Chapter 2

Summary: People think being a model is oh so easy, but it's hard work. Having people call on you and put orders is quite annoying. And when your boss is attracted to you, everything is all the harder. But I guess you can say that there are some perks...

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi nor the characters used in my story

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Clare's POV

I met Alli at the club and ordered a cranberry martini. I sat down on the barstool beside her, carefully, as I made sure my little black strapless dress didn't ride up.

"Today was painful" groaned Alli.

I sighed and took a sip of my drink. "Isn't it always?"

"I had to be in a shoot with some egotistical, snobby, fake wannabes today, who also tried to make my look bad in front of Pierre Dudevant. PIERRE DUDEVANT." she exclaimed.

"Well that's sad to hear. But obviously they didn't succeed"

"Of course not! Even though I'm not as young as them, I have the experience, the body, and the charm." She said smugly.

"Yes Alli, I know" I reminded her. We had both been discovered as models at the age of 15. We were walking in the mall one day, and went into a photo booth. When we came out, a man was holding our picture and praised at our appearances. He immediately gave us his name card and told us to call him if we were ever interested in the modeling world. So we did, and here we are now.

"So Clare, enough about my day. How was yours? It was a 'La Vie En Rose' shoot, right?" Alli asked.

I nodded.

"Lucky, they pay SO well" she took a swing of her beer.

"Well it should, considering I was basically naked." I complained.

"You've done nude shots before, why the sudden hate?" Alli questioned.

"Well before, Alicia Kagay was my head, NOT Elijah Goldsworthy" I gritted.

"Ohhhh" Alli clued in. "The boss that fawns over you" she winked.

"Why do you find that amusing?" I groaned.

"Clare. He's your BOSS. You can take advantage of that!" Alli said like it was the most common thing.

"I don't want to use him as lift up the ladder. I want to earn my spot at the top by myself." I stated.

"Well if that's what you want. If I were you, I would chummy up with him" Alli shrugged. "I'd love to wear the million-dollar bra at the VS fashion show."

"I want to too, but I don't want to have to sleep with him to get it" I said guilty since I already have.

"...Clare... I know that voice. You already slept with him didn't you?" She looked straight at my eyes.

"Ugh. Yes." I groaned.

"WOOHOO!" Alli yelled.

"What?!"

"Was he good?" Alli winked.

"God, Alli. Stop it" I covered my face.

"Well then why did you?" She asked.

"He just- UGH. He's so charming and sexy with his smirk and green eyes-" I said first annoyed, then started getting dreamy.

"Woaahh Clare! Falling hard for your boss?" She grinned.

"You say that like its a good thing!" I said confused.

"Well duh! You need a love life Clare!"

"But-" I got cut off.

"No buts. He's good looking, smart, and wealthy, what else more could you want?"

I thought about it and sort of agreed with Alli's sense.

"Fine. I guess he is a pretty good catch..."

Alli clapped her hands together.

"BUT, he has to make the first move" I finished.

"Oh Clare, don't worry. He will." She grinned.

The Next Day At The Studio

Eli's POV:

I walked around the boardroom discussing the new projects that were coming up.

"Okay, Bill, we will go with your idea." I nodded. "Now let's move on to our last topic - The Victoria's Secret Fashion Show" I paused as everyone cheered.

"Raise of hands to who wants to go?" I joked as every model in the room shot their hand in the air.

I smirked. "I will be going over your profiles today, and I will post the list on Friday, which is three days from now." Everyone listened attentively. "You may go now" I dismissed.

Clare's POV:

I nearly jumped out of my chair when Eli asked who wanted to be in the VS fashion show. I was so excited, and so was Alli as she let out a ear piercing shriek.

"Eeek! I can't believe it! Three months until the phenomenal runway!" Alli said starstruck.

We were super excited as this was the first year we would be able to be in it, since it was a requirement that you must have been a model for at least 5 years.

"Think about it Clare! We are going to be broadcasted EVERYWHERE. This will be the shot to stardom!" Alli gushed.

Even though we were both supermodels, we weren't as known as the others, such as Tyra Banks and Adriana Lima. We were newbie supers, aspiring to become world class.

Alli and I walked back to the lounge and sat down with the other models.

"I can't wait to see the lineup!" Katie exclaimed.

"I wonder who get the million-dollar bra!" Tori said excitedly.

"You mean, 2.5 million!" Maya corrected.

Everyone was gossiping until a knock came from the door.

The door slowly opened, revealing Adam Torres - Eli's most trusted consultant and best friend. He cleared his throat and said,

"Clare Edwards?"

Everyone turned their heads at me as I smiled and raised my hand.

"Good, Mr. Goldsworthy would like to see you in his office" He explained.

No one except Alli and Adam knew about Eli and I's relationship, meaning they didn't know that we were on a first name basis, which explains why Adam was so formal in front of all the models.

"Okay" I said as I stood up, smoothing out my mini summer dress.

Adam led me to Eli's room and opened the door.

"She's here" Adam announced.

Eli smirked. "Good. Adam, you can go now, and for you Clare-" He motioned me to come in with his fingers.

Adam left and closed the door, leaving me and Eli alone once again.

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