Cordelia was studying for her last final when her phone rang. She picked it up and saw her new contact before answering, "Life model at your service," She heard a soft laugh on the other end, "Hey, what's up?"
"I need a huge favor," Cordelia bit her lip.
"Alright. Shoot," Cordelia twirled her pen around her fingers as she spoke to Misty.
"I need new shots for my portfolio in both black and white and in color and I was wonderin' if ya would model for me?" Cordelia was shocked for a moment, "I'll provide clothes and everythin'. I have a budget, I just need a model," The blonde bit her lip as she grinned.
"You really want me to?"
"I really do," Cordelia smiled.
"Okay, I think I can handle that. My last final is today so when do you need me?"
"Are ya stayin' in town over break?"
"I'll be here," She heard Misty shifting around on the other end.
"Would Monday work for ya then? And maybe Tuesday after I look at everythin'?" Cordelia pulled out her planner and wrote it all in.
"That's perfect with me. Where do you need me?"
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Cordelia triple checked the address she'd been given before shrugging and entering what appeared to be an old, abandoned building. She saw Misty running around as she stepped in the door and stood quietly for a moment to just watch the wild blonde. She caught blue eyes as the girl turned and faced her.
"Hey!" Cordelia grinned and stepped farther into the building. There were a bunch of different things set up in different rooms and she looked up when another girl stepped into the room, "This is Queenie. She's gonna do your hair and makeup," Cordelia nodded and turned to the other girl.
After finishing her hair and makeup for the first set of pictures, she was handed a white dress that stopped just above her knees and a pair of red heels. She raised her eyebrows but changed into it all anyway.
When she stepped back into the other room, Misty looked up and smiled widely at her, "Perfect," The shorter girl blushed lightly and stood where Misty pointed her to, "Okay, so.. Pose," The girl laughed.
"I can't just pose," Misty laughed.
"Sure ya can," Cordelia tilted her head to the side and raised an eyebrow, "Okay, turn away from me," Cordelia did so slowly, "And just slightly look to your left with your chin lightly elevated," She watched as Cordelia followed her instructions and snapped a few shots, "Great."
Cordelia grinned back at her in thanks and Misty snapped another one, "See, you're a natural," Cordelia shot her a playful glare and laughed when Misty snapped another photo and then snapped one of her laughing. Cordelia turned back to face her, "Okay, I'm gonna get ya ta change into this," She walked over and picked up a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, "Don't worry about shoes," Cordelia nodded.
She stepped back into the room barefoot and Misty grinned at her, "We're gonna step outside for the next few," Cordelia followed her out into the soft grass behind the building and Misty sat her on an old antique chair, "This is gonna sound weird, but I need ya ta trust me, okay?"
"Okay," Cordelia nodded and Misty looked at her for a moment, "Close your eyes for me please?" Cordelia shot her a look but closed her eyes and sat up straight on the chair, "Okay, now I want ya ta think about your child hood," Cordelia cracked an eye open to look at her, "Don't give me that look. Just do it," Cordelia took a deep breath and closed her eyes again, "Okay I want ya ta remember the best moment of your childhood," Cordelia nodded, "Can ya tell me about it?"
"Umm. My aunt Myrtle came to town for my seventh birthday and celebrated with me while my mother flew around doing god knows what," Misty watched her think about her memory for a moment.
"Okay, open your eyes," She snapped the photo just as Cordelia's eyes opened and smiled softly, "Okay, this one might be harder and ya can tell me if ya don't wanna do it," Cordelia nodded, "I need ya ta think about the worst thin' that ya've been through," Cordelia looked at her for a moment before nodding.
The blonde turned her head as she thought and within moments, tears were falling down her cheeks. Misty took a photo of her and walked around to get different angles. She then sat her camera down and kneeled in front of her. Misty cupped her cheeks in both hands and gently thumbed her tears away, "Okay, no more depressin' shit alright?" Cordelia laughed lightly and nodded.
She changed again. This time into a pair of floral shorts and a peach tank top. She slipped white sandals on her feet and stepped back into the other room where Misty had set up a few props.
"Ready?"
"Ready."