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Chapter Three
Anna opened the door to the toy room, "Aaron! I didn't know you could sing!"
"Oh, hi Annie!" Aaron yelled, running up to her for a hug, "How did ya sleep?"
"Fine thank you.. what was that song..." she asked.
"Oh.. it's called Get Down, from the Backstreet Boys." he answered, with a shrug.
"Really? I really like the Backstreet Boys," she told him, "But I've never heard that song!"
"Oh.. right.. that's cause we live here, they only released that song in Canada, and Europe and stuff, hey, who's 'your' favourite Backstreet Boy?" he asked her.
"I'd say... the blond one.. well.. actually... I don't really know, I don't even know their names!" she said, with a grin.
"Well," said Aaron, with a cute smile, before babbling on, "There's Brian, he's the skinny one, an' he really nice, and his name's also B-rok, an' he's gotta girlfriend, and she's real cool. Aj's the cool one, an' he's all "grrr", with all the tattoos an' stuff, I wanna tattoo when I'm older. Anyway, Howie's the one with the curly hair, an' it as long as mine, but longer, and sometimes it's straight, and Nick is the weird blondie," then he babbled on," And their new album's coming out an' it's called Millennium, an' I already have a copy of it, wanna' see!?"
"Um.. sure," said Anna, who really hadn't heard much of what he had said, "Wait.. weird blondie? Aaron.. that's not very nice!"
"Tha's okay, he doesn't mind," the little boy sped on,"I do it all the time an' he doesn't say nothin'!"
"Um.. all right," stammered Anna, thinking the poor boy was delusional, "So.. the CD..."
"Ya' let's go see it an' you can see my room, it's so cool!" he started, "It's got.."
"Oh no!" cried Anna, as she looked at the clock on the wall, "It's almost twelve o'clock, and I'm supposed to be at the studio by one o'clock! It's the first day of my internship! I can't be late! Gosh! I'm not even dressed! I'm sorry Aaron!"
"A'wright, You can see my room later!" he yelled after her.
Anna arrived at the studio just as the hour hand struck one; she dashed to the reception desk and signed in. Her cousin, Winter, had signed her up for the internship, knowing she needed to keep herself busy while her parents were away, and Anna was happy to get the job. However, she did not even know the requirements and what she was to do. All she knew was to show up at Studio One, in downtown Orlando, Thursday, at one o'clock.
"Hi! I'm Anna Greene; I'm here for the internship! Do you know where I should go," she said to the friendly looking receptionist, "It's my first day.."
"Oh, Greene? Third door on the left, ask to speak to Nigel."
"Oh thank you!" Anna called behind her, as she raced down the hallway to the door.
She knocked once, and the door seemed to immediately open.
"You must be Annette, Nigel's been waiting!" said the mousy woman who answered the door, in a thick Russian accent, "You come on in, please."
"Um.. It's Anna, ma'am!"
"All right, Abby, hurry in!"
Anna ran towards the room at the end of the hall and knocked, she was met by a somewhat smooth, yet cozy, looking man, who apparently, was Nigel.
"Hello, I'm sorry I'm late sir, I assure you, it won't happen again!" she said quietly.
"That's all right, just have a seat, and just keep it Nigel, all right, sweetheart?"
Anna took a seat at the classy looking desk, and as Nigel sat down opposite her, he pressed a button on his intercom and called for some one named Linda to come in.
"Well, lets get down to business, shall we?" he said.
"Um.. sure.." Anna replied, quietly.
"Well, the first shoot will be Saturday of next week, after that there'll be a video for a music artist, then we've got another shoot, billboard, on the 15th, then another shoot, ad, shoot, then a commercial, Linda! What took you so long," Nigel spoke, in a line, while Anna sat there, looking quite a bit dazed. "Anna, Linda; Linda, Anna, one of our new girls, well what do you think?"
"Fine, she's fine," Linda said to Nigel, "Well, hon, how old are you?"
After a brief moment, of just sitting there, trying to figure out what Nigel said, Anna snapped back into reality, and answered, blushing with embarrassment, "I'm seventeen, ma'am, um.. Nigel, sir, might I ask 'what' my job here is?"
"Linda, fill, her, in, meanwhile, I have another client, ladies, later, all right?" Nigel said quickly, as he left the room.
"Ma'am, I have absolutely no idea what this is for, my cousin, from the modeling agency, upstairs, registered me for this.. I have no idea why I'm here!" Anna said, quietly.
"You know.. you have an extremely pretty face.. you'll do well.. I think we'll.. Oh! Yes, well, you are going to be one of our ad agency's official spokesmodels, didn't you know that? It was on the registry, anyway, you'll work with our clients, do ads, maybe a little behind the scenes, commercials.. you see, hon, they wanted normal looking teenagers. Valeria Mazza, Sarah Michelle Gellar, and Britney Spears 'actually' offered to do this, but they want teens! Inexperienced teens, to just pick out from their registrations, no pictures, no auditions, nothing! So hon, that's what you'll be doing," babbled Linda, as she pulled out a small stack of papers, "You just have to sign these papers, and we'll have a full deal."
"Um.. Ma'am, Mrs.." stammered Anna, "Uh.."
"Linda, honey, Linda!"
"Linda, um, I'm not sure if I want to model, wouldn't you want um.. a thinner model?"
"Hon, you're gorgeous, anyway, this is a chance of a lifetime, you know you want to do this! While you aren't modeling, you'll also be doing stuff like uh.."decorating, see, and writing and doing things with the clients, dancin' singin', if you can, acting, a ton!" Linda said, in an unmistakable blur, "They want a whole new look for the offices! You and the other interns, this office will be under you control, so it won't just be sittin' there, looking pretty... it'll be great, hon.. really."
"Um.. well I guess.. if I don't have to do much modeling.. I really like to decorate.. and singing would be fun.. I guess.. "
"Well that's good!" exclaimed Linda, without even listening, as Anna, penned her name on the sheets.
Linda then led Anna to a small dressing room type area, where she met a woman named Maria, who sat at an elegant looking oak desk, and was, apparently, was in charge of them, and six other girls, who she soon learned were Jenna Carr, Ashley Barmon, Katrina Davis, Christina Parenteau, Kelly Lam, and Marcia D'Andre.
"So, how did you get warped into this?" Ashley asked her, when Linda left, "You look all comfy, not like these stuffy types." she said, motioning to Marcia, Christina and Kelly, who were off towards another corner of the room.
"Um, I didn't know what it was for.." replied Anna.
"Oh, that's how it was supposed to be for 'all' of us, but most of us knew.." Jenna told her.
"Gee, I was wondering 'why' they chose you, no pictures, huh?" said Christina, with a smirk, walking with Kelly and Marcia closer to them, "I mean, I didn't think 'plus' size models were all that popular in this kind of..."
"Ignore her!" Katrina cut her off, with a glare, "God Chris, four years, I've worked with you, and four years, I've hated you, you aren't gonna make any friends with that attitude!"
Christina laughed, "I'm not 'here' to make friends, hon! I'm here to show you up and you're just bitter because you know I can and I will!"
"Anyway, no one cares what you think Kat!" snapped Marcia
"It's okay, Katrina, I can deal.." Anna whispered.
"No!" cried Ashley, I'm not gonna let them say shit like that about you! I, for one think you are just gorgeous, and I'd rather have a nice body, then have a man face and chicken legs, like Marc-y!"
"Shut the hell up!" snapped Marcia, "We all know that the only reason 'you' got this job is because Nigel needs a favor from daddy, and you, Kat, you wouldn't be here if your mum didn't supply Studio One's makeup, Jenna, well, they needed a dancer, you're all scrubs!"
"And you," Kelly smirked, looking at Anna, "I guess they just needed a fat white chick, in case we have any fat people we have to deal with, y'know, to make the client look better or something.. I don't know, why 'did' they hire her? Lindy should have just turned her away! Pity!"
"Kelly, I 'vant to talk wit' you in the hall, now!" Maria said, with a thick accent, standing up at her desk, and knocking her chair over, "The rest of you, you can go home! I 'vant no more of 'dis bicker'! I see you tomorrow, be here at seven, sharp! Kelly! I 'vant you in the 'all now!"
"I'm leaving, you can go out into the hall and talk to yourself!" Kelly snapped, as she stormed out, followed by Christina and Marcia, and an angry looking Maria.
"Thanks, y'all, for defending me, you don't have to! I know I'm not exactly thin.." Anna said, with a whisper.
"Hey, no problem, and well, yeah, you aren't thin, you've actually 'got' a body! Perfect hourglass figure, Kel, Marc, and Chris are just jealous,"Ashley said, with a sigh, "I really do think you're gorgeous.. um, well, see you tomorrow, everyone.."
"Seven! Sharpe!" Jenna called, running out after her, mimicking Maria.
"Well.. let's go," Katrina said to Anna, "Do you need a ride?"
"Oh, no.." replied Anna, with a thankful smile.
"Well, I do!" Katrina smiled.
"All right, I'll drive you!" Anna said, with a laugh.
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