39. Two Of Cups

Still on a spot, not moving at all and a little bit unsure to do. My feet were on the dry sand with nervousness. The dancers had already begun to parade, moving to the beat. It was not until I heard,

“Cut!” that I came to my senses.

I wiped the little sweat that was threatening to ruin my makeup. I could have sworn, everything froze that moment.

“Miss Nikki, do you need something?” The director asked. I had expected to be shouted and yelled on, just like the first day at Pink Moda. But it was when I realized things were different now, I cheekily smiled. A celebrity model was an important guest that was the reason why.

“Yes, some water please.” I let out, pretending to be burning inside. Someone immediately rushed to give me what I requested for. I sipped from it, with my eyes searching for Liam, through the sea of eyes, that were currently staring at the shoot.

Liam seemed to be busy with the females around him. I watched with fury, as he whi