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She filled her friends in after dinner as it was her unpaid job to do so. Out of prying ears, they chatted away but not without Eloïse assisting in assembling her friend's luggage which wasn't easy considering Marila's sea of outfits. It overflowed to the extent of Eloïse offering an extra suitcase for the remainder. They had barely four hours to their flight and the trio wanted to make it as memorable as they could. "When's our Cali cruise?" Marila asked. "You are the working class here, you tell us." Eloïse retorted. "Well, I suggest the first two weeks of summer." "Finn and I planned on hiking the Havasupai fall during the first week, so..." "The next two weeks then. Good?" Bennie zipped her suitcase. "Good." "Good for me too. Not like I have anything doing of my life anyway. Oh my, I envy you, Bennie. I heard the Havasupai falls are gorgeous." "Heard so too. Finn is the reason I'm visiting it. Said he's been there o
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Eloïse entirely understood the puffiness of her eyes as she stared at her reflection on a roughly hand-cleaned portion of the vaporized mirror. She had spent close to an hour talking with Ace, another one fantasizing about the audition, and half of the next hour chopped by the tension of the meeting with Leonard LeBeau all of which left her with basically one and a half hours of sleep until her alarm went off.The meeting was scheduled at nine leaving her with barely fifty minutes. Her phone buzzed. Still situated in the comfortable corner of a pastel pink single sofa near her bed where she had flung it the previous night, Eloïse rounded up the application of gloss on her puckered lips before reaching the noisy gadget. "Hey, good morning, Bennie," she used the opportunity to widely spread open the curtains and windows. "How was the journey?" "Safe until now that I found fake ass roaches in my dresses," She calmly said. "With a cutely written supposedly thr
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But for the noisy engine of the old truck, they had ridden in human silence for a while along a serene route almost void of human presence. The boy ought to have been skeptical, unfortunately, he wasn't since the beggar was kind enough to free him from the real danger. "What ya name, kid?" The young blond said nothing at first as his brain calculated, analyzed, and concluded. "Greene." "Greene," he repeated as if testing the temperature of the water before doing his business. "Why that?" Again, he asked. Greene finally sighted a tattered excuse of a convenient store after minutes of riding. Its once brilliant painted walls of what should have been a striking shade of bubble gum pink were now flaking cream white. The rust embellished Break and Take retro signboard which had seen better days than he had, bizarrely hung on a risky forty-eight-degree angle. He would have thought the place was abandoned if he hadn't seen an old lady walk out of it
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"Good morning, Zaphrina ma belle," Leo, with his thick French-accented voice, greeted as he quickly sprang out of his leather chair to welcome the duo from the door. He kissed both Zaphrina's cheeks before turning to Eloïse, "and this must be the talented future queen of fashion," he kissed Eloïse too who had reddened by the sycophancy. "Eloïse," she said with a radiant smile, even though not asked. She had surprised herself there by not faltering with the whole festivity going on in her head, chest, and stomach. Eloïse was indeed star wrecked. "Oh, wonderful name. Come, come, have a seat." Leonard was a typical ancient French six feet quarter to fifty years old man with glimmering dark brown hair which was always in its signature length and gelled style. His face was impeccably smooth as a baby's skin and comprised of deep dark eyes, a hawk's nose, and small lips. In his costume demi-Saison, he sauntered to his chair like he was afraid to step on an ant which made him seem to be
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There was enough to feed a small town that Eloïse couldn't help but ask the occasion. "For today and a hopeful future," her father replied with a gentle wine glass lift. "To you, the family, the company, and you again most especially." She smiled, but as preoccupied as her mind was she managed to remember and inform Beth of her well-received and appreciated surprise. The mashed potatoes mouthful Bethany squinted her eyes in utter annoyance. "There's something cute behind every malicious act you cook," Eloïse forked a diced carrot, "quit trying to be a terrorist will you?" "Let me be," she replied flatly. "If this is how you behave in school, no wonder you're single at seventeen. You scare the boys away," she muttered. "You know nothing about what's going on and I told you before, I don't need a boyfriend. Boys are trash," she whisper yelled. "Then let me. You know I'm always all ears." Her relationship with Beth wasn't the best as far as sisterhood was concerned and she didn't
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Having enough of being avoided all morning, Eloïse took it upon herself to hold an iron grip on Beth immediately after they made it home from service. With determination shot eyes, she pulled the chunk of sullenness up the stairs and straight to her room where she made sure to lock it and shield it arms folded. "What are you doing?" Beth asked, struggling to get her sister out of the doorway. "Let me go." "Hey, stop," but as an older, she hadn't to be intimidated by Beth's size and almost hovering height. So she fought back, gently as friendly, until Beth's civilization. "I want us to talk, so will you please spruce up that face," she expected her sister to apply as announced, instantly, but the ball of yarn was adamant. "I'm not repeating myself, Bethany. So do as I say else you're not leaving this room." Bethany hesitated, rolled her eyes, and straightened her face as earlier requested. "No eyes rolling. I'm trying to create a conducive environment here. So you'll walk back, make
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The long-awaited Monday sprouted like a healthy bean seed; fresh and promising, contrary to Eloïse's preoccupied mind; aged from thinking all night and anxious about meeting Craig again. Their meeting was planned for 9 o'clock leaving Eloïse with three hefty hours ahead, enough for a tension-relieving run, an attitude and utterance rehearsal, and a little counseling service from her two friends which of course was of no help with Marila's chained-up different seductive approaches and Bennie's vague 'act normal and go with the flow' card. She didn't want to act normal for she would be acting awkward instead and she had no flow whatsoever. Eloïse screamed her frustration in her pillow before preparing to leave. "I heard today's the d-day," Zaphrina's body emerged from the kitchen with a batter-stained apron. "Can I expect some juice on your return?" "Nope, 'cause there won't be any. May I remind you that it'll be strictly professional." Remembering her discussion with her husband
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Eloïse cleared her throat, "well, given that models have specific criteria required based on distinct modeling agencies, those eligible for this agency, that of course, you attribute to, are confidence, coolness," she unconsciously fidgetted with her pen. "Adequate height, uh, flawless facial ensemble, perfect skin, and—" "Hmph! I'll love it if you were more personalized and a lot more elaborate, if you do not mind, that is." She swallowed, not understanding why she was so uncomfortable with the request. "You..." She saw him nod once. A confirmation of what he wanted to hear. "Have quite some rare attributes, for instance, your symmetric face. It's delicate, smooth, clear, and perfectly trimmed in the right areas. Defined. It has this...naturally coaxing wonderful eyes that completely stands out and gives this sense of seriousness and hotness at the same time. To it is this surgery-free ideal nose; thin, straight, and pointy." She scanned, "your lips...your lips are intricately stru
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