"Aeria, do you want to do anything? Cook? Draw? Swim? Ride horses? Eat popcorn? Cook popcorn? Watch something? HECK, LET'S WATCH MY LITTLE PONY!", Ria exclaimed excitedly. I don't know what my aunt's thinking sometimes, always getting excited for that same show over and over again like a six year old.
"Aunt Ria, how old are you again? Why do you act so mature for your age?", I pause for a moment and say, "I have something to do actually, I'll be going now."
"Alright my little cinnamon roll, be home by 9!". I nodded my head in agreement and went out the door even though I was 99.99% sure I would be home much later. Being in the same house everyday has made me spiritless.
I looked down at what I was wearing. I saw a black laced crop top, black high waist denim shorts, and black floral wedges. I would say I was an average looker. I was nothing much except I was 5'6, fair skin, brown hair with one or two highlights, very bright red rose colored lips, and a pair of big fat juicy hamburger brown eyes.
However, I didn't know why guys kept approaching each time I left the house.
"Hey baby, you wanna have some fun?" was what I heard. I spotted a guy around 2 inches taller me, blonde hair, and it looked like he was a good kisser. It was just too bad it was his unlucky day
"Sure 'baby', if you want your baby maker dead and gone, then come right at me," making sure my voice dripped with the most sarcasm possible. I saw him smirk and pushed me against the wall.
*Where the hell did this wall come from? What is the author doing to me, the heck?* *Author~smirksmirk*
"It's a good thing I'm used to dealing hardcore drunkies like you babe", I smashed my head into his and kicked my heeled part of my wedges into hick baby maker. He howled like a hardcore drunkie I called him and I punched him in the jawline. Hard. He got knocked out in a millisecond and I felt proud I'm me.
I was just bout to run when I heard sounds of clapping. I turned around swiftly at once and saw a gorgeous man. It was a good thing I somehow had a shield against hot guys, if I thought this man was gorgeous then he must have been a nosebleed attack to other girls. He had black hair, and it looked like he washed it with conditioner every 10 minutes. His eyes were a deep sea-like black, but there was a tint of gold? That punching sure did something to my eyes. He had a nice chiseled jaw, and looked around my age, but he seemed a 100 years old more mature.
I suddenly woke up from my 5 second analyzing trance, and saw him checking me out as well. Creep. But I guess I'm just as a creep. "You dun check'in meh out boy?"
He looked startled for half a second and went back to his amused look.
"You had a nice punch there."
"Thanks."
"I work for 'Pour l'amour de Ma Vie', would you be interested in being one of the models? Your height isn't qualified but I could always make exceptions for pretty ladies."
"Pour the armor the mom's veil? Is that a modelling agency or something? What? And make exceptions? Woahh dude slow down, cus hun I'M the one who makes the exceptions."
He blinked once, twice, and still looked shock. "You don't know 'Pour l'amour de Ma Vie', criticized it, and called my a honey?"
One nod from me. Two nods from me. Three nods from me, and I recieve a big gigantic blow of "WHAT THE IN THE NAME OF CUPCAKES SAKE, YOU BEEN LIVIN UNDER A ROCK? MY NAME IS JALOR MEDINI. DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?"
My response? Nothing
Jalor Medini's POV
She was beautiful and sexy. Her big brown eyes, and piece of art body was everything I wanted the moment I saw her. When she knocked out that creepy skulk , I was entranced. From that moment, I knew that I wanted her. I needed her. I WILL have her.
"Whats your name?" I asked her, watching her lips move in response.
" Aeria Sartini. Pleasure to meet you little Jalor."
Her voice was beautiful. She looked like the happiest and sexiest babe on earth, but I could see the sadness in her brown eyes. and I was determined to help her and consume her. "I apologize for my informalities, "Pour l'amour de Ma Vie", actually is a modeling agency. I couldn't help but notice you and I'm wondering if you would like to be a model. You are by far the loveliest I have seen, and I have been in the modeling industry for 3 years, and I am only 23. My tastes are quite well if I may say."
Back to Aeria's view
OMGOMGOMG I JUST GOT FIRED AND DUMPED, BUT I'M GETTING A JOB OFFER BY A DELICIOUSLY HAWT GUY, WHAT DO I DO!?!
End~To be continued
*Authors note_I wonder what's gonna happen? Well we actually already all know whats going to happen, but if you don't.....BE IN FOR A HUGE LUSH OF BUBBLE TROUBLES!
Dundundundunnnn
However, as a sidenote, please excuse words that do not actually exist, and incorrect grammar. These are not mistakes, but they are done intentionally. This incorrect grammar is put mostly in the POV thoughts and words.
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