I'M GONNA PASS OUT

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for the millionth time, sorry i dieded for what seems like forever!! school's been kicking my ass like always and since it's the end of the school year, i have a shit ton of work and preparation for finals. hopefully i get to update more during my semi-busy summer. ty for all the support. ily all.

salem and tavia were at the beach. they had both taken a lot of photos, but tavia decided to only post two on her instagram.

in one of the photos, it was a full body shot of the both of them; and in the second, it was just a silly selfie they took.

liked by himattchampion, bearfaceington, and 21,732 others
taviabonetti: my golden hour

tavia chuckled, "your man liked my post."

"really?!" she went to check the post, disregarding the fact that tavia called ciarán her 'man.' then, she realized tavia's word choice. "hey, he is not my man!"

tavia wasn't lying. he had liked the post. salem didn't know why, but she was taken aback by it. she thought he was still mad at her?

do you like someone's post when you're mad at them?

it was dumb question, but salem was clueless about it. she wanted to confront him about it, but she wasn't going to. he was probably still mad, and it was best if she didn't bother him.

for their road trip, their destination was san francisco. when she was younger, salem had gone there with her family. she absolutely adored it, and she was finally getting to go again.

they couldn't stay for long, though, since salem had work. she had already called in sick this morning, and she was stingy over her sick days.

they were going to stop by san jose, because salem had a family member that lived there. her older cousin had told her she was always welcome to visit.

salem stared out the window, watching other cars zoom past them. out of nowhere, she got an email.

RE: info@keymodelmgmt.com

"oh my god, tavia." salem tried to say as calmly as possible, but her voice quivered.

"what is it? do i need to pull over?" tavia took one quick glance at salem through her peripheral vision.

"yes! i'm gonna fucking pass out!" salem said, starting to almost hyperventilate.

"salem, what's wrong?!"

"KEY MODELS JUST RESPONDED TO MY EMAIL!" salem finally screamed, causing tavia to scream along with her.

a while back, tavia had made salem email her modeling management. tavia knew salem had what it took to be a model, so she took snapshots of her. salem sent them, thinking that she wouldn't get a response, but alas, she did.

tavia had a huge grin on her face. "have you opened it yet?!"

"no! i'm shaking too much." when salem held her hand out, it was obvious she was trembling.

"we're gonna pull over and celebrate."

they entered a random exit, driving around until they spotted a diner. along with the sudden celebration, pulling over was another excuse to finally get something in their stomachs.

while they waited for their food, salem handed tavia her phone so she could open the email for her.

Key Model Management
To: Salem Chambers
hi salem! we've seen you a few times on tavia's page and we think you're absolutely stunning 💕. the snapshots you sent in meet our requirements and we'd love if you took into consideration our offer of becoming one of our models. respond soon gorgeous!

salem let out a high-pitched squeal, catching the attention of some customers. she noticed this and shrunk back into her chair.

"they called me stunning and gorgeous, tav!"

"because you are." tavia's smile was so wide. she loved seeing her best friend so ecstatic.

salem immediately texted kevin, ian, and anne. anne was the first person to text her back, congratulating her and saying not to forget about her once she got famous. she would've texted ciarán, knowing he would be happy for her, but kevin would've probably told him the news; which he did.

"salem just got an offer from key model management!" kevin exclaimed, handing ciarán his phone so he could read the screenshot of the email she sent.

he read it, then read her reaction.

salem 🌙: AHHHHHHH KEVIN
salem 🌙: IM SO FUCKDKSIWKKSKSKS

kevin noticed the tiniest smile form on ciarán's lips. "congrats to her, i guess." he tried to sound like he didn't care, but he failed.

kevin 🌟: ciarán said congrats :)
salem 🌙: oh uh really??
salem 🌙: tell him i said thanks

"she said thanks."

"kevin!" ciarán groaned, facepalming.

"what?" kevin was clueless as to what he did wrong.

ciarán scowled, "you weren't supposed to tell her i said congrats!"

"well, sorry! but you really need to stop holding this against her."

"i will!" kevin looked at him, his facial expression saying really? "eventually." ciarán added.

at the diner, tavia ordered an ice cream sundae and a plate of brownies and cookies for the both of them to share as dessert.

tavia raised her spoon, making a toast. "to you becoming a model."

salem laughed, "to me becoming a model." she clinked spoons with tavia.

their little celebration would keep them full for the next few hours, so they wouldn't need to stop unless they needed a bathroom break.

their time in the car consisted of listening to old songs and some brockhampton songs (the ones without ciarán in them of course, which was still a majority of their songs.) salem recorded videos of the passing scenery and of her and tavia singing.

they pulled over a couple of times when something of interest caught their attention, like when they spotted a boardwalk with lots of little shops.

they entered a souvenir shop, where they searched the aisles for gifts for their friends.

salem's favorite purchases were: a rainbow t-shirt with the name of the beach on it and a preserved seastar in a bottle.

she knew she shouldn't have, but she got a gift for ciarán too. it was a little guitar pick, with an image of a sunset and a palm tree, with a tiny 'c' on it.

she hoped he would like the small gift, and wouldn't reject it.

even when she was going on this trip to get away from her problems, they still seemed to follow her. even when he wasn't there, ciarán was still nagging at her heart. he seemed to constantly be on her mind, and the same could be said for ciarán.

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