Chapter 4 – Heero, a super hot model!!!
Heero stared at his invitation. If everything on it was correct, then this would be the correct building. He gazed at it. A huge sign on top said Teenager Model Agency. Heero fidgeted in his pocket, making sure he had his guns in place, just in case. Not many people knew about him being a model. In fact, it was only Ami who found out. Even his parents had not known. He hadn't returned to their house since last night and he couldn't be bothered to waste money on calling them. Little did he know that Ami had told almost everyone, that Heero was going to become a model, and they were all lined up at the front of the building waiting for him...
He walked towards the building to see a huge amount of people waiting for him. Suddenly he realised who were they were and struggled keeping his face normal. Even that girl, Michiru, was there, with her girlfriend, Haruka.
The crowd cheered as he walked towards them and he felt a little steamy on his face. He quickly turned to look in another direction. He was the perfect solider, and these kids weren't going to get the better of him!
"I told you he was a model. Don't I have good instincts on picking the right guys?" said Michiru, teasing Haruka.
"What is that supposed to mean?" question Haruka angrily, wondering why she had agreed to coming here.
"You don't like guys."
"That doesn't make sense!"
"You don't like popular guys!"
"That doesn't make sense!"
"It does make sense," echoed the group. Ami sweat dropped, remembering the conversation. She had hear it twice before, and it was getting old.
Haruka twitched angrily. She tightened her fist. She tried to control the jelousy burning up inside her, but knew better than show it. Plus, Michiru said to enjoy herself, but she was on the edge of cracking. Michiru was teasing her much more than usual.
"What are you doing here?" said Heero controlling his voice coolly.
"Oh sorry, it was my fault," said Ami nervously. A slight blush reached her cheeks and she turned away in embarassment. "I told them you were going to be a model, and they wanted to come and see yout first... PRIVATE lesson," said Ami again staring to the other side.
"I didn't want to go. Michiru forced me," complained Haruka angrily.
"Oh come on. He's only 16 years old. Give him a break will ya?" exclaimed Michiru walking inside the building.
"I'll give you a break when we are alone! Right now I cannot stand it here!"
"Alright, we will go. Hotaru can stay here though. Its true, that I am not bored whem I am with you. Let's go."
Haruka stared at the ground dumbly. She hadn't been expecting this, but she smiled at Michiru and pulled her out of the building.
Heero turned his head back at the group. They shuffled their feet nervously and stared at the ground. All but Duo who suddenly whistled for no reason.
"Go Heero! Just go in there and have your lesson. God, we aren't that of a disturbance are we?" said Duo cheerfully. Heero turned and glared at him, making even Shinigami fall on his knees in apology.
Heero turned his head back to the door and walked in without saying another word. An excited teacher greeted him, shaking his hand quickly. Her eyes met the group behind him and looked at them in astonishment.
"We are his fans. Come to watch, the famous Heero's first modelling lesson," said Ami winking at Heero.
Suddenly the teacher's eyes glittered and she dreamily stared at the group.
"Just imagine it," said the teacher out loud. "We have Heero, the bestest model in the world, with a cheerleading squad. A new band, in which Heero sings, and..."
"And we can be the cheerleading team! Famous for being the top, number one fans of Heero! The best MODEL!!!" screamed Minako grabbing the teacher's hand.
The group sweat dropped and Heero suddenly felt it was a huge mistake to accept the invitation. If his thoughts were correct, which they had to be, this woman had barely and experience in teaching, and wanted results straight away. Not that Heero couldn't do that. He was there for the money and nothing else.
"Stupid Onna," grumbled Wufei walking into the hall, which the teacher was hurriedly pulling the group into.
The teacher almost pushed everyone into their seats and rushed to the stage, pulling Heero with her. He flinched away from her hand and walked up to the stage.
"Ok, we, the girls will create the cheerleading sqaud. Me as the leader of course," exclaimed Minako. The other girls nodded even though they had a bad feeling about this.
"And then, we'll be the band," exclaimed Duo.
"I don't think so Duo. I am not going to be in any band," screamed Wufei angrily.
"Fine then! Quatre and Trowa will be in it. I don't care about you!"
"QUATRE!!!!!!"
Quatre cowered behind Trowa. He didn't think a band was a bad idea as long as Trowa was in the band too. He tried imagining Wufei playing on the saxaphone. He giggled and smirked at Wufei. This would be quite interesting.
"My name is Nicky, and I am going to be your teacher and manager for the next at least 2 years," said the teacher exitedly.
Heero stared at her and concentrated on what she was saying. He would have to do exactly what she said or else he wouldn't get that much money.
"Now listen," began Nicky. "There is not much you need to know, and history is a waste of time. I have my own names for modelling. There is still modelling – when a person photographs you and Moving modelling – what they usually show on tv. Those are the two types you need to know right now. Firstly we will start with photography. I had already signed you up to modelling clothes for this rich woman. Basically the plan goes like this – I am your manager and get 11% of your profit. Trust me, soon you will be rich."
Heero nodded and sighed. His first lesson was about to begin, and he had a bad feeling that his "fans" were going to go extreme with his modelling.
"Ok, now stand like this," said Nicky. Maybe she did know what she was doing...
Heero listened to her as she explained each move and how to impress a crowd. He was standing, with his hand in his pocket, most of the fingers out of the pocket. Now she made him sit and was telling him what the cool way of sitting was. Heero tried to absorb all the information. Modelling wasn't as easy as he thought.
"Ok guys. Let's decide on our costumes," said Minako standing on the other side of the hall.
"Well, Heero has five letters in his name and there are five of us so... why don't we each have one of his letters?" asked Ami shyly.
"You are a genius!!!"
"I am?"
"That is perfect. Now, what colours are our costumes going to be?"
"Green and black, like his tank top and shorts?"
"Ami! I think you should be the leader! You are so smart at this!"
"Wait 'til it comes to the dancing. Then I have a problem," said Ami blushing.
"So, I'll play the guitar," said Duo. He stared at his band. They all looked extremely bored and were barely paying attention to him at all. "Oh come on! A little bit of enthusiasm maybe? I'm going to play the ELECTRICAL guitar!!!"
Duo sighed and fell on his chair exasperated. He tried to think what Trowa would play. For some reason the drums popped into his head. He quickly took the thought away but it jumped back in his head. No! There was no way, Trowa was going to spike up his hair or let his hair out without using gel. It just wouldn't go right. Duo shuddered at the thought. Maybe he should think about Quatre's instrument.
"I could play on the drums," said Trowa as if reading Duo's mind.
Duo jumped off his chair and fell on the floor in fright. Trowa sweat dropped and Duo shrugged.
"Ok, if you say so," said Duo nervously.
The hours dragged on and the group came scrambling out of the agency. Even the mighty Heero looked exhausted and could barely stand on his feet. Nicky had forced him to repeat the whole walking pattern 50 times. The only thing that kept him going was the fact that she kept telling him that he wasn't good enough. The second most tired person was in fact Ami, who suddenly appeared to be very good at dancing, and became the leader of the cheerleader team.
"Mina, why are you so tired?" asked Duo.
"I had to do all the screaming, because Ami doesn't force us to work hard enough," exclaimed Minako still in her high pitched loud voice. The group sweatdropped.
"Well, we have to part ways don't we?" asked Makoto smiling.
"I guess so," said Ami turning around.
Heero nodded and turned to the same direction as Ami.
"The mansion I live in is very close to your house. I'll walk with you," said Heero catching up with Ami. She smiled in return and turned the block.
"Lets go get something to eat. I'm starving," said Ami pulling Heero before he could object.
Ami ordered a small pack of fries. Heero got himself a hamburger and large sized chips half price, after the shopkeeper fell desperately inlove with him. The two had to escape before the manager caught up with them.
They ran up a huge hill and sighed as they reached the top. Ami was breathless but Heero didn't seem tired at all, and just a minute ago he was exhausted from modelling. Ami turned her head and sighed happily.
"Look, we got a great view of the beach and we didn't even realise," exclaimed Ami turning around to face the beach. The sun was just setting and the water was coloured in beautiful shades of the rainbow.
Heero slowly ate his hamburger, but Ami gulped her chips down quickly and gazed dreamily at the ocean. She heard a rumbling noise from her stomache and blushed slightly.
"I guess I'm still very hungry," said Ami smiling.
"Why didn't you get more food?" questioned Heero.
"I'm running short of money. I really should get a job. I don't know why, but my parents haven't been sending me cheques from America for a while. I wonder if they are having a good time there. I know they are really busy. They must be too busy to send me some money," said Ami without realising what she was saying.
Suddenly she covered her mouth. She shouldn't have shared so much information with him. She didn't want anyone to know of her troubles, but when she was with him, all her secrets seemed to pour out before she could stop them. Something about him told her she could trust him, no matter what he did.
"Aren't your foster parents worried about you? You haven't visited them since last night. Don't be too hard on them ok?" said Ami trying to change the topic. She mentally slapped herself. She was on the wrong topic again. She shouldn't have said that.
Suddenly Heero stood up. She quickly stood up too, hoping she hadn't insulted him. He didn't seem mad, but what could she tell from his face?
"You are right. I should go. Here," said Heero giving her his untouched chips.
"Wait a minute. You are exhausted aren't you? I'm sure you are more hungry than me," said Ami.
"How long have your parents not sent you money?"
"About a month..."
"Ami, take the food. I don't need it. I can control my hunger but you can't," said Heero leaving the chips in her hand.
He placed his hands in his pockets and walked down the hill. Ami looked at her hand again. A fifty dollar note was left in her palm. She gasped and turned to call out to Heero, but he was gone. She smiled to herself and turned to walk the opposite direction. Maybe she wouldn't starve so much this week.
