Bump. I fall on my butt. Isn't it great when that happens. Not.
"Oh god! I'm so sorry I wasn't looking at where I was going to" I profusely apologised even though I was the one that took the fall but I took this job seriously and didn't want something getting between my big break.
"No I wasn't looking at where you were going" he pulls me up. "Are you okay?"
"Yes never been better. Tous?" What the heck did I just say? It's a miracle .I've started speaking Spanish or is that french?
"What?" The man asked confused.
"I mean what about you. Are you alright?"
"Fine. Darren." he extends his hand for a hand shake.
I shake it. "Bebe"
"Are you working with us?" He asked.
"Yes well I'm modelling the works so" I replied.
"You're one of the models?"
"Yeah"I looked at him closely. "Oh my god, you're the director!"
"The last time I checked, I was." Hd replied with an amused smile.
"I'm so sorry. Blame it on me. Its all my fault" I start blabbering. Yea I got to know that the Darren was the Director and producer. And boy is he a cute little thing. Well not little but you get what I mean... I think.
"It's all right, " he puts his hands on my arms. I stopped breathing. "Breathe"
"Thanks. I needed that" he nods.
"You must be hungry" my tommy chose that moment to grumble. "How about I buy you lunch?" I smiled embarrassed.
"No you don't have to" I would love to.
"I insist"
"Ok thank you"
During lunch
Darren was really interesting and easy to talk to. We mostly chatted during lunch. He was such a charmer.
"So where are you from?" Darren inquired.
"Kentucky" I inputed.
"So you're a country farmgirl? You don't look like sort" he said giving me a glance over. Male appreciation in his eyes.
"Okay" I said with a breathless whisper.
Okay?
What else was I meant to say.
I don't know
What do you mean you don't know.
What I just said
You should know.You act like you're smart and everything.
Hello between the two of us I'm the smart one
I gasp
I think I must have gasped loudly because he looked at me weirdly. "Are you alright?"
"Yes. Totally, it's just that this bread is so good" what the...
"I bet you guys make better ones at Kentucky" he said trying to all smooth and charming
"Maybe" when he wasn't looking I slapped my forehead.
"So what brings you to New York?"
"I wanted a modelling career" I replied.
"Why modelling?"
"It's always been a dream of mine. Since I was little" I said
"Were your parents supportive of this?"
"Yeah my father is and I like to think that my mother is happy with me" I looked down. This floral print table cover looks great with my nail polish.
"Where's she? Are your parents divorced?"
Still lowering my head. "She's late. She died of breast cancer two years ago. She's been battling with it for seven years"
He takes my hand in his."I'm sorry"
I smile at him. "It's not your fault" I check the time on my wristwatch. "I need to go. Thanks for lunch" And I tried my best not to run out of the restaurant.
Few hours later
Mida called me on phone asking how my shooting is going and all.
"I can't believe I agreed to shoot while been nude underneath. My n*pples are poking out and my butt is all wobbly"
"Get a grip would you atleast you don't have to be tots naked. You will be wearing a cloth" Mida replied
"That is sheer! I know you're rolling your eyes at me right now" I told Mida.
"You know me so well. You said it was your second shoot, you could have gone after the bikni shoot. You're testing the levels of wild and you love it. Admit it" she dared me.
"No I don't"
"Do too!"
"I don-"
"Tell me about the hot director you had lunch with"
"How do you know he's hot?"
"His name is an household name. Dah, he's famous"
"Really? He must be talented" I said.
"He is! Have you seen his works? Wow! Just wow"
"Gotta go, see you soon" I tell Mida and hung up the call.
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A Model Misfit (Misfits #1)
فكاهة"So I take it that your photoshoot earlier today went well?" He asked, paying rapt attention to me. "Yes, it did but I don't want to talk about work now." He raised an eyebrow with a small smile playing on his lips and a challenging look in his eyes...
