My Perfect Life?

Modeling

Running back through the halls and shoving the laptop back into a confused Drew's arms I sprinted down to his dorm and knocked on the door.

"Spencer isn't here lola" His room mate yelled.

"Ok thanks" I yelled back and ran back down to the field. No Spencer. Cafe? No Spencer. Office?

"Hi I'm wondering if Spencers around or has he signed out." I asked the guy. He looked down at something.

"He has signed out early for the holidays apparently" The guy went back to his computer. I grabbed my phone.

To Spencer: Hey I need 2 talk 2 u where r u? 

I got a text minutes later.

From Spencer: Really? Im at hme already lucky me ;)

To Spencer: Why? Anyway whered u live im coming ovr

From Spencer: WHAT! Hw bout jst call?

To Spencer: face to face i need answrs

From Spencer: Fine ill give u the adress. . .

He quickly typed his adress into the phone and i saved it and quickly forged my parents signatures and ran out. I'll be home for championships tomorrow. Flagging down a taxi and driving to Spencers address he gave me I thought it was an apartment block.

Not a modeling store.

"Are you sure you've got the address right?" I asked the driver. He shot me a look.

"I've been here longer than you obviously. Yes this is the right address" He held out his hand for my money and I quickly muttered a 'Keep the change' and ran out of the car. Ohhhh Starbucks. . .

*

Ok. Haven't gone into the modeling shop yet. But starbucks is really good. I'm glad I had my cash on me when I left. Finally realising the tim eon my phone I shot up out of my seat and left the cafe after buying 3 hot chocolates and a muffin. Yum.

Looking up at the shop and this is just one answer given to my list of questions. Oh well. . .

Pushing the door open I immediatly got stopped.

"Do you see the sign? There's a photo shoot going on in here, Shops not open" I looked up to see a really buff guy smirking down at me.

"Don't worry Bob. She's with me" I heard his voice coming towards us. And I saw Spencer, jeans, no shirt and a jacket draped over his shouder. Yup he's a gorgeous model. I looked back up at Bob.

"Bob" I snickered and he glared down at me.

"Who would call you Bob?" I started laughing hysterically. Bob!

"Come on Lola" Spencer lead me away form Bob.

"BYE BOB!" I yelled behind me at a snarling Bob who looks like he would eat me if I said anything else.

"So. I need answers" I geatured to all of this. He scratched his neck.

"You knew about this before you came here didn't you?" He asked nervously.

"Yup. I saw pictures on Drews laptop and needed to find out why you were standing there modeling!" I exclaimed. I got tapped on the shoulder.

"Excuse me are you a model here?" A lady with a clipboard asked. 

"Oh no. I'm just here for Spencer" I hugged him side on. 

"Oh great! We needed another model. Come on I'll get you changed" She grabbed my hand and lead me away from Spencer who was laughing. I stuck my middle finger up at him and he just laughed more.