Journey by Jay T. (best classic books txt) 📕

that Jason gave me the pink bag and Mr. Johnson takes a sheer black lace bra and thong out of the bag. I said that I wouldn’t accept it, and the flustered Mr. Johnson couldn’t agree more. He goes up to Jason’s room, and by the time the yelling started, the lesson with Jack ended. I hug him and tell him he’s doing great, and get into the cab.
When I got back to the hotel, it was 10:30, and I was extremely tired. Darren said he wouldn’t be back and I went to sleep without him. When I woke up, David called me to tell me about the photo shoot we would have at 7:45. It was a dark concept today. That meant that Sandra was getting into the vampire stories, much like the rest of us. I smiled at the thought of being a bit gothic. I’ve always wanted to try it. It was 6:04, and I got up and got ready. Darren stumbled through the door, and headed straight for the bed. I smile and kiss his forehead. He wraps his arms around my waist and I struggle out of his grip.
“You left me alone last night for work, now it’s my turn.” I kiss his hand and grab my coat and leave. David picked me up, and Trevor was waiting in the back seat. “Good morning.” I smile and look at the coffee that David had in his cup holder. He saw me eyeing it.
“Go ahead. I wasn’t going to finish it anyway. They gave me the wrong thing.” I give him a grateful smile and drink the coffee.
“Hey, Mae, is your skin like that already?” Trevor suddenly asks. I turn so that I could see his curious face.
“Like what?”
“Your skin looks so soft and smooth.”
“Hmm, I guess. I mean I’ve never really gotten breakouts or anything.” I say.
“Oh, so you’re just naturally perfect.”
“Hah, not even. You haven’t seen me in the mornings.”
“Well, that would be a sight.” Right then, we arrive at the photo shoot location. It’s in a warehouse today, for that dark feel. We get to the makeup and clothes station, and I see my choices of clothing. They are all dark red, purple, or black and they are all very revealing, and just in time for Halloween, a week away. There are people rushing around and they usher me into a seat. I got used to this kind of thing, so while people were doing my nails, my hair, and my makeup, I sat silently and watched the television in front of me. After two hours of the team trying to perfect me, my eyes have a very dark look to them, while the white makeup and my blondish hair make me look perfectly pale. I wear a dark velvet red dress that is floor length, but has a very large slit down my thigh and it has a very deep v-neck. The stilettos I have to wear have faux red snake skin. I curse Sandra for creating something so beautiful, yet so, so revealing. Trevor wears a leather vest showcasing his washboard abs and black skinny jeans and a motorcycle jacket while he goes first.
When I get there, I lay down as they instruct me, and notice that Trevor has fake fangs. He straddles me and leans down toward my neck and I have to pretend to be unconscious. I feel Trevor’s breath against my neck. Sandra is here and instructs Trevor to kiss me. I feel his lips against mine, and she instructs me to kiss him back. I really have no choice and kiss him back. His lips are soft and cautious. He and I slowly get into the kiss and I hear snaps going off.
“Nice! You guys are doing great!” David says off to the side.
“Okay guys enough! Now, we are going to take pictures with that lipstick all over you guys while you guys lay there, just stare at each other.” The photographer starts again. I look into Trevor’s eyes and he looks into mine.
“Darren might kill me now.” He jokes with a serious face.
“I think he might.”
“Well, I must say that you look rather daring today.”
“Tell me about it. I feel almost naked.” The slit of the dress requires me to wear a very small thong, and the deep v-neck threatens to expose me.
“Darren would like it.” Trevor states simply.
“I bet he would.”
“You are a fantastic kisser by the way.” He touches my lips with his fingers and close my eyes.
“This is for the pictures.” I state dryly.
“Yeah, yeah.” He ignores me and touches my face.
After the shoot was done, I went back to the hotel with Darren still sleeping. I smile, and let him sleep.

The week passed by and it was suddenly Halloween. I was excited to dress up, and be myself again. After the press conference, the pictures had come out of Trevor kissing my hand, then of Darren kissing me. Both made me look extremely happy, but only the people around us knew the truth. That had become a hot topic and suddenly I was followed by paparazzi because of the fact that I looked like a two-timer. I, honestly, thought that this was stupid, because whenever they followed me, I was with Darren. The pictures from both the royal and dark photo shoots are the pictures in the Sandra Cass stores all over the country. I explain to Darren about the dark shoot, and he was pissed at me for a few hours. I told him that it was part of the shoot, and he gives in to my adorableness. David had found me a publicist and a manager, just like he promised me. Darren thought it was funny, since I was a model, but I thought that it would help me arrange my schedules more.
“Darren, you can’t look at my costume yet!” I scold him as he tries to pretend that he is going to look for a ‘belt’ for his preppy boy costume. He wanted to look like he belonged at Yale, not NYU. I smile at him sweetly and he slumps over to the couch. Finishing my hair and makeup were easy, and now I change into my white dress that was flowed like a Greek tunic. I add my gold accessories and look in the closet mirror. The scoop neck of the dress exposed the perfect amount of cleavage and the length of the dress was about four inches above my knees. Darren looks at me as I come out, and his jaw hits the ground. I smile and twirl in my gold peep-toes, and he walks over.
I tell him that we were late for Sandra and Mr. Johnson’s party, and if we were late to their parties, we would be late to Michael’s. When he heard that, we left immediately. Darren didn’t want to be late to Michael’s party because that was his chance to show me off. I smile at the thought, but I can’t really show Darren off since he already knew everyone.
“This is going to be so fun!” He smiles and nods in agreement.
“Well, I can’t wait to meet all your work buddies.” I smile.
“Work buddies? What kind of phrase is that? Who says that anymore?” He looks at me with amused eyes, obvious because of the out of date term that I had used. We joke about that some more as we make it to Mr. Johnson’s house. Full of older people with costumes, we stay for about an hour, and I tell Mr. Johnson that I would have to leave early. I smile at all the people congratulating me and leave with a more than bored Darren.
“Off to Sandra’s party!” I smile because there were more people I knew there. I had met a bunch of other models more or less my age, and we all cliqued. Most of them were also models for Sandra or other world famous designers.
“This will be so fun, talking to male models, especially Trevor.”
“Now, now, are you showing your jealous side?”
“No, I am simply stating my excitement to see him after he made out with my girlfriend so passionately.” His eyes darken, and I couldn’t help but burst out laughing at his deep sarcasm. “Not funny, miss ‘it meant nothing’!”
“I already told you, there is nothing between us, even if he wanted there to be, it wouldn’t happen.” We arrive at the hotel where Sandra is having her party, and I went in to greet everyone I knew and meet people I didn’t know, dragging Darren with me. They all stated that he was super handsome, and I smile while he, like usual, looks bored.
“Darren, please lighten up. I mean, you could be a bit more excited.” I tell him while walking toward Trevor. “Everyone keeps praising you, yet you just stand there.” I was quite aggravated with him, and he could tell.
“Look, I’m sorry this isn’t my scene. I’ll try to be a bit more…happy.”
“That’s all I ask.” I whisper as Trevor approaches us carefully. “Well, hello there, doctor.” Trevor went with the doctor look we talked about one day while waiting for the equipment to be set up.
“Hello goddess and Mr. Smith.” He smiles at Darren and then he takes my hand and gives me a twirl. I giggle like a little girl, and Darren finally cracks a smile.
“So what have you been up to since our last photo shoot, Trevor?” Our last shoot was one after the dark concept. It was an evening out concept, and Trevor and I had to go to a club with people in full swing of things. It was a bit crazy.
“Let me tell you, I am never going to go to that club again. There were just too many girls trying to grab my man parts. I’m not that kind of guy.” He jokes.
“I know, right?” I laugh, Darren gets into the conversation too, and we spent probably a good hour and a half talk to Trevor and the other people at the party. I smile, and was quickly reminded of the fact that we had to go to Michael’s party. I leave Sandra’s party and we drive to the club where the last party is at.
“This is so exciting.” I smile as we approach the club. There was valet at the front, so when we got out, there were many people waiting outside to get into the club. Darren got us in immediately, and we went to the VIP area where Michael Davidson was having his party. People greeted Darren the second we got there, and he introduced me to some of them and led me over to the bar. Apparently, they already knew who I was, even Michael Daniels.
“Well, look at this two timer model. Of course, I know you are dedicated to Mr. Smith here, everyone does.” He smiles and Darren laughs. They talk while I stand there, looking awkward, but I am still enjoying the party. I sway to the music and close my eyes. The music pulses through me, and my body responds. I am asked by a few girls to go dance with them, and I graciously accept. This girl, Sophie Wild, smiles and loops her arm through mine and drags me to the bar.
“Mae, what would you prefer? Vodka or tequila?” Sophie asks.
“I’ll just have a shot of tequila please.” I smile and she orders and pays for the drinks.
“I’m so glad I get to finally meet you, Mae. Darren talks about you quite a bit.” She slurs a bit and