Victoria's Secret Angel

Nine

(Jasmine's POV)

I was in the kitchen grabbing myself an afternoon snack when the door bell rung. Sighing, I placed my apple back on the counter and opened the front door. Tony smiled and slid right passed me. "Hi Tony, come right in!" I said with sarcasm.

"Hey now, is that the right way to speak to your boss?" he says.

"Sorry, I still tend to think of you as just another classmate." Tony and I graduated together at the same high school. We weren't really friends but we still new of each other, especially since we were both in the same circle of friends. I guess you could say we were the 'popular' kids in the school.

He chuckles, "All will be forgiven if you could gather the girls in the living room for me?"

A few minutes later Mia, Sam and I sat on the couch, waiting for Tony to speak. He stares at the empty spot next to us with a confused look. "Where's Kendal?" he asks.

I shrug. "Probably still at Bryton's. She's been there the past two nights." I knew Kendal went home with him after the party. I really didn't think anything of it. She's a grown woman, and yeah she was a little tipsy, but I know Bryton wouldn't try anything like that. Besides, we couldn't pry her off of him at the end of the night.

Tony blinks hard and sucks in a breath. I see his hand cover is knuckle and he rubs it. I take a mental note to ask what he's been up to.

"So? Are you going to tell us or not? Earth to Tony!" Mia leans forward and waves her hand in front of Tony 's face, he red curls bouncing.

He swats her hand away and clears his throat. "Right, well you'll be happy to know that I have very good news for you girl's. I managed to get you girls several interviews for big name designers. Personal interviews." We all can't hide our excitement, squealing as giant smiles shoot across our faces.

"Are you serious? Did you really do that for us?" Sam asks, a hopeful puppy-dog look in her eyes.

"I did, I really did," he answers with a vigorous nod of the head. Sam and Mia squeal some more.

"I don't mean to sound ungrateful," I start, twisting my pony tail, "but aren't we models for Victoria's Secret?" This makes Mia and Sam go quiet, and they glance at Tony for an answer.

He scratches the stubble on his chin and sighs. "Listen, you guys will always be Victoria's Secret models, but I believe you could accomplish more. I'm talking couture, Vogue- while also being under our contract. It's business. The designers and companies will not just pay you for the work, but us too. I want you to make a name for yourselves."

A smile slips onto my face. I can't believe this is actually going to happen for us...it seems like I've been stuck in this house forever! But to finally go out and make a living, see the world...it all seems so surreal.

"So how about a celebratory drink?" Tony suggests as he heads towards the kitchen.

"Sure, let me help," I say and hop to my feet. Tony opens the fridge and takes out white wine and beer.

"Classy or trashy?" he asks, popping open a beer for himself. "I prefer the latter."

"It seems to fit your life style," I say.

He fixes his tie and runs a hand through his slicked back hair. "Oh really? How so?"

I gesture to the red bruise on his right hand. He rolls his eyes and picks up the drinks, walking away. I grab is shoulder and turn him back around. "Fights, Tony? What's the matter with you!" I exclaim.

He swats my hand away and rubs the back of his neck. "There's no need for you to worry, Jasmine, whatever I get into I can handle myself. I'm a grown man capable of facing my own problems."