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Chapter Four – Very Shaggable
Tala Valkov sat up in his bed, he grumbled as the bell of his apartment kept ringing. He lay back down, and waited…it still kept ringing!
"FOR FUCK'S SAKE!" He shouted getting up.
He threw open the door "Yes?" his blue eyes blazing, and his hair standing on edge more than usual.
"Morning" Kai muttered as he walked past him.
"Ah, the illustrious Hiwatari" Tala grinned and waved his arms in a 'magical' way "And what do I owe the pleasure?"
"You don't" Kai mumbled looking around Tala's apartment "Tala" he took note of the art, the sculptures…the cleanliness "This is not you"
"I know" Tala grimaced slightly, looking around "Hey I asked my agent find me a damn apartment, and this is what I got!"
Kai shook his head, he was amazed. His friend couldn't do anything simple himself, shopping he would hire a PA, finding an apartment his agent. Buying a car; yet again his agent. The only things Tala did was zoom around in his fast car, and get high on a lethal cocktail of drugs, well hopefully not anymore Kai thought darkly.
"You look annoyed" Tala noticed.
"I always look annoyed" Kai replied smartly as he wandered into the kitchen, it was chrome and marble, exotic spices and herbs and oils filled the shelves.
"Tala you don't even cook"
"Heck, some days I don't even eat" he grinned as Kai inspected the room.
Kai opened the fridge not surprised to find it fully stocked, he grabbed a beer and pulled the ring on the can open and took a gulp.
"You going to this high society party Friday?" Tala asked leaning over the counter in the middle.
"I don't know" Kai said shrugging his muscled shoulders "I can't be arsed to parade myself among the razzi" (1)
"That's a shame" Tala put on a mock sad face "I was hoping we could go…"
"Together?" Kai mumbled.
"No, no, I'm going with what's her face. Mathilda…Mathilda something or other" Tala clicked his fingers as if to conjure up the information he wanted.
"Oh" Kai understood the Mathilda, the young, very cute, rising Hollywood star "How did you get a date with her?"
Tala grinned and his blue eyes flashed.
"Let me guess" Kai moaned "Your agent"
"You know me all too well Kai"
"Well, it's not fuckin' hard to guess" Kai snorted while he followed Tala, this time Tala led him through a hallway that seemed like a gallery and led him into a spacious, minimally furnished yet glamorous living room.
"Whatever, my friend, whatever" Tala sunk into a leather couch and switched on the TV. It was already on the E! Channel. If you were in the celebrity business your TV channel rarely changed from E!.
"Now, on E! News" the preppy bright reporter smiled "Is there trouble in Paradise? Supermodel Raymond Kon, and model girlfriend Mariah, have been spotted arguing in the uptown café, Simmons"
The video showed the two in a very posh café, sitting next to each other at a table with a large umbrella over them the clip of Mariah snapping her phone shut, and Ray snatching the phone out of her hands and crunching underfoot with very nice shoes and shouting at her played on the screen.
"Pffft, please" Tala scoffed "Their relationship was doomed"
Kai sat back, hoping they'd change the subject soon.
"I can't believe it" a girl was practically crying into the screen "Ray and Mariah are like the perfect couple ever" she was squealing at this point "they, so like, cannot break up!"
Kai rolled his eyes. Fan girls, unbelievable.
"We spoke to co-ordinator Hilary Tabiana to find out the truth"
Kai sat up slightly as the brunette appeared on screen, she stopped frowned at the camera. She adjusted the bag and stack of papers she was carrying.
"Miss Tabiana, you work closely with Ray, can you tell us about his relationship crisis?"
Hilary had a mixture of disgust, amusement, and she looked like she was going to throw up on the stack of papers in her hands "Ray's personal life is his life not mine or yours, he tells me nothing, frankly" she now had a blunt tone " and I really don't care"
Kai smiled at this, and grabbed his beer from the end table. Tala switched off the TV and sighed "She's cute"
Kai said nothing but simply raised his eyebrows.
"I mean she's no Hollywood beauty, but there's something about her…very shaggable" Tala nodded.
Kai rolled his eyes yet again, very woman in Tala's eyes was probably 'shaggable'. Kai said nothing further and just looked at his friend.
"What?" Tala asked innocently.
"You" Kai replied simply
"Oh come on, because I hit on your woman?" Tala grinned wickedly.
"She's not my woman" Kai said slowly.
"Oh fuck me, you can't fool me…you're speaking to the love-man here"
"Tala love is not sleeping with the hottest thing of the moment and then telling her you'll call back tomorrow when you never will"
Tala's eyes looked right into his full of laughter "That's the longest thing you've said to me since I got back"
"Fuck you" Kai leaned back into the sofa and took a swig from the bottle.
"There's nothing wrong with liking her, like I said she's very-"
"Shaggable" Kai rolled his eyes and looked out the window to the pale blue sky.
"Exactly" Tala disappeared and he voice grew fainter "I mean I wouldn't want her when I've got the very cute Mathilda, would I?" his voice grew louder and so did his footsteps. As he entered the room he pulled a black t-shirt over his head.
"Right" Kai sighed inwardly.
"Kai, honestly you need to stop fuckin' sighing else you will become light-headed and faint. I am not going to take you into hospital when I can't even take care of myself let alone another human being" Tala lit a cigarette and took a long drag.
"Good to know" Kai eyed the cigarette at Tala's mouth and let out a small growl.
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Ray sat down and kicked the table, damn! The rocky morning Mariah and him had spent in Simmons was already on E!
'Shit' he thought. He laid in his bed, man he would give anything to take it back.
His phone rang, his ears perked up and he quickly scrambled for it, not even pausing to look at the call ID.
"Hello?" he said into the slim phone carefully.
"Hello Ray" a female voice sounded.
"Yes?" he sat up frowning.
"It's me Hilary Tabiana"
"Oh Hilary" he sounded a little pissed at the fact it was her not someone else.
"I'm assuming you've seen channel E!"
"Yeah" he sat back and crossed his legs underneath him "so?"
"Well Mr. Dickinson, thinks it's bad publicity" Hilary told him quietly.
"WHAT?!" Ray bellowed.
Hilary sighed, Ray think he had it bad? A few minutes after an E! News crew shows up in her face, the owner of Model Physique called and gave her a yelling down the phone. If anyone had listened to the conversation, one would think that Hilary was responsible for the breakdown of the relationship.
"Well" Hilary said simply "He says you either sort it out, he will not have such behaviour threatening the relationship of the firm."
"Fuck him!" Ray's face was red "I'm the one working my ass off"
'No you don't' Hilary thought as Ray continued ranting 'You parade round in clothes that cost more than a small car, you get paid thousands of dollars for sitting there striking a 'pose', no you don't work your ass off Ray'
"I'm sorry Ray" Hilary sighed.
"Sorry is not good enough" Ray snapped.
"Sorry, goodbye Ray, have a nice day"
The dead went dead and Ray threw his phone across the room, who did Stanley Dickinson think he was? Ray threw himself back into his bed and growled, how dare he? Dickinson was lucky it was Hilary that called, or else Ray would have given him a piece of his mind.
'Screw 'Model Physique'' Ray growled 'There are loads of other agencies fighting to have me, I could leave in the drop of a Hermes scarf'.
Ray's house phone rang, he dragged himself off the bed and walked slowly to the other side of the room. This time he didn't put in as much effort to pick it up, he just reached as the last ring went…
"Yeah?" he barked.
"Ray"
He stood straight and went rigid "M-M-Mariah?"
"Yes" she didn't sound annoyed, but she didn't sound happy either "I tried calling your mobile but it said it was unable to connect the call"
Ray glanced at the severed phone a few feet away, and a small dent in the wall. Damn, he would have to get someone to fix both those things.
"Erm, yes" he nodded, even though she couldn't she "Bit of difficulties with the current, I'll get a new one by tonight" he added quickly.
"Whatever, listen, what colour shall we wear to the High Society party? How about a deep-ish purple? You know, like that Armani shirt you modelled a few days ago?"
"Oh, right" Ray's stomach sunk a little "That sounds cool"
"Ok I want us to be matching, we have to look like a couple, and I don't want our reps destroyed" she said simply.
'BEEP-BEEP'
Ray grinned his cordless phone tighter, there went off her fuckin' two-way. Ray heard shuffling and a click.
"Argh" Mariah snorted "They want me to do ANOTHER Playboy photo shoot"
"Oh, that's good right?"
"NO" she exclaimed "Ray can't you get me a deal?"
"Mariah" Ray squirmed, Mariah was always pestering him to get a deal. But it wasn't Ray's place to find her a deal and his contract strictly stated he was not allowed to directly to promote any other model. "You know I can't-"
"Yeah, oh my phone"
Ray heard a new tone, his eyes went red, her old phone had only been… gotten rid of this morning yet she had gotten another one three hours later? And how the hell did people already know her new number?
"I have to go" she said faintly.
"Good, tell them you're busy" Ray smiled slightly.
"No, Ray as in I have to leave this conversation, goodbye"
Ray gently put the phone back. He sighed and ran a hand through his think, ebony hair. Damn, he was still second to a bloody phone.
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"Thanks a lot" the girl smiled at him "I know you're really busy lately, it was really nice of you to take the time to shoot my portfolio photos" she walked up to him and zipped up her sweater.
"No problem" Tyson pulled the cigarette tucked behind his ear and lit it "I think you'll go far" he added knowingly.
"Really?" she blushed thanks, her green eyes sparkled "I'm hoping to get a contract with Model Physique" she looked at him hopefully.
He took in the slender legs and arms, the long black hair, and startlingly green eyes. Definitely, model material. He secretly knew she stood a good chance but he kept his mouth shut.
"I don't know" he laughed slightly, as he began to place the camera carefully in his bag "I'm on contract with them, you know? I can recommend, but I can't choose who they pick. I can give you a reference too as well"
"Really?" she smiled "That would be great if you could" she leapt down from the small, makeshift stage.
"No, problem, listen, can you pick these up tomorrow?" he waved the film around "I'll be kinda busy after this Thursday"
"Erm, I kinda have to leave school early…" she frowned and looked concerned but then her face lightened "Of course! No problem!"
Tyson nodded "The reference will be ready too, listen get your portfolio into the agency ASAP, and you need to be quick. 'Model Physique' are getting very picky over who they choose and competition it heating up fast."
"Thanks" she nodded at him as she gathered her bag, she stopped pursed her lips and turned to him. "Hey by the way, erm, you've worked with Max Tate right? What's he like?"
"What do you mean?" Tyson started taking down the white screen with some effort "Physically, personality-wise? Work-wise?"
"Personality and work-wise, both" she prompted.
"Mmm"
"Oh please Mr Granger, I promise if I tell anyone you can rip up my portfolio" her green eye sparkled.
"I'll hold you too it, and call me Tyson, my granddad is Mr Granger" Tyson smiled as he thought of the old man.
"Ok" she grinned up at him, and flicked a strand of hair from her face "Please Tyson…please?"
"Work-wise, he gets it done…eventually, Personality, let's just say he's a little difficult" Tyson stopped rather abruptly and cocked his head to one side as he folded up the supports "Why ask?"
"Just wondering, you know, just curious!" she shrugged "Okay, bye Tyson, hopefully I shall see you soon, and thanks again so much for the photos"
"It's ok" Tyson waved "Good Luck and I'll hope I'll see you too Mariam"
N.B (1) Razzi – paparazzi, I shall be using that word a lot so…note!
OOOOHHH Mariam's getting a modelling contract eh? How will this affect Max? Poor Ray
(In cheesy TV voice) Tune in for the next update of 'Model Behaviour!'
If I get an even better response than last time, I will update ASAP