Written 5-9-17
Published 6-15-17
Kylie POV
I reached the office wearing a t-shirt and leggings. "There you are darling, we need to get you on the map! Our best model is leaving to pursue her actress career. We need a photo shoot of you and her." Meiji said pacing nervously around. "Go to wardrobe and hair and makeup quickly darling." he shooed me off. Wow a real life model. This is such a dream. I ran backstage to the elevator that would take me to the main area. Time to be on top!"Honey you're so gorgeous!" my make-up artist Taylor said.
(Gigi Gorgeous right here)She was doing all types of makeup. I did not understand it. "Hi, sweetheart. I'm Lance your wardrobe today. I'm here to take your measurements." a man now known as Lance said.
I clapped my hands "Ooh, yay!" He checked my waist, head, arms, and length. Meanwhile, Taylor was pondering on and on about my hair. "Hmmm, okay give me 10 minutes." Lance said. Taylor finally shut up and started to organize make-up. Lance came back in my room. He silently handed me a outfit and hurried back out.
I looked up at Taylor. "Is this combat themed or something?" I asked. "Honey you will be with the words old and new. You'll be pushing the words new. Starlet will be pushing old." she replied. Starlet? Who is Starlet? "Speak of the devil! Starlet!" Taylor exclaimed. A tall beautiful woman stepped into the room.
(Cara is bae)
"Hello, darling." she said. I stared at her in awe. "Star have you met the new girl?" asked Taylor, motioning to me. "Oh...no." Starlet replied. "Hi Starlet! It's nice to meet you." I exclaimed jumping up excitedly. I put out my hand waiting for her to shake it. She stared at my hand in disgust. "Taylor, could you leave us alone for a minute? I want to give the new girl some tips. Might get rid of her terrible acne." she said with an snared look. "Of course girl." Taylor retorted as she closed the door behind herself.
"Let's get one thing straight hobo! You do not call me Starlet! It's Melanie to you! Secondly, I hate sharing so be ready to fight for your place in this photo shoot." St-Melanie said. "Well fuck, sorry princess I didn't grow up like you with celebrity parents. Like always, I will fight for my place." I retaliated. I walked past her hearing a grunt from her.
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