I walk through our front door and I see Brandie sitting on the couch.
"Where have you been? I have been worried sick."
"I stayed at Gracie's house last night and this morning I went to that place..."
"I though I told you it was dangerous to go somewhere you did know anything about."
"Just let me finish. It was Nick Greys Modelling Careers. I got the job."Brandie is speechless. She sits there with the most surprised face I have ever seen.
"Oh my god. Are you fucking serious?" Brandie gets up and starts to scream.
"I am so glad you didn't listen to me! Congrats baby." She comes over and starts to kiss and hug me. She leads me to her room. I feel quite hot and sweaty. I think we are going to have sex and I think I am ready.
We lay on the bed and starts to kiss me on the neck and it hurts but it is satisfying. I try to do things back but I don't know what to do, but Brandie leads me and I feel like I am able to do anything.
I had a great time. I go to put my bra back on and I see Brandie with a cheesy smile on her face.
"What?" I ask in a flirtatious voice.
"I really enjoyed that. Thank you for it. Now you look after my virginity for me please." I had no idea she was a virgin but it didn't freak me out. I loved Brandie and if I didn't then I would freak out."Only if you look after mine." I say back. I go up to her and kiss her.
It's getting late. We decide to order a pizza and lay on the couch while watching TV. After we ate, I rested my head onto Brandie's lap. She was tracing around the hickeys on my neck. It gave me goose bumps. She had the softest hands. After about 40 minutes, feel asleep. I slept in the couch in Brandie's arms.
*****
I wake to the NY traffic, as I will most mornings. Brandie was making breakfast.
"And the sleepy little lamb decides to get up."
"What time is it?"
"Nearly 9:00, why?" I freak out.
"I have to start work in half an hour."I rush trying to get ready. I put on the first cute outfit I see. It's Brandie's but we are the same size and she's not wearing it today anyway. It is a pair of faded ripped jeans and plain black singlet. I looked half decent and I thought that I have clothes at work so if I need to change I can there. I put my hair up into a messy bun and I put my glasses on. I am only supposed to wear them for reading but they look good with my outfit.
I am about to run out the door when I realise that I'm not wearing any shoes. I slip on my white converse and then I look at the time. 9:20am.
"Hey Brandie, can you drop me off to work? I won't make it if if walk."
"Yeah sure baby. Just tell me where we are going."
*****
We make it just in time.
"Hopefully my American license will come though soon."
"It's ok I don't mind. I may as well go to work now anyway. I start to film at 11:30 but I'll get a coffee and then go get ready."Brandie started yesterday and she loves it. She went on about it last night in her sleep. She sleep-talks and I find it so hot.
"See you hot stuff." I say to her as I open the door.
"Don't I get a kiss." She smiles.I lean in and kiss her in the cheek, just as Nick walks past. He gives me those eyes. The eyes saying, 'I know you are cute and you have to say goodbye to your loved one but work starts 5 minutes ago.'
"Okay, well you better go. I don't want to get you in trouble with your boss."
I leave with a smile. I love her so much. I enter the building. It just feels so right.
"Nice to see you got your face back." Nick walks straight by me as I slowly make it to my room to change put my stuff there.
"Jealous, are we?" I question his integrity.
"Maybe a little." I can't help but smile. He is such a dick. Nick hands me a stack of paper.
"This is your paper work and a list of companies that are looking for models. And there is also your schedule for the next month. You will be traveling a lot but we fund that. Any questions?" I shook my head. I had nothing to say.
"Good, see you later Blue." As he left, he touched my ass. I didn't think much of it though, it could have been an accident.
I make my way to my room and see that there is an envelope on my door.
Meet at the common room at 2:00.
-GigiI was a little surprised, why would all these really cool people want meet with me? I am just another kid who wants a modelling career like thousands of other people.
I enter my room and it looks the same as yesterday: gorgeous. I sit all my stuff on the couch that was behind me. I decided that by the time I finished this paper work, it would be 2:00, so I got a head start and begin. Most of it was medical details but there were more things too. 56 shows this year that I can apply for. 13 of those are international. The places are London, Paris, Milan, China, Amsterdam and even Australia.
I start to set up my new phone and get it to good use. I have no idea what I am doing so I decide to give my agent a call.
"Hi this is Brooke Evans, how may I help."
"Hi, I'm Charlie Rose and you have be..."
"Oh my gosh, Charlie. I am honoured to be working with you. Nick told me so much. I am about 6 minutes away from where you are, can I come meet with you."
"Haha, just about what I going to ask. See you then."
"Bye."That would have been the weirdest/easiest conversation I have ever had. Brooke seems, nice.
While she comes I fill out more forms. I never knew there were going to be so many. I am in the middle of a form when I get a call in my new phone. I don't know how anyone knows my number by I get answer it.
"Hi. Brooke is here to see you now." I go to say thanks when she hang up on me. I mean, how rude.
I leave to go and get her. I am so nervous to meet her. She seemed very, different on the phone. I reach the front door and I see her. She legit looks like Miranda Sings. Brooke has the most fucked up make up I have ever seen. Her foundation is too dark for her and if she had anymore lipstick on, she would be sent to a circus. I mean fuck, how much do you need.
"Hi. I'm Charlie, you must be Brooke." She sprints up to me and squeezes me so hard, I loose circulation.
"Hello Charlie Rose, I am Brooke and I swear that I will be the best agent ever."Okay she is freaking me out. She is fucked in the head. We walk to my room and well actually, she skips. I have to tell her continuously to stop looking through other people's door. And she is a grown lady. It is like looking after a 4 year old.
We finally make it to my room. She run straight in and start touching everything and smelling my clothes and at one stage, she even licked my pen because I touched it. This is going to be the most fucked up moment in history!
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Teen Fictionshe's sixteen in a new country. a rogue murderer is loose and she has a to survive all the deaths in her life. how will she cope? her name is Charlie Rose. --- -will contain smut scenes and suicide scenes. if you are triggered, it's simple, don't r...