It's Show Time

Grell P.O.V.

KNOCK KNOCK

Mmmm now who could that be? I untangled myself from the bed sheets to see that it was seven in the morning. I looked over to the door, and could hear that the banging kept going. I got up from the bed, and rubbed my eyes.

KNOCK KNOCK

"I'm going!" I swear who wakes up a lady this early in the morning. I went over to the door, and looked thru the eye hole on the door. I could see that there was blond hair on the other side of the door.

I opened the door, and saw that the blond was carrying a camera around his neck. "What are you doing here Ronald?" Ronald gave me a smile, and pointed to his camera.

"I was wondering if you have anything to do today, because if you don't then we can get started on the shoots for today."

I opened the door all the way, and let him in. "Don't you think it's a little early for all of this. I mean I haven't even properly gotten dressed, let alone put on my face."

Ronald made his way in, and went to sit on the couch crossing one leg over the other. "True, but if you want to be a great model noticed by great agencies then you're going to have to lose some of those bed hours. Didn't you tell me that you wanted to be noticed by great agencies in which you could show your talents on a runway?"

I sighted, and crossed my arms over my chest, "yeah, I did, but can't this wait for another hour or two. I really need to get ready."

Ronald shrugged his shoulders and waved his camera around, "do what you got to do, I'll wait here until you're finish with whatever you have to do."

I went over to my bathroom, and started running the shower water. I picked my clothes for the day, and took off my red nighty, and threw it to the hamper. I got inside the running water, and started soaking up my hair. I finished twenty minutes later, and stopped the water. Pulling the curtain to the side, I went to get my panties, and started to get dressed.

I came out the bathroom with black skinny jeans on with a red tank top over my padded bra, making me look as if I do have a chest. I saw that Ronald was eating some of my Special K cereal, and was jugging down the milk from the plate.

He cleaned his milk mustache with a napkin stashed in his pocket, and looked my way. "Oh, hey are you ready to go!"

I frowned at him, and reached for a plate of my own, "Oh, I don't know Ronnie how about we ask my stomach. Really do you need to ask ridiculous questions like this?" I poured some of my Special K Red Berry cereal on my plate then I poured some milk, and I went to take a seat on the two seated table in my living room.

Ronald scratched the back of his head, and gave me an apologetic smile, "whoops, sorry about that Grell. I just thought that you wanted to skip on breakfast today because of the shoot that I want to do." He picked up his finished plate, and was a gentleman to wash the plate for me.

"Well usually I would skip on breakfast for a shoot, but I also don't want to be considered an anorexic, now do I."

"Good point, that would be a bad image for any photo shoot. The last thing any top modeling agency would want is an anorexic model modeling their design. Any way that's not all I came here for, but I'll wait until you finish your cereal." He went over to the couch, and started playing around with his camera. What does Ronald want to talk to me about now?

I finished my cereal, and went over to wash the dish, and put it up to dry. I made my way over to the couch that Ronald was sitting at. "So what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Well, remember I told you that I would pass on your comp card to one of the agencies that I know." I nodded my head, "yeah, what about it?"

"Well guess what, the agency gave me a call this morning, and told me that they would be interested in an open call for you. They said they would be interested in a red head for their new fashion line. That is if you get the gig."

I started squealing, and hugged Ronald so tight that I could hear his back bone crack. "Oh, Ronald this is great! My first open call, I never thought that I would come this far."

Ronald lightly pushed me away, and gave me a friendly wink, "well believe it because not only will you be there so that they can see what you're made of, but I also heard that one of the top modeling agencies agent will be there."

"Really, which modeling agency?"

"Hm well like I said, I heard it from some random photographer running his mouth on juicy gossip. So it might be true or it might not, but in any case you gotta put on the best show if the agent is there. This could be you're big break."

I got up, and went to get my red high heeled boots, and then started to put on my makeup. Not putting too much so that I looked like a clown, but putting enough to give me that womanly smoky look.

I turned around, and said, "Ronald, could you wait for me outside. I'll only take a couple of seconds here."

"Sure, just hurry up cause the show will begin in an hour. I'll wait in the car for you." He made his way to the door, and closed it.

I finished doing my makeup, and looked at my refection. This was my time, and I was going to catch it by the tail. The mirror was a full body length mirror, reflecting the perfection that I was. The longer I stared at the mirror, the more I could hear all those who thought that I could never be a beautiful lady.

Oh, papa and, mama, you made me feel like I didn't have any value. I was only what you wanted to see, until I let loose my hair, and dressed like a queen. I put on high heels, and I put makeup on myself so I could be Beau~tiful! Then I walked to the door, so I could hear your screams. But your hateful chains can no longer stop me~! Now everybody will look at me because I know that I'm Beau~tiful, and because I do things that no one else would dare. Others will look at me with envy but finally, finally everyone would love me~!

I gave myself a smile, and a playful wink, and made my way towards the door; slowly closing it.

A/N: Okay another fic…I'm nuts I know, but this fic would not leave me alone. So here's the first fic I actually I wanted to do but chickened out because I have no idea how modeling works. I'll still post my other fic I'll just have to juggle TWO fics now. Yeah this is what happens when you got so much time, and watch Kuroshitsuji over, and over (and watch too many soap operas.) I hope I meat real life standards with this one. So please feedback is much appreciated, and this fic will contain real life modeling fancy words with a hint of Kuro in it.

P.S. If you want a specific fanfic (kuroshitsuji of course) then PM me. My mind is always looking for some new challenges, and like I said I have ALLOT of free time. Just make sure you post all the information, (genre, pairing, situation) all that jazz!

P.P.S It's got to be a one shot though!

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