"You are NOT bailing on me now." Kassy sternly said to me. "Kassandra.... You have no idea how nervous I am." I said, backing up to the front door. "Elisabeth, you're meeting your idol. I am too, and I am not letting you pass up this oppurtunity."
"Hello. How may I help you?" the perky lady at the front desk asked me. "Elisabeth Salinas, here for a photoshoot." Kassy responded for me because I was behind her, chewing my nails and having my arms across my chest. "Ah, yes. Floor 66. room 8." she said giving Kassy a pass looking paper. "Thank you." She responded politley.
"Leggo." Kassy said loud enough to where I was the only one who heard her. She grabbed my wrist and yanked me to the elevator. There was a man standing there who looked no younger than 50, dressed in a suit, looking very professional.
"Floor pass, please." he asked. He held his hand out and smiled nicely at us. Kassy held up the paper. "This thingy?" I mentally slapped myself in the face at how immature she is. "Yes, ma'am." He said with a slight chuckle. She handed it to him and he opened the steel elevator. He got in first and motioned us to get in.
We jerked our bodies into the elevator and waited for the man to push the button. The doors closed and the elevator started to move up. I spun to Kassy. "I can't do this. Nope. I need to get off this elevator. I am not going to do this. I'm going to make a fool out of myself and I can't do that infront of the Justin Bieber." I started panicking and breathing really fast and heavy. I needed to get out of an inclosed area. I realized, I was having an anxiety attack.
"Miss.. please calm down. Breathe slowly and calmly." the man said, trying to get me to stop flipping out. "Elisabeth stop worryi-" "DON'T TELL ME TO STOP! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH PRESSURE I'M UNDER AND HOW IF I SCREW UP, ARIA WILL BE PISSED AND NOT LET ME DANCE ANYMORE. I'LL BE FORCED TO STOP DOING WHAT I LOVE TO DO!" I yelled into her face, crying, no sobbing now.
You're probably wondering why I'm being sooo dramatic over this. It's because when my sister, Aria, and I made a deal that if I jacked up this oppurtuity of being a successful model, that she would never let me dance again. Meaning, I would have to give up what I love to do. She is pretty serious about me doing good at this shoot. It isn't necesarily my first shoot but by far my first important shoot. I've had test shoots and some where it was for foreign magazines or I'm an extra.
"Elisabeth... I believe in you. I know you can do this. Believe me. You. Can. Do. This." she said, looking me straight in the eyes. I nodded my head and wiped my tears with the back of my hand. kassy offered me her hand, so I took it and she helped me up.
"*ding*" the elevator sounded. "This is your stop, ladies." the man said, gesturing us out the elevator and into the dim hallway. "Thank you." Kassy and I said simultaniously. We stepped out of the tile floor of the elevator and onto the carpeted hall. "*sigh* ok, let's so this." I demanded, determined.
"Room 8, correct?" Kassy asked. She looked back at me. I was totally dazed and I was chewing my thumb nail. "Hm?"
"Ugh, you need to snap out of it. They are going to love you, I swear." She said and I just nodded once. She grabbed my wrist and we continued walking down the hall. "Okay, here it is." Kassy said, stopping at a set of double doors. "Okay... Let's go." I said, walking in first, pushing the left door open first.
The majority of the room were people speed walking back and forth, across the ginormous room. I don't know if it was my anxiety, but the world started.......... slowing down. My eyes locked on someone in the front of the room. The slow moving people finally cleared, revealing a beautiful, familiar face. There he stood. This is the day I've been waiting for. He stood there, talking to what seemed to be the photographer. His head turned and his eyes met mine. Our stares were met and we stood there.. staring into eachothers eyes.
I..... was looking into Justin Bieber's georgous eyes.
(A/N) Hola!! I just wrote yesterday but I had spare time and an idea so I just decided to write it to get it out of the way. I get really distracted so why not write this before it's another month before the next chapter. Soo basically
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Fanfiction19 year old, Elisabeth Smith has a modeling photoshoot, not knowing what awaits her in the studio...