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I walk out of hair and makeup looking completely different from my first look. I was in a long white and elegant dress. It dipped on my sides but covered my chest. It was slightly fitted showing off my amazing figure, not skin tight, but not loose either. There was a slit on the right side exposing my lean and toned muscles and showed off my killer gold, strappy high heels. My makeup was done to perfection with natural eyeshadow and contouring. My lips were a subtle light red and I had gold bracelets and earrings. And my hair was done in perfect curls.

The look before was badass and sexy, but this one…this look is drop dead gorgeous. I find Nicky sitting on her phone and when she looks up and sees me making my way over her eyes widen like saucers and she breaks out into a huge smile exposing all of her teeth.

"Holy fuck, blondie! You look smokin'. Did I mention I was single" she jokes

I beam widely, "Sorry, Nichols, you're not my type"

"I'm everyone's type!"

I give her a twirl and a flirtatious wink, "No, I'm everyone's type. Not everyone goes for the electrocuted maniac look"

"Ah fuck off, you're just saying that so I stop hitting on you" her grin never falters

"I like the attention, just not from you"

"Oh, that's right. You prefer it from someone tall, dark, and broody. If you ask me, the whole mysterious rocker chic vibe is overrated"

I roll my eyes and laugh, "Can we go now?"

She holds out her hand towards the door in a grand gesture, "After you, blondie"

We end up at some big warehouse that's a few stories high. It's rundown and dusty, but the inside is another story. Some of the windows are broken allowing streaks of light to shine in. The floors are a dark grey cement and all the walls are dark, red/brown brick. It's not much, but the rays of light that make their way into the building gives it a beautiful rustic look. My white dress is the perfect contrast of the whole place and I have to admit that Nicky is a genius.

"Great, isn't it?" Nicky asks as she gets out her stand for her camera and laptop.

"Wow, Nicky, this place is beautiful. How did you find it?" I ask as I slowly walk around the big space, running my fingers along the wall.

"I have my ways"

I just nod, I'm too much in my own wonder and curiosity to really say anything back. I approach a broken window and look out through the obscured view. The sun feels warm against my skin. The windows are somewhat tinted making the light seem bronze in color. I look at my arms and my skin is sparkling and full of warmth. There's not much to see, we are in the middle of what seems to be nowhere even though it was only a 30 minute ride out of Manhattan.

Nicky breaks the silence and my awe moment, "You're not even trying and these pictures…. Man, they are filled with so much wander and your eyes are practically shining. This is why you're going to make it"

I turn sideways to her, my hand still on the side of the window frame and smile, "I think that's the most sincere thing you have ever told me. Thank you"

"Just saying what I'm thinking, Blondie. Now let's get this shoot rolling!"

For the next couple of hours we continue with the shoot. Trying out different ideas. Nicky and I make quite the team.

"The pictures that Alex took, when you weren't really posing at your first shoot, you were sitting on the ground and she just captured the moment so well. You looked innocent and downright beautiful. I see what she sees in you. Don't take this like I'm trying to get with you, I'm not, but those pictures, were something else. And I think I was able to capture some of it today, in a different perspective and mood, but these are fucking amazing"

I walk over and look at the pictures on her laptop, "Those are fucking amazing" I simply state.

"I think we are done for the day. This was what we needed"

"I'm glad I could be a part of it, we heading back to the studio?"

"Yep, let's go!"

We arrive back at the studio around 7pm and are now in the elevator making our way to the 3rd floor, the studio.

"Is everyone back too?" I ask

"Some, I know Lorna, Poussey, and Brook are. They got back about an hour ago. Another group of models from a different agency came in and a few of the photographers are doing a quick shoot with them"

"What for?"

"They wanted Alex for it mainly, but some of the models are with the other photographers, so I think she's only with a few of them. Well known ones too, you might have heard of them. I don't know all of them that are there but I do know that they are supermodels from Australia"

"Australia?"

The elevator gets to the floor and the doors open. We walk out and pass the few offices and go in to the studio.

"Yea, Stella Carlin is one of them, she's about to storm her way to the top here. Crazy fucking hot from the shots I've seen, her face is perfectly symmetric and all that shit."

"Are these just test shots and they are going out or an actual shoot"

"More of like a mini shoot. The actual one is in a few days. You'll meet her along with the others, they might even want of few of our models, yourself included, to shoot with them."

We stroll into the lounge to relax for a bit while Alex is taking the test shots. Lorna and Poussey are already in there, so of course Nicky heads straight for Lorna and steals her away out of the lounge. Poussey and Lorna were changed into elegant dresses as well. I plop down on the couch next to you and she greets me with a wide smile.

"Ay, Chapman, they got you all fancy too"

"Yea, I guess all they have us all in it. Did you hear about the mini shoot they're doing with some supermodels from Australia?"

"Vause told me about it on our way back, she's with that Carlin chic and a few of the others"

"Who else is there besides Carlin?"

"There's Emily Pierce, Katerina Sloan, and Sidney Blair"

My eyes widen in realization, "Holy shit! They are here? They are practically known worldwide"

"Shits crazy right?! We get to meet them and if we click, they said we could shoot with them"

"What the hell are we sitting here for? Let's go meet them!"

I stand and hold my hand to her to help her up. She takes it and stands, smoothing her dress out. She's in a long silky purple dress that is off the shoulder. The color looks great on her and she had her hair done in tight curls.

As we head out of the lounge, we take the short walk to the studio where we hear boisterous laughter and flashes of the camera. I open the double doors and I see two women posing somewhat goofy but flirty in front of the white back drop.

Sidney Blair is mixed and has perfect caramel skin. She is a little shorter than I am with light brown wavy hair that cascades down past her shoulders. Her eyes are hazel and her laugh is sweet and child-like.

Next to her is Katerina Sloan. Katerina is shorter than the woman next to her, who is practically climbing on her back. Katerina is hunched over but even like that she is astoundingly pretty. I mean all of them are. Her hair is long and a coffee brown. Darker than her olive skin, but lighter than her dark brown eyes.

It's funny watching them interact and pose carelessly with one another. They look like best friends who have known each other since kindergarten. Behind the camera is the one and only Alex Vause and I swear she can out beat all of us in looks. There's just something about her, angelic yet not innocent one bit.

God the things she does, not pure or innocent at all. Unholy really.

I bite my lower lip thinking about our adventures in the bedroom. A smile forms across my face and I don't even realize Poussey was now standing over by Brook watching Sidney and Katerina.

"She's hot" a woman with a thick Australian accent says from beside me.

I turn and see a woman with dark brown, short hair that's swept back out of her face and light green eyes. She has well defined cheekbones and many, many tattoos all over her arms and neck from what I can see as she has on a white muscle graphic shirt that drops down low on her sides revealing a white Calvin Klein sports bra and more tattoos and black jogger pants and black vans. Her face is very symmetric, so I'm guessing this is Stella Carlin.

"Uh, what?" I say startled by her unannounced presence.

"The photographer. She's hot. Pretty badass too, the pictures she's taking are great which reminds me why we came here in the first place"

I hesitantly smile, not sure how to engage in a conversation with her, "Yea, Alex is amazing at capturing moments"

She walks and stands in front of me, eyeing me up and down with a wide grin, "You don't think she's hot?"

"No, I, uh, well I mean—" I stammer out before she speaks again

"If you ask me, she is, but I prefer blondes" she winks but it doesn't drive me crazy like when Alex does it.

When Alex winks at me flirtatiously or seductively, my whole body buzzes. It's like everything she does has this effect on me. I sometimes manage to get myself together and come off somewhat confident and seductive, but not in the way she does it. Maybe it's my doe-eyed innocence, I don't know.

"Are you not into brunettes?" still delivering a devilish smile that is almost more conniving than charming

"I'm sorry," I furrow my brows, "You're Stella, right? Stella Carlin?"

She tilts her head and it's not as cute as when Alex does it. She's cocky and arrogant, but Alex just exudes this self-assurance and confidence in herself that makes her so alluring, not egotistical like this woman in front of me.

"My apologies for not introducing myself" she holds out her hand, "Yes, I'm Stella Carlin. Pleasure to meet such a gorgeous American model whose name is…" she drawls out waiting for my answer.

I give her a smile showing teeth because the inner WASP in me is telling me to be polite, "Piper Chapman" I shake her hand

"Would you like take a few test shots with us, test out all of our chemistry and see how we look in a group shot"

"Oh my god I would love to" I beam brightly, a real smile this time and Stella breaks out into one too. She has a charming smile, I have to admit.

"Well, blondie, let's get you out of this dress. It's amazing, but not quite the look we're going for"

"Um, okay" and she takes my hand and drags me into the Sophia's room with all the clothes.

I come out in a faded grey crop top, very ripped, high-waisted white jeans, and white converse. Sophia toned down my makeup, adjusting it to the more casual look. Stella is right next to me, closer than necessary in such an open space. Sidney and Katerina are chatting with Poussey, Brook, Lorna, and Nicky over on the side. No one is posing in front of the back drop but I see Alex looking over a few pictures on her laptop.

Before I get the chance to go talk to her, Stella is standing in front of me. She's maybe an inch shorter than me so we are pretty much level, her light green eyes amusedly looking at me.

"So, you are into brunettes"

I tear away from Alex who I see is now talking to Emily Pierce and scrolling between photos. Emily has auburn red hair and soft blue-green eyes. Her skin is fair, but not alabaster white, hers has pink undertones. She has small freckles on her nose, only a few and they aren't dark. She looks sweet.

I decide to play along and banter with Stella, there's no use in acting awestruck anymore by such a well-known model.

"They tend to be my type, yes" I give her a small smile but nothing flirtatious.

"What else is your type? If you don't mind me asking"

"Well, I like guys…" her grin falters and her eyebrows shoot up, "and girls" and just like that, her smug grin appears on her face again.

"So you're fluid in your sexuality?"

"I am"

"God, this place is a whole zoo of models. You have people of different races, ethnicities, religious beliefs, sexual orientation and preferences, different body types and actual people. I love New York"

"We are quite unique and we're glad you could join us. I know this will be big for our photographers"

"Ah, don't sell yourself short. This model agency is a goldmine full of talent. You're hot Chapman. Your legs come up to your neck and you're like a walking American Girl Doll with your perfect blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes"

She's flirting now and I don't want her to think I'm interested, "Thank you, I think, I've heard Barbie but that's probably more accurate now that I think about it. I just need to talk to Alex real quick and then I'll take you up on your offer to take some shots with you and the girls. Lorna and them are taking some too?"

"They are, see you in a few" she winks before turning around and joining the other girls

When she leaves I now see Alex and Emily still talking. Emily is leaning in closely to her, but it's probably just her trying to get a better look at the photos. There is no need to be jealous, there is nothing to be jealous of. I walk around behind them until I'm in front of the laptop looking at them. I smile brightly at Alex and when she looks up from the screen she mirrors it.

Her smile, it's so genuine and it makes my body heat up knowing I can elicit that effect from her.

"Hey, you have a minute?" I ask glancing at Emily whose hand is lingering by Alex's on the keyboard and whose eyes have just now stopped admiring the raven-haired woman next to her and has acknowledged me as a person who is speaking.

"Yea, I actually have something to talk to you about. We can go to my office" she turns to Emily, "I will talk to you about the upcoming shoot later with the other models, great work so far"

Emily blushes and puts her hand on Alex's forearm for a lot longer than I would have liked, "Thank you, Alex, I'll see you a bit"

Alex removes her arm from her grip, nodding and it's incredibly hard to stop the corners of my lips curling into a smirk. Emily walks away, taking her time to back away slowly while still looking at Alex. I stare at her the whole time as she makes her way to the other girls completely oblivious to Alex's amused expression to my clear irritation.

When I turn back to Alex, I'm met with her eyebrow arched perfectly and her signature smirk on her face.

How is she so flawless?

"You okay there, Pipes?" she teases

I shake my head as if the movement is going to take away my irritation, "Yes, I'm fine, let's talk in your office"

She presses her lips together, trying not to grin, "Let's go, kid" she states as he grabs my hand and pulls me with her towards her office.

We go out the double doors and down the hallway back to the main lobby of the floor where her office is. She hasn't let go of my hand, our fingers still interlocked. It's a simple act and gesture but her hand is so warm and soft, they fit perfectly together. Not to mention the heat that her touch inflicts on my skin. We make it to her office where she opens the door and pulls me inside. She lets go of my hand and I don't even have the time to be sad at the loss of her touch because she grabs my waist and pushes me against the door causing it to close.

She kisses me hard and so intensely that my entire body feels it. Our tongues intertwine, battling for dominance. She easily wins. Her teeth pull at my lower lip and she runs her tongue across it soothing it over before delving back into my mouth. Our tongues dance together, igniting pure want inside me. It's this effect she has on me, I can't control it and I can't explain it. I just want her.

The grip on my waist is strong, her fingers curling into my skin. I bring my hands up the front of her body, gliding my fingers under her shirt and across her toned stomach. They continue their journey up to her breasts where I knead them through her bra. She groans at the contact and slides her knee between my legs, pushing her thigh into my center, causing me to moan against her lips. My hands are behind her neck now, running through her raven locks. Her mouth drops to my jaw and then to my neck. I crane my head back against the door to give her more room and she takes it.

Her tongue slides across my neck under my jaw, while her hands have moved to the button of my jeans. She expertly unbuttons my pants and pulls down the zipper with one hand while the other runs up my side coming back to the front where she grabs one of my breasts, squeezing it. She releases my breast with her left hand, only to push it down my pants under my panties towards my throbbing center.

She glides through my folds before entering me with force and I arch my back into her. She is pumping fast and hard at a rapid pace. She's relentless and it's driving me insane. She muffles my moans with her lips as she strokes my clit in circles, adding more pressure with her thumb as her index and middle fingers thrust in me. Within minutes I climax and lean heavily on the door while she helps hold me up by my waist with her right arm, still slowly pumping with her left. She removes her fingers and I come down from my high.

I look into her eyes that are nearly black in color and a smirk adorning her face. Without breaking eye contact she brings her fingers to her lips and sucks off my juices. She moans at the taste.

"Mmm, you taste so fucking good, Pipes"

I'm still not able to form coherent sentences, but manage to speak up, sounding more like a breathy gasp, "Fuck"

She brings her thumb to my face and traces my jaw, "You're hot when you're jealous"

"I was not jealous"

"No?" she tilts her head in her usual adorable way but also makes it look so goddamn sexy.

"I didn't like the way she looked at you, but that was not jealousy"

"It was still very hot. But for the record, I didn't even notice. I was too busy staring at you"

"Wow, I swear you're just a sappy romantic"

She chuckles as she leans in and captures my lips, "Only when it comes to you"

I smile against her lips and wrap my arms around her neck, making the kiss last.

"We better head back out there before someone comes looking for you" I mumble

"5 more minutes" one of her hands on my waist not allowing me to back up and the other on the nape of my neck not allowing me to lean away. It causes me to smile again and so does she. I wouldn't even call it a kiss now but she makes me so damn happy. Feeling her smile against my lips or my skin sends a wave of warmth throughout my body. She kisses my cheek and along my jaw and then my pulse point. I tilt my neck subconsciously, making my actions not back up my words.

"They came all the way from Australia. They might be wondering where you are"

"Let them wonder"

"Al…"

She groans into my neck before pulling back. Her eyes bare into mine before she leans in and plants a sweet kiss on my lips before stepping back completely so I can button my pants.

"Fine, but you're mine tonight. We don't have to work the next few days and I want you to at least stay for tonight. Hopefully you'll stay longer, but let's just plan for tonight right now"

"I'd like that" I say with a sweet shy smile

I zip up my pants and fix my hair. I walk up to Alex and fix hers too since it was my fault it got so disheveled, "But only because you really pull of this sex hair"

She chuckles and pulls me in for a chaste kiss before opening the door, "Let's get this test shoot done, kid" she husks.