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the Shoot

The real reason why I don’t want her to get a real job is that, we’ll end up not having time for each other. Considering my job and Margo’s focusness on a work. The fact that she’s just working on a coffee shop yet we can’t even see or talk to each other properly and it  sucks. After weeks when she came here in LA, I finally agree on her having a job where she could spend or waste time. Which she call’s a past time when she’s left alone here while I flew all over around the world on fashion weeks. I don’t blame her for that I can’t let her come with me yet. Media will bug me and Mom would kill me. Not to mention they didn’t even met each other. She might send me away again or do something to shoo Margo away, but I’m not going to let that happen. I’m planning to get Margo in modeling, I mean she’s short but she can work it I am sure of it and I want mom to manage her. We could finally hang out together or go to fashion weeks with the squad without the media bothering us.

I sigh and roll over on her bed and smell her sheets. Gosh I missed her. Last night, I got home with a sleeping Margo on the couch. She might fell asleep waiting for me, poor my little tan angel. Today, today is my rest day and I woke up with Margo gone, but she left me breakfast as always. I roll over again and grabbed her pillow and her smell of rosy sweet scent filled my lungs. Why does she need to go to work when it’s my free day. Actually she doesn’t need to go to work. I could support all her needs, all she wants. Then suddenly my phone vibrate.

Hailey: “What’s up babe.”

Ken: “Hey, Hails.”

Hailey: “My shoot is almost done. Wanna hang out?”

Ken: “Sure. I don’t have anything else to do anyways.”

Hailey: “don’t have any shoot today?”

Ken: “Nope. I’m all free.”

Hailey: “Cool! Come over at the studio and don’t forget to bring that dork Margo. She’s cool to hang around.”

But she’s at work or maybe…. A grin suddenly creep on my face.

Ken: “give me at least 30 minutes.”

Hailey: “Alright, see you then.”

I jump off of the bed and took a shower as quickly as possible.

Margo’s work is two blocks away from our building so on this corner it should be… there. I pull-over on the side of the store where I’m the only one who’s parked. It’s office hours and there’s school hopefully there only be a few people inside. I looked at my phone and I still have 20 minutes. Well, I told Hails at least 30. Hope she wouldn’t mind. I tuck my baseball cap on my head and my aviator on my face and took a last glance on the mirror. I didn’t put any make-up and wore a regular hipster clothes so  I hope no one will notice me.

I went in and look around no one seems to recognize me. That’s good let’s proceed to the next step, go to the counter. I stood at the back of the line but not that long. We’re only two actually and Margo didn’t seem to notice or recognize me either. I watch them exchanging words when I noticed this guy before me is flirting with Margo. But on the other hand, my dear little tan angel doesn’t seem care, that’s my girl.  After their long and irritating conversation that dude finally went off, it’s about time.

“Sorry about that ma’am.” Margo smile not looking at me.

“As long as you’re not flirting back. That’s okay.” I said back. She pause and turn her head up instantly her eyes widely open. She look around to make sure if someone sees me but there wasn’t. Act normal, I mouthed her and she nod.

“What the hell are you doing her?” Margo whispered sitting down in front of me. We are seated at the corner most table of the coffee shop.

“I’m picking you up.” I looked at her smiling.