Emerald's Point of View
School. I'd love to say I enjoyed it. But I realised studying on campus was harder than you would think. Having a massive chunk of your day, blacked out. I wasn't used to it. Like Mum expected I fitted in perfectly when it came to grades and the work. I was capable of it. However finding a balance between school, the university studies I was doing as well and modelling was the problem. Work was applying more and more pressure. Demanding more of my time.
I rushed into the shoot. Megan spotted me right away.
"Ok so we have an hour and half here. Then you are off to do a runway appearance. It's David Jones new line. From what I can work out, you are required to attend the after party." Megan started throwing details at me as while walking to the wardrobe.
Indigo, the man who loves to be behind the camera at my shoots waved at me to come over.
"Coming!" I called out. "Ok at David Jones, how many hands do I have shake?" Which meant who did I have to thank for giving me the gig.
"Just the CEO. You are booked in with him after the after party for cocktails. I know you don't drink but just one won't kill you." Megan kept up with me as I walked to Indigo.
"Emerald." He quickly pulled me in for a hug. "How was your day at school?"
"Perfect." I lied. It was far from perfect. When I wasn't lost, I was tripping over my own darn feet. When I wasn't cursing at myself. I wasn't embarrassing myself further I was getting behind with assignments. Which reminded me. "Oh Megan." I turned to her. "You have to black out my schedule on Tuesday at five. I've been roped in to a group assignment. I know I'm booked that date. But they picked the date and I didn't have a choice in time. Seeing as I'm new."
Megan threw down a stack of pictures. "Sign these."
I started signing "Now what did you want Indigo?" I was scribbling my signature across images of me in my underwear. "Wait a sec, Megan, who are these for?"
"You're fans tonight. I'm guessing you won't have time to do a meet and greet?"
I nodded my head. She was right.
"So Em I was thinking." Indigo started."What that happens to you too?" I smiled, and kept signing as Megan removed one picture and I signed the next.
"Yeah, you and this school dress. Do you mind if we do a few pictures?"
I looked up at him. "You're joking right?"
"You're hot as hell in it and they will sell." He shrugged.
"I'll pass."
"Come on Em."
"No."
"Emerald. It will fulfil fantasies and you're killing it in the dress." Megan started.
I groaned. It was bad enough that it was small on me. Making my breasts stand out. Anyway when it came down to it, it was just a school dress. "It's a school dress.
It doesn't scream sex appeal."
"Yeah it does." Indigo pressed. "Come on Em. The commission I'll get off it, should have you reconsidering. Come on for a friend."
"Fine." I put the marker down, signing the last one. "But after the shoot." I took off towards wardrobe. "And that's if I have time." I yelled over my shoulder.
Megan was at my side. "I know we spoke about you doing a dawn shoot this week. Well I've locked in the next five days."
I undid the buttons of my dress. "So is that night shoots as well?" I pulled the dress off. I was so used to being half naked in front of people. I didn't even think twice about it. There were only professionals in the studio.
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