Lauren Brooke, a 22 year old who has just earned enough to move out of her parents home in California to the big city New York. Her biggest dream for as long as she could remember has been to become a model in the worldwide famous 'Asetchi' magazine...
"Anastasia said they're on their way. You nervous?- well don't be." Luke smiled as he sat on his stool by the cameras.
"Who's taking my photos?" I asked. "One of their camera men, but I'll still be here." Luke said. I nodded.
"You were quiet for the rest of the day yesterday when you came back. Is something on your mind?" Luke asked.
I avoided his eye contact and shook my head. Luke wasn't too convinced.
"What did Michelangelo say?" Luke said in an angry tone. How did he know Michelangelo said something?
"Nothing." I said and I looked at him with folded arms. I tried to be as casual as I could. Luke twitched his nose and looked down.
Suddenly someone came into his photography room and a really fashionable looking middle aged lady came in with her crew.
"Luke! Dear!" She kissed Luke on both cheeks as she greeted him. "You must be Lauren Brooke. My you are stunning!" Anastasia clapped her hands excitedly.
I smiled at her warmly and hugged her back. "Nice to meet you." I said.
"We might as well get started straight away! Make up team and hair team let's go! I'll be styling you today, Lauren." Anastasia grinned at me.
I nodded and we walked into the changing and makeup room that was connected to the photography room.
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"So honey, your first magazine appearance I hear? That's so exciting! Luke had nothing but good to say about you!" Anastasia exclaimed.
People started to do my makeup and hair as Anastasia went over to the clothes rack she dragged in.
"Yeah my first one. I'm very excited!" I smiled. She nodded.
"I've worked with Luke's company for years. You know, he's never had his own model. You'd be the first, so this is good press material." Anastasia said.
I looked at her with confusion. "Really?" I asked. "Yes, deary. You must be special. Are you related?" She asked.
"No." I said. She looked at me. "Are you.. dating?" She whispered.
"No!" I exclaimed. "That's good, you know it's against the rules in the industry, right? Even though I think it's stupid. He must like you." Anastasia giggled.
I blushed. "He defiantly does." The lady , Charlotte, doing my hair said. "Exactly, he's never had any other model. Why would he have one now?" Anastasia said.
"Maybe he just wants to practice with people." I stated. "Honey, Luke doesn't need practice. He's the best photographer in New York. He's took plenty photos of people outside of the building.
I don't think I was ever in his own photography room." Anastasia said.
"Oh." Was all I managed to say and Anastasia and charlotte giggled. "Honey, you should just go for it. We wouldn't tell." She smiled.
I laughed. "Alrighty." I joked but it made her happy.
"Ok, so I'm thinking this piece first?" Anastasia held up an outfit. I went to go put it on.
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