained how to use a hand weapon. Like a knife and such.

They always had those skills on there. They liked to use them in my shoots. Like make me look like a hot murderess and stuff. It was fine with me, I mean it was fun. Plus I made lots of cash off of what I did. That's how I kept up with my expensive life style. That and my daddy was a billionaire. My eyes floated over the page. Who would be with me there? Let's see Tina Tucker. Another rich heiress like me and a model.

I gasped slightly at the second person going with me. I hadn't seen or heard that name for three years. Jason Hefner. Mr.Playboy himself. I scowled at his name and picture. He looked hot in the photo I thought sadly. This guy, this gorgeous man had broken my heart. Leaving me for whatever it was he had been doing for the past few years. My eyes narrowed and I glanced up at my agent. "I refuse to work with this man" I say pointing at Jase's picture. My agent shrugged. "He's the only one who could be there" he said.

I scowled and shook my head. "I refuse then" i say simply shrugging like it was totally fine. My agent sighed and tapped his cell phone against the desk. "What if i double the price" he asked lightly watching me with dark brown eyes. Sexy bedroom eyes i thought grinning to myself. "Triple it" i order. He grit his teeth but nodded. "Done" he said and licked his bottom lip. "You will leave in three days" he told me. "Tina already knows and so does Jason" he added. I sighed aloud long and exaggerated. There was no way i was getting out of this was there? Obviously not. Great just flipping great.

The last thing on this earth i wanted to do was spend any time with Jason Hefner. yet here i was making a deal to spend time with him and my best friend. Well at least i got cash and time with my friend out of the deal. My thoughts turned to what i was going to wear and i glanced at Carlos. "So what am i getting to where" i ask him happily. "I'll give you your clothes at the airport" he smiled at me and i couldn't wait to see what i was wearing.

I signed the form that said i would go and stay until the shots where finished. Then i headed out of the room and out to my car. With that i called Tina as i started over to her house. "Tina here" her voice came on and i grinned. "Hey Teen, you coming with me to Iraq so we can get are model on" i ask her giggling slightly. "Of course Liss" she said and i could hear the smile in her voice. "You know i wouldn't miss it for the world, not even the biggest party" she said. I nodded both me and Tina where very in love with partying.