chapter 22-suprise.

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(Jon's pov)

The next morning I made my way to sandy's hotel room.

I knocked on her door for a half asleep Paige to answer.

Paige:come in sandy's in the main room. She yawned.

I made my way to the main room to see Sandy sitting on her phone all dressed her hair straight and no make up on.

Me: let's go.

Sandy: what?

She asked me looking confused.

Me:were going somewhere special!

Sandy:but Jon I'm not even ready yet.

Me:trust me you don't need make up for this!! I extended my hand out.

She hesitantly stood up and took my hand. We got into my car and I drove to where we were going Sandy tried to find out where we were going but I wouldn't budge.

Once we arrived to our destination I parked the car and got Sandy out the car. I put my hands round her eyes and we walked towards the entrance.

(sandy's pov)

Jon had led me into a building with his hands around my eyes. Jon peeled his hands of my face, for me to see a a studio of some sort filled with a photographer,make up artist, hair stylist and a stylist.

Jon: surprise I set This up for you.

These are big names in the business there gonna send your photo shoot of to a big company.

Sandy: oh my goodness Jon you didn't have to do this for me.

Me: your right I didn't have to but I did you deserve this Sandy. Every knock back you get ill be there to pick you back up and send you in the right direction. I'm gonna put your name out there get you recognition.I'll put you there.

Now go get ready.

Sandy:thank you so much Jon.

She said in her sweet angelic voice she pecked my cheek and made her way to all the stations.

Sandy had done all her getting ready she was getting photos done of her with no make up, some with make up and all the girl stuff.

Once she had done she started getting ready to be herself again.

The photo is how I imagine sandy to look like.

So jon set up an modelling job for sandy.
Does Sandy even appreciate it?

Will anything come to sandy's little photoshoot?

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