• That face.....I know him....why this dream again.....wait don't go.....don't......leave.........me........a.....lone.......

    "Serena? SERENA!!!" I turned my head to James, my photographer."Serena are you alright?"
    "HuH? I'm alright." i posed again and again while James kept snapping.
    "Serena please focus we have world reknown model coming and he will only coach you if he thinks you have potential. So let me see some of that potential!" I looked at James. He had blond hair and blue eyes. He was tall, lean and basically the ideal of a man. The only thing that wasn't right was that his hair had pink streaks. Since he was basically perfect he acted gay or else he couldn't last 2 minutes outside with out getting chased. He was cute but I knew better than to date my friends. Ecspecially the friends you see everyday.
    i heard him sigh and he bagan talking again."Serena your not focusing"
    I frowned and stood straight.
    "I know its tough to get a good picture when your not focusing. So go drink some water and have half of a cookie." he smiled.
    "really?" i said
    "yes"
    "YAY!!!Half of a cookie!!!!" i umped down from the set and ran to the food stand near by. I searched and search but to no avail. "James!!!! There are no cookies!!!"
    "here you go miss." i turned and locked eyes with another blue eyed man. how many people have blue eyes in New York? i looked at his hand and saw he was offering me his cookie.
    "thanks!" i said smiling. I took the cookie and cracked it in half and gave one of the halves back to him.
    "Why not have the whole thing?" he asked amused.
    "Well James said half, and it was your cookie so you should at least get some right?"I smiled even wider and walked back to James with a bottle of water and half a cookie. i sat down in my chair while Lorine , my hair stylist, styled my hair. James came up to me.
    "So you found the cookie huh?" he said amused even more than that other blu eyed man.
    "how many people have blue eyes and are gorgoues? " i said absentmindedly thinking about the guy in my dreams. Now that i think about it, he had blue eyes too!
    "Alot of people. why?" he said curiously. I looked at him. He was a sad man Who needed a girl real bad but he kept off dating for me.
    "James? What happened to Mitchelle?" his girlfriend.
    "huh? Oh she had to tour France, she'l be back by monday next week." he said
    " Did you porpose to her yet?" i said sitting straighter.
    "Not yet but i will when she comes back." He said blushing. I heard giggling and i turned to James.
    "hand me my Ipod please." i slipped it on and fell invisible to the world. i closed my eyes so i could actually become invisible to my self also. A couple minutes later, my instinct told me to open my eyes. I did and grapped James hand before he touched me.
    "Serena, have i ever mentioned that you freak me out sometimes with your instincts?" he said pulling his wrist back
    "Yup! so i gues the male model is here huh?" i said tiredly but with a smile.
    "Yes no get ready and we will start modeling again." James went back. Not only was he my photographer he was also my manager, which was good, that means i didn't need to pay 2 people and James didn't ask for alot of money.
    I got up and went back to the set. The dress i was modeling was a long white halter dreass with a slit in the side that reached my waist. I posed and thus began the cycle. I heard the door open and tried my best now. We didn't stop until James ran out of film cause all of my pictures came out perfect.
    "Welcome. How are you?" James asked a small lady with short Blood red hair. she was dressed professionally but nicely to expose her small thin figure. James acted gay. I came down from the set and smiled politely, which i hated being. I wishi could just be myself!
    "Hello dear!" she said ignoring James completely. Ismiled knowing i was going to like this lady. she looked me over" MY . my you are just a doll, like a rare jem! and i bet you have a fiesty attitude dont you?"
    "You have no idea."said James
    "Yes i do miss..."
    " Colt, Mitchie Colt" she said in her sing song of a voice. "you my dear are Serena smith aren't you?"
    " Yes i am." then i indicated James" this is my manager James he is also my photographer."
    " I noticed he is really skilled, but i think the casanova should stop acting gay since im married." i smiled wide eyed and delivered her message to james.
    " Mitchie?" i said
    "Yes?" she looked up.
    "Your my new best friend!!!!" i randomly said and hugged her.
    " Oh, my I'm flattered but i think you should make friends with my model not just me." she laughed
    " yup so where is this guy, everyone is telling me he is a hunk of a man." i said looking around.
    the door opened and in came a guy with blue eyes and black hair. He looked pissed.
    " Mitchie! didn't i tell you not to leave me alone?" he said Then i noticed it!
    "Your the cookie guy!!!!" i said smiling and jumping up and down.

    TO BE CONTINUED!!!! heart