Smile

Four

"Y/n, good your here let me introduce you to someone," Jordan said when I walked through the door. "This is Stevie and he was interested in meeting you." A man with a scruffy beard and a long pointed nose smiled at me.

"Hi Y/n, it's nice to finally put a face to the name." He held out his hand for me to shake.

"Hi it's nice to meet you," I pulled my hand away. "So you're interested in my work?"

"Yes I am," he nodded. "Walk with me Y/n." He gestured towards the door and we both walked into the hallway.

"Your very talented and I love your photos." He started down the hallway.

"But?" I asked following him.

"But, all your pictures are of scenery and objects," he stopped and turned to me once we reached the elevator. "I want to make sure you can capture angles and emotions on people."

"Of course I can do that." I quickly nodded.

He nodded. "Yes and I trust you but, this business is serious and I need proof."

"So you want me to take some pictures of models?" I asked.

He nodded. "I need to make sure you capable of taking certain pictures if you're going to work for me."

"Yes I understand, I'll take as many pictures as you need." I nodded.

He smiled. "I love your enthusiasm kid." He pushed the down button on the elevator and pulled a card out of his pocket. "This is my number," I took the card from his hand. "Call me when your ready and we can set up a shoot with some of our models."

"Amazing, I'll be sure to give you a call," I smiled.

"Have a nice day Y/n." With that, he turned and walked away.

I looked down at the card with a huge smile on my face. This was long overdue, I need to make sure I blow his mind. Sighing, I turned and walked back into the studio. I just wish I could make money doing something I actually loved.

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"We're looking forward to working with you Ms.Y/ln." The lady on the phone said.

"Same here, thanks." I hung up the phone.

"So?" Quincy asked, "I guess it went well?"

"It went perfect, they want me to come to the studio tomorrow to meet a model."

He clapped his hands. "That's dope, I knew you were going to get it."

I nodded. "Duh, I'm pretty damn talented." He scoffed.

"Sooo, you and Jasmine?" I asked.

He turned and opened the fridge. "What about us?"

I shrugged. "Just wondering why you didn't come home after you left the party with her."

He pulled out a box of pizza and looked at me smirking. "Adult stuff, you wouldn't understand even if I explained," he pulled out two plates. "Or maybe you would, we both know how much porn you watch." He chuckled.

"Woah," I frowned my eyebrows. "We shouldn't talk nor should you know how much porn I watch."

He paused then nodded. "Yeah," he put one plate in the microwave then grabbed another piece out of the box. "Yeah, your right."

I laughed as he took a bit of his cold pizza. "Someone's a little fruity." I said in a teasing voice.

"Shut up," he grumbled as the microwave beeped. "It's not my fault you don't use incognito mode."