A Girl’s Diary

I had my coffee as quickly as I could almost burning my tongue, my throat and my stomach. Then I went to the agency. This was surely going to be interesting! 

When I got changed and my makeup was done, I decided to go look around the agency. This was my hobby whenever I was there. Mom didn't tell me anything about my partner in the photo-shoot except that they were trying him to see if they should employ him and that he was my age. I hoped he'd be that kind of hot nice guys you could call eye candy. 

I passed around saying hi to everyone. I was almost a celebrity here. That was when I spotted Louis? No, no! It couldn't be. My eyes were failing, that was more logical. I tried blinking and focusing really hard, but he was still there. Ugh! And he was coming towards me. What a second! A guy my age! Louis! Why did I ever agree to this? 

"Hey gorgeous, I'm Louis and you?" He said once he approached in the flirtiest way ever. He didn't recognize me! Wow! This could be fun! 

"Laura," I said, at least he'd recognize my voice. Even if I wasn't wearing my glasses and my hair wasn't braided, he couldn't be that stupid! 

"So Laura, any idea where I should go? I was supposed to meet my partner for a photoshoot in studio number twelve but I have no idea where that is. This place is enormous!" Damn it! He was that stupid. 

"Really? Then you came to just the right person! I was heading there." 

"Thank you! Do you know who she is? Mr Whitte himself told me about where I should meet her and gave me all the necessary details. I'm sure he doesn't do this normally, right?" Daddy dear, why? 

"I think his daughter, maybe!" I answered. Wait for it. Wait for it... 

"Loca? I met her once, she's so hot! But let me tell you, you're even hotter!" How many hints did I have to give him? Also, that was gross! I could have lived my whole life without hearing him calling my sister hot. I smiled and continued playing nice. When we finally reached our destination, I found both mom and dad. 

"Guys, what are you both doing here?" I asked them. 

"I was just going," Dad said leaving, I raised a brow at mom. 

work being modelled." She said defiantly. "Oh, hey! You

honour, really." He said too formally.

Mom scolded. You just blew up my

his eyes wide. That

favourite girl?" I turned around at the sound. It was uncle Cody! When did he come here? He was dad's friend since forever and also my childhood bestie's dad. I ran towards him, hugging him so

seeing you, but

it." But I missed him. I pouted at him while he chuckled.

Did I forget to mention that uncle Cody was

giggles even harder to stop. When he left, mom called our photographer in. When I

photos were too uncomfortable; because who would be comfortable with someone he didn't like holding him? But I was a professional, always keeping my feelings aside. So the pictures looked

was okay to annoy the hell out

because I wanted to have a conversation but because I

I said through gritted

brow. "What I mean is-" I cut

doesn't mean we could be friends, or that you could talk to me whenever you

did. And you know what? I felt awful! "Is it too late now to say sorry?" I nodded. "Oh come on, I'm not that bad." I actually laughed at that. He groaned. "I mean,

How could I forget? How long did I have to wait for you to show up exactly? Hours. How many times? A lot. Did you ever respond when I talked to you? No. Don't

So I got my phone out and

certain quarterback