LPS High School AU

Opportunity

Russell let out a frustrating groan as he sat up on his bed. His eyes were still closed, having suddenly woken up due to his phone buzzing nonstop. He felt his head throb at the sudden movement, placing a hand on his messy hair.

The buzzing sound continued, as Russell slowly opened his eyes to face the counter next to him. His phone was emitting a bright light. Someone was calling him.

Fortunately, his ringer was off. Otherwise, his dad would have woken up to the sound of the theme song of the Duchess Of Lancashire Lane.

Russell sighed as he reached out for his phone, squinting as he now faced the bright light. Not bothering to read the caller ID, he answered the phone.

"Hello?..." he groggily answered.

"RUSSELL FERGUSON, CHECK YOUR INBOX!" Zoe's voice loudly rang through the receiver. He flinched as he pulled the phone away from his ear.

"Zoe? Why are you calling me so late? What time is it?..." he looked back at his phone as a yawn escaped his lips.

"Darling, It's only 3a.m." Zoe replied, nonchalantly.

"Possibly the worst time to wake up..." He frowned, rubbing an eye. "Wait..." He paused, "why are YOU awake?"

"Please, just check your email! It's important!" She interrupted, "I just want to know if it's true!"

"If what's true?.." He groaned, finally getting out of bed. He walked over to his desk, where his laptop sat.

"Well I don't want to tell you until you check for yourself!" Zoe sighed.

"Well how am I supposed to know what I'm looking for when you won't even tell me?" He huffed, logging into his laptop. He sat on the chair, beginning to open up a web browser.

"It's called a surprise, darling." She chuckled, "now hurry up and check!"

"Alright alright...Sheesh..." he put the phone down, now on speaker. He made sure it was quiet enough so his dad wouldn't wake up. He quickly logged into his email, waiting for the page to load.

"Zoe, whatever this is, couldn't it have waited till morning? I have a test later, and I can't be tired while taking it!" He sighed.

Finally, his eyes began to scan through his emails, checking from his spam to the more recent messages. However, his eyes soon landed on one of the most recent emails.

"From Tres Blasé magazine?" He questioned out loud, earning a gasp from Zoe in response.

"So it IS true!" She squealed.

"Wait a minute..." he used the mouse to open the email, beginning to read it to himself. After a moment of silence, his eyes widened as he let out a surprised gasp.

"No way! Mona Autumn wants us to come back for another modeling shoot?!"

Zoe let out a squeal in delight. "I can't believe it!" She exclaimed. "Ooh, Russell! This is a BIG deal!"

"But..." his words trailed off as Zoe's voice loudly continued to squeal. She was probably jumping around or something. His gaze never averted from the screen, rereading the email over and over. His heart began to race at the fact that this email was real, and the fact that he was the receiver wasn't making it better.

"B-But why?" He questioned. "Why would Mona Autumn want us back?" Zoe gasped.

"Russell!" Zoe scoffed, "What are you saying?"

Realizing what he had said, he quickly grabbed the phone.

"N-No no! I didn't mean you, Zoe!" He quickly said, mentally slapped himself. "You're perfect! Of course she'd want you to model for her again. But why me?"