August 1st, 2003 Quote of the Day: "Why are wise man and wise guy opposite?"
Yes, I know, I haven't been paying much attention to this story. I feel more inclined to do things when I should be doing something else. I will try to update this story more frequently okay?
Scroll 3. Tour of Studio
After a few minutes, Naraku returned with a broken, tan high heel in his hand. "So, are you nearly done with those papers?" he asked.
"Almost." Kagome replied. Most of the information on the documents she signed were general, other questions asked about her experience and after rereading most of it, it made her look like a fast food worker applying for a job as a CEO.
"Great," Naraku said. He walked past her to sit down and start trying to fix the high heel with some kind of glue.
Finally, she had reached the bottom of the contract. Her eyes darted back and forth as she read the bottom: 'This signature states that I have read the regulations and requirements and therefore, henceforth do declare that I will work for ten months. And I understand if I break the contract I will be present in a court of law to justify here in…'
Ten months? Kagome thought. Well it's not like it was a small job, after all. Naraku was asking her if she was willing to commit. Before, she hadn't even realized how much of a decision it was. "I don't know about this." She asked out loud nervously.
"Know about what?" Naraku asked, not looking up from the shoe. For some reason the glue wasn't working.
"I don't know if I can do this." Kagome said patting the paper. Who knew what would happen if she didn't like modeling anyway? And if Inu Yasha were to say, "Our relationship or you're job, pick one!" she wouldn't know what to do. But then again, he couldn't ask for stuff like that could he?
"Well I think it's a very reasonable contract." Naraku said as-a-matter-of-factly. "I mean most modeling agents set their stylists up for years at a time with little or no benefits. Ten months isn't really that long, you'd be surprised….Oh for the love of – Kagura! Can you fix Mickie's shoe?? It must be possessed, no one else can fix it!!"
Kagura came over to take the shoe.
What should I do? What should I do?? Kagome thought frantically. On one hand, she might be signing her life away to something that could drag on and pull her into who knew what, but fame fortune, free stuff, what teenage girl didn't dream about it??
Naraku watched as Kagura popped the heel and the shoe was fixed. "Great! Take that to Mickie, she's in her dressing room." He turned back to Kagome patiently. "Well, Kagome?"
She looked up at him then clincked her pen and signed on the dotted line.
"Perfect!" Naraku grinned at her.
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That afternoon sun was high and there wasn't a cloud in the sky now that the rain stopped. Inu Yasha and his friends walked through the grass toward the fun sounding music of the carnival.
"Yeah!! Carnival!!" Shippou cheered.
Inu Yasha looked sad. He liked going to carnival's with Kagome, but she wasn't there to be with him.
Miroku went over and slapped him on the back as if reading his mind. "Cheer up, Inu Yasha! She's probably studying or something! You know how she's always failing math –"
"It's summer!!" Inu Yasha shouted.
"Well, you know how obsessed Kagome can get about school!" Sango said. This attempt to cheer him up only made the dog boy sigh very loudly.
"Okay, stop it." Kiyoko said pointing at him seriously. "We're here to have fun, Inu Yasha."
"Yeah! Consider it a day off from being a boyfriend!" Kiyoshi added.
"I want cotton candy!!" Shippou screamed and ran off into the crowd.
"Oh, crap! Now we'll never see him again!" Sango glared in the direction the hyper kid disappeared.
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"This is the dressing room." Naraku pointed at a room filled with dressing stalls that branched off of the green room.
"Where do the guys get dressed?" Kagome asked looking around.
Naraku pointed at the same dressing room.
Kagome's jaw dropped. "You mean EVERYONE gets dressed in the same place??"
Naraku nodded calmly. "You seem brighter then most of the models here!" he turned around. "It would have cost too much money to buy a separate dressing room, and it doesn't really matter either way." He lead her to other parts of the tour. "That big hallway leads to other studios, the green room we're in now does summer fashions….the yellow room is being used for swim suit fasions….there are private studios for…."special" modeling…" he grinned to himself as he continued with the tour. "There's a make up studio down there, and the room closest to the entrance hall is a sort of break room…it has a coffee machine, a refrigerator and fruit stand ……. there are a couple of chairs here, but we're not running a karaoke bar. There's also a notice board in there for important events and rescheduling, it would be a good idea for you to check that daily…." He turned to her and said. "Well, if you would like to look around, you may. The first photo session is the day after tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay." She nodded to him and he walked off.
Going back into a green room, Kagome paused to watch the other models. One particular model was very beautiful, with long flowing black hair and she struck vogue seductive possess while –ironically- wearing nothing but white. The next model was a woman with long blue hair in a pony tail and she was modeling colorful bathing suits with another girl with sea green hair in two ponytails hanging in front of her chest. They went for the cute poses. The one next to their set was a man with a man who wore a white shirt that looked like it was torn open in the front and he was modeling with a woman wearing a black dress with bits of lace. The woman dressed completely in white struck one more posse and the camera flashed for it.
"Great, Kikyo! Perfect as ever!" said the man behind the camera.
She smiled knowingly and he dismissed her. She began walking off toward the dressing room followed by Kagome. "Um, excuse me?" Kagome asked.
Kikyo kept walking like she didn't even hear her.
"Excuse me? Kikyo?" Kagome asked again.
Kikyo walked into one of the stalls.
"Excuse me??" Kagome asked again from outside of the stall.
There came a long agitated sigh. "Fine…" Kikyo said. She pulled an autographed picture of herself out of her purse and handed it to Kagome.
Kagome looked down at the photo and saw Kikyo smiling up at her with large white teeth. She looked back up at the real thing and jumped in shock as Kikyo gave the exact same smile. "Skedaddle on now! I need to get dressed!" Kikyo said ever so sweetly and closed the door.
"No-no, I'm not a fan, I work her now." Kagome called.
Kikyo opened the stall again, studied her then chuckled and said, "Oh! Then could you go get me a cappuccino? I've had a long day." She shut the stall again.
Kagome shuffled her feet. "Um, no. I'm a model, just like you!"
There was a short silence, then Kikyo came out of the stall dressed in a different outfit that was probably her own. She chucked as she came out and said, "Honey. You are not just like me." She walked past Kagome leading her out of the dressing room. "I have more experience, more connections, more fame, more stalkers." She spun around to face Kagome with a large grin that was supposed to look friendly but had the lingering sense of hostility. "Well, all I can say is good luck to you and have a nice day! You can keep the autograph." And before Kagome could say anything, Kikyo was there and gone.
Kagome stood there dumbfounded with a smiling picture of Kikyo in her hand. She blinked and looked at the picture again. It kind of made her sick to look at for some reason. The smile seemed a bit…..phoney. She stuffed it in her purse and decided to give it to Buyo later.
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Okay, there's that chapter. Sorry again for not updating in such a long time. I owe you if you review.
