A Spaniard boy by the name of Rain comes to the city of New York where he finds someone who impacts his life for better and for worse. While he changes mentally and physically, he strives to rise above the conflict that comes his way heavily. He fin...
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It's been about two weeks since the death of Jade and it still bothers me. We attended her funeral and my heart was on the ground in pieces. Seeing her family not even reacting to it, looking literally dead on the outside---faces run down and heavy and almost pale...it was something I hoped my parents wouldn't have to endure. She never got to live out her full life much less get out of high-school and all at the expense of me. If I'm honest, this is partly on me somehow. The person who killed her obviously felt this was something they had to do in order to please me or whatever. Her death was connected to me and it leaves a burden on my soul.
In order to get my mind off of it though, I've put more of my actions into my future life's work. In the past few days I have maybe drawn up 20 outfits and have constructed 5 pieces of clothing. And with a few talks from my agent and manger, I have scored a photo shoot with a local brand modeling their casual wear. And now I'm at the studio chosen for the venue about to meet with other models showcasing the clothes.
Making my way into the open space, I found racks of clothing, jewelry, along with other accessories as I was drawn into the art floating around the room. I walked around feeling the different types of fabric between my fingers and greeting everyone who I'd be working with today. I was directed to a dressing room to get changed in as I was given multiple storage bags of what I assumed I would be showing off today. I was just putting on the last of my dressing when a head peeked in through the door.'
"Rain, glad to see you've made it!", Mrs.Greene walked in the room with a bounce in her step as she hugged me catching me off guard before I returned the gesture. She had a bright smile on her face like always and I believe she never takes it off. Must be nice to be happy damn near all the time.
"Is is time for my slot?"
"Actually change of plans, you'll be doing your shoot with another fellow model instead of just the singles! It pays a little more especially since the shots will be more intimate and it'll give you more recognition because of the added outfits to match!"
"What do you mean intimate and added outfits? I thought we discussed doing the men's casual and athletic wear," I said sitting down in my chair as I asked her to continue.
"I mean we'll be going over their lingerie line for women too, I let them in on the fact you wear women's clothing too so they insisted you do those instead with another for one of their covers. It's no big deal! I'll send in the set of outfits you need to put on instead!", she quickly walked towards the door as I tried to speak.
"But I have a---," and the door closed, "I have a b-boyfriend." I sighed and just waited for one of the assistants to come back in before I began to change. Once she did and I unzipped the bags...it was a bit much but its just for the sake of the shoot and it could boost my career. I can suck it up for a day, plus I'll be on the cover of a catalog!
I tried on the lingerie and looked at myself in the mirror and it was extremely nice. It wasn't too adventurous or showed a lot of parts but it was more subtle. Maybe I'll take this home for Messiah. I put on a robe and was led to the set when a cold shiver rattled through my body. Why in the hell was Kordell on the set having oil applied to him? Why was he here at all?!
