Don't Stop Believin'
I do not own Maximum Ride!
Chapter 11: Photoshoot
Max POV:
Next Day
"UGH! Does this have to be so tight?" I exclaimed pulling my outfit this way and that.
"Hey! Don't stretch the fabric!" Bridget scolded removing my hands from my new shirt. Alright so now I'm somewhere in the middle of New York City, inside of some sort of giant, glass building, and getting ready for a photo shoot for that magazine 'Seventeen'. I had to explain to them that I was no longer that frilly, girly, pink thing that was on one of their pages a few months ago and that I'm more edgy and rock star like now. Which they took pretty okay and got to work on helping me into a rock star-like outfit and I had to admit I look like one of those girls that parents hate and forbid their kids from listening too. But then the kids just go out and buy my stuff anyway so they can seem rebellious even though there not really doing anything bad and just helping me make money. The days of a preteen...Anyway the outfit was really cool don't get me wrong, but it was REALLY tight! The designers said tight equals sexy and that I'm old enough now to be trying to attract an older crowd. I was about to protest and say I was only 15, but that would be giving away my cover because Maya's 17. So I get to look like a twenty year old rebellious college girl instead of a high school drama queen...Thank glob I don't have a mom or else she would kill me!
"Come on, Maya! The photographers ready." Bridget said strutting out the door. Yea, I said strutting. You would think she would want to be a runway model or something the way she walks all the time. I gave myself one more look in the mirror and saw a girl with messy brown hair with dark black sunglasses covering her eye's. Wearing a tight black cami with a fitted leather jacket over it and a pair of ripped, red skinny jeans with a pair of black combat boots at the end. Yep, this is far from Maya's old look. I chuckled at the thought of Maya seeing me in this, but sadly she has to stay in her apartment until I fix her reputation. HA-HA! Sucks for her. I then walked calmly out of the little dressing room and arrived in a room full of people buzzing around the set I would be taking pictures on. It was just a simple white backdrop with a few camera's and lights around it. That's not to bad...I thought slightly relieved.
"MAYA!" I spun around towards the voice and saw Ratchet in all his glory walking my way with a goofy grin on his face with Iggy who had a goofy grin too.
"What did you guy's do?"
"We got twins!" Iggy exclaimed happily giving Ratchet a chest bump.
"You got what?"
"Ugh, you've only been a rock star for a few days and your hearings already going," Ratchet exclaimed before walking closer to me and screaming, "WE GOT TWINS!"
"Ugh, Ratchet I heard you the first time!" I whined shoving him away before adding, "I was just a little surprised."
"What you don't think we can get twins?" Ratchet asked surprised.
"Of course not, I mean your both two young guy's. Was there even a female involved in this or did you adopt? Unless if one of you secretly as lady parts! GASP, IGGY WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!" I cried swatting his arm in shock.
"MAYA!" Ratchet exclaimed, but with a smile on his face.
"What? You said you got twins. I was just thinking it was a little early for kids, but if you're ready..." I trailed off in confusion.
"Yeah, twins! Twin girls who want to date us!" Iggy laughed. I slowly processed what he said and realized he meant twins as in two girls who look-alike that want to go on a date with them, not two babies that look-alike. Ohhhh...
"Wait so does that mean I'm not an aunt!"
"Yes." Iggy and Ratchet said
"Alright, then well...I better head over to that photographer." I said after a moment of awkward slience and I started walking away. It's not my fault I don't speak dude...I thought walking over to a tall man with a camera.
"Ah, there is my star." The man exclaimed in a thick russian accent.
"That's me right?"
"A funny star too! May I introduce myself, I am Dimitri and I will be taking pictures of you today." Dimitri said with a very dazzling smile.
"Nice too meet you, I'm Maya." I said shaking his hand. He shook it politely back and moved me onto the set.
"Alright darling, I need you too pose in ways that you are comfortable and just have fun, okay?" Dimitri asked before moving behind the camera. I gave a small nod and looked at the camera with a smile and awkwardly placed my hand on my hip. He snapped a few shots of me like that and I continued to think and then copy moves I've seen Maya doing, but I don't think Dimitri was too happy with them because he keeps furrowing his eyebrows each time he snaps a shot of me.
"Is there something wrong?" I asked after a few more pictures.
"No, no, no luv! You're doing just fine, but you don't seem like your acting like yourself." Dimitri explained quickly.
"Um, I don't really know what do." I admitted sheepishly. Dimitri's eye's softened before he said,
"You're probably just having an off day. Why not you take a moment to compose yourself while I get a new roll."
"Alright..." I watched Dimitri retreat to the back of the set before I screamed,
"RATCHET!" Ratchet quickly came running on the set with Iggy trailing behind and gave me a look over before asking,
"What's wrong?"
"I suck at taking pictures."
"No! You suck at taking pictures like Maya." Ratchet said softly. I sent him a glare and he quickly decided to add,
"Just take pictures like you, Max. Your changing Maya's image anyway, so you can't act like her."
"But what if they don't like me?" Ratchet placed his hands on my shoulders and bent down so he could meet my eye's and he whispered softly,
"How could anyone not like a short stack like you." I gave him a small smile and I was about to say something cocky back, but I was interrupted by a giant flash blinding my eye's and a russian voice saying,
"That is what I'm talking about!" Ratchet and I turned towards Dimitri in surprise and we saw him grinning at us grandly while snapping pictures rapidly.
"So this his the new boy I've been hearing about. Now this is what I call a brilliant moment. Come on give me something that you two do with each other!" Dimitri exclaimed still snapping pictures. Ratchet and me took a moment to remember the moment we had on the street yesterday and I mentally face palmed at the memory of Ratchet announcing us as a couple. I turned to Ratchet with a scowl, but he just grinned at me and said,
"I am alway's ready for a photo shoot! Come let me embrace you!" Ratchet ran up to me and wrapped his arms around me sending a familiar warmth through my body and I couldn't help the laugh that came out of me.
"Great!" I heard Dimitri beam, but now Ratchet and I were in full-blown best friend mode and weren't thinking about what was happening around us. We started doing different poses like us standing back to back with me looking up at him while he looked down at me. Or high fiving, fighting stances, pouty facial expressions to just mock most models, Ratchet giving me a picky back ride, and my personal favorite of me attempting to give Ratchet one. While we still posing and laughing I heard distantly a door slam open and a voice say happily,
"Now where is my girlfriend!"
Alright guy's sorry computer problems! You know how it is. But anyway's what did you think of this chapter? I will be writing another chapter Thursday! So Review! Review! I love reading them! I'm going to get a little bit personal, but I think, NO!, I know I love all of you and your craziness! So don't change! Answer to last chapter's question: I don't like fast-food so I don't have to say a slogan.
Question of the Chapter: What is your current favorite book? Mine is "The Selection" by Kiera Cass because I'm just like America! Which is a first for me with a book because I've never thought I was like a character until this book. If you haven't read it you should go to the nearest book place and read it because it is amazing!