Payson a 22 year old waitress who's trying to make an earning to pay bills, an apartment, to keep her car running and to pay for groceries. She had to drop out of college because she couldn't afford it, but didn't want to move back with her dad know...
I wake up to my alarm at 5:30 and make my bed, go to my kitchen area and make me some coffee to function. I grab creamer and my coffee mug and wait for the pot to brew. I grab my phone from my night stand and check it to see if Damon texted me. Nope, I check my emails and other platforms till my coffee brew. I poured my coffee with my French vanilla creamer and went to the box of clothes to find what to wear which will be comfortable considering the last time I did a photo shoot.
But this time I'm actually a model for a clothing brand. This is way bigger than myself and it's scary but kinda exciting but what would the other models think of me? What if I'm not thin enough or what if I'm too posed and don't know my body well enough to move? All these thoughts flood my mind, spinning around me, this is for real, no more waiting table, cleaning,moping the diner, no more hearing old people gossip and teenagers talk about boys,music and actors. I drink my coffee while finding clothes. I really need to go through this big box because it just keeps going forever. I finally find a pair of black nike leggings and light teal pink sweatshirt, with white Nike socks and brown sandals.
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I go take a shower with the vegan shampoo and conditioner and body wash, I shave everything and make sure I'm clean, well as clean as possible.
I get out and get dressed in my clothes and brush my teeth and hair, I don't blow dry my hair because I don't know what the stylist wants so I just leave it alone and wash my face with the face wash Alice and Tina gave me.
I go out of the bathroom and put my coffee cup in the sink and grab a water bottle, fill it up and text Damon to ask if he's on his way. Payson: hey are you on your way??
I close the lid to my water bottle and get my purse ready and pack some snacks like an apple, granola bar, and a small bag of animal crackers.
I check my phone but Damon hasn't answered. Maybe he's driving? That's odd, hope he comes soon because we have to go. I grab my things and decide to wait outside my apartment so he doesn't have to come in.
I sit on the steps outside and take out my phone and check again.
No, so I decide to text one more time to see if he's driving.
Payson: are you driving?
After a minute of looking through social media he finally text me back.
Damon: shoot I'm so sorry I'll be on my way soon.
What the heck he's usually waking me up, wonder what he did yesterday.
Payson: ok
Is all I say, I'm a little upset but this was his first time being late so I have to just shrug it off.
I wait for 10-15 minutes for Damon to come and he pulls up in a motorcycle which I never knew he had.
"Come on Payson get on we're already late, here put this on" he took off his helmet and put it towards me. "Umm where's you're car?" "This is faster so" I looked at him and he looked shaggy but surprisingly good looking still? His hair was a mess everywhere and his green eyes looked tired and dark circles under them and his clothes look wrinkled. "I've never been on one" I tell Damon. "It's not that bad just put this on, get back behind me and wrap your arms around my waist and let's go" I grab the helmet and put it on and slowly put my legs over the bike and wrap my arms around his waist. It's strong and warm. He goes and I grip on him hiding my face in his back. He laughs a bit and yells "Payson calm down, your gripping me a bit to tight , relax a bit and enjoy" "Sorry" I say while releasing a bit. I look up and see the palm trees passing and the sun coming up. Then I look up and an eagle flys over our head but I'm the only one who sees this. I stare in awe and then look some more. It's kinda freeing and a rush like the zip line we went to.
