After I got my unexpected babysitting gig the week was sorta peaceful. Everyone was so hung up on Beck. Which was pretty good because I had time to think about how I'm going to tell my aunt and uncle that I'm leaving to become a famous model. The great part about it all was having my best friend with me the whole time. Before we knew it the Summer Days festival was tomorrow. I had to tell them. It was now or never.
(At breakfast)
Paisley: Hey um... I have an announcement to make..
(Everyone was talking)
Paisley: Um ..excuse me...
(Everyone keeps talking)
Paisley: Hello..?
(Everyone still talking)
Paisley: QUITE!
(Everyone stops and stares at her)
Paisley: Thank you. Now I have an important announcement to make.... I'm going away with Mr. Newington after today. I'm going to be his model.
Auntie June: But Paisley, You hate taking pictures.
Paisley: Yes I know. But you all tell me how amazing I look in mine. Even Beck thinks I'm worthy. Plus.. He came on his knees to my door begging me to be his model.
Beck: I wouldn't say that now.
Paisley: He was desperate so I did the nice thing and told him yes.
Uncle Morris: Perfect. This calls for an going away party as well
Paisley: No more parties please. I'm all partied out after this one.
Beck: That's to bad. The company loves your pictures and want us in California by tomorrow night for the party.
Paisley: California....
Beck: California is nothing compared to where we will be traveling. Picture it... London... Italy.. Tokyo.. And.. (sighs) Paris..
Paisley: What's so good about Paris? You know.. Besides the obvious.
Beck: Oh no.. That wasn't an happy sigh. I just really don't want to go there at the moment.
Paisley: Why not?
Beck: That's another story for a different time.
Paisley: Uh.... Alright.
Beck was acting kinda weird after that. As soon as breakfast was over the staff was running around every where. Auntie June host the biggest event of the summer every year. Each year topping the last. There are so many people with many different booths. This year Auntie June wanted Savannah, Sofia, Liv and I to have a makeover booth with Beck. I was in charge of outfit ideas for the customer. Sofia actually picked out the outfit from the style they choose. Savannah was in charge of hair styles. Liv was in charge of makeup and of course Beck took the pictures. Honestly people have been setting up all week. Today is just last minute finishing touches. I thought I'd go to my room and watch everyone from my window. It can be amusing at times. I decided that I'd go and put on my uniform for the booth. It was very cute by the way. It was designed by yours truly.
The girls found it cute. Beck hasn't seen it yet though. I haven't seen him in a while. I think he's mad at me. I should probably check on him.
(Paisley gets up and walks out her room and to Beck's and finds the door crack)
Paisley: I should probably knock first..
(There was noise coming from the door and she leans in to listen)
Beck: Come on Luna. You can say it. Beck...Beck...
Luna: Bee..
Beck: No sweetie Be-ck.
(Paisley knocks on the door and walks in)
Beck: Sure come right on in.
Paisley: Sorry. I couldn't help but over hear you teaching Luna to talk.
Beck: Uh...yeeeeaa... She can't say my name right though.
Paisley: Luna.. Can you say Beck for auntie please?
Luna: B-Beck.
Paisley: Good girl Luna.
Luna: Beck.. Is smexy.
Paisley: .....W-what?!
Luna: Beck is smexy, Beck is smexy.
(Paisley glares at Beck angrily)
Paisley: What the hey hey! You taught her that too!
Beck: Come on... You know it's true. (Smirks)
Paisley: You know I'm not going to answer that. I just came to see if you were ok..
Beck: Yeah?..Why wouldn't I be ok?
Paisley: Just...you seemed off at breakfast and I thought it was because of something I said.
Beck: Ha..you are good. Just wanted some alone time and this little cutie was crying so..I went to get her.
Paisley: I think she likes you.
Beck: What babe wouldn't ( He laughed)
Paisley: I can name a few..
Beck: Well..don't get jealous when you see the girls all over me tomorrow.
Paisley: Ha..and this is where I leave.
Beck: Damn Paisley, do you ever smile?
Paisley: Language! Luna is right here.
Beck: No worries, she won't pick that up that fa-
Luna: Damn!
(Paisley picks up Luna and Glared at Beck)
Paisley: You are such a bad influence..
Beck: Hey..I didn't know..Sorry. (He smirks)
I just rolled my eyes and walked out his room. My sister owed me big time for watching her kids, though I am kinda glad she came, I know I won't be seeing them for a long time. I looked at Luna and into her cute hazel eyes. She smiled up at me and it just made my heart ache knowing that I would have to leave her. I went to find a servant to come and watch Luna as I went to go to our booth. I know they were wondering about me. Once I got outside and to our booth we already had 3 customers.
Sofia: Pais! Where have you been? Hurry up to your station.
Paisley: Ok Ok..calm down..
I had never seen Sofi and Sav so serious before. I guess this must go perfectly for Auntie June or they will never hear the end of it. Hehe..It's something silly to fret over in my eyes, though I was serious and a team player for their sake. Helping people find their inner style is a lot harder than I thought. It started to come easy when I learned more about the person. The ideas just came flowing through my head, though I was slightly limited with the clothing selection, this isn't a clothing store after all. The day went by hectically as everyone noticed Beck at the booth. No surprise through. Around 12 it all was coming to an end. I finally was able to rest. I stumbled to my room and took a long bubble bath. After that I sat on my bed and sighed. It would be the last time I laid here for a while..a year at most. I laid on my bed having a hard time getting to bed. I finally drifted at 2am.
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His Prized Possession
RomanceBeck: Hello miss. I couldn't help but notice your beautiful back. You have good posture. (Paisley turns around and looks up at Beck and the smirk he has on his face fades away fast as he thinks he is talking to a 9th grader ) Beck: I'm sorry little...