Chapter 3: Picture Perfect

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Hailey:

The next morning, I was up bright and early.

No, that sounds cheesy.

The next morning, I got up at 6:45, grouchy as every morning and ready for another long, tiring, modeling session with Paris. Yeah. That sounds better.

"I would try an' come wif ya this mornin, Hails, but I got work." Beatle said.

"Yeah. It's okay, I mean..." I replied.

"Ya, I know whatsh yer talking about." Beatle knew me so well.

"Paris is expecting me now," I told him quietly, acknowledging my mom, leaving for work with slight nod.

"Yar, girl, yer be goin'." I smiled, embracing him again.

"I love you, Beatle,"

"I love you, Prim." I grinned and trotted out the door, my camera tight in my fist.

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"Instagram is going nuts over your photos," Paris remarked, sticking her hip out as I instructed her. I was silent.

Camera left, lens focused. Snap. Onto the next. Camera angled right, tilted slightly up, lens focused. Snap.

I wasn't enjoying today.

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"Paris, I think I'm done for today. I'm tired and didn't get a lot of sleep tonight." I told her.

"Do you want to got get some coffee from Starbucks?" She asked me.

"Nah, I would love to any other day, but today I just want to go home and take a nap." I told her.

"Okay, see you tomorrow morning in class." She said and started to walk away.

"Bye."

"Bye." I said to her as she got into her car.

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