Within Time: Divine

RHIANNON

The filming started at nine in the morning; I hated waking up before ten but a job was a job. I found the commercial lame but it was going to pay for my gas. The setting was in a class and the teacher had assigned her students an assignment to go up to the board and tell a story of what they did during the summer. I got the role of a popular girl. I was going to wear and advertise their clothing. The commercial started with the teacher falling asleep in the background as a nerd finished his story about how he defeated the captain of some monsters in a video game. As soon as he was done I went up and pushed the nerd out of the way and began telling what I had done during the summer. Apparently all I did was go shopping and buy the product.

"And I discovered this comfortable tank top and jeans made with one hundred percent cotton." I said with a big smile. Everyone acted amazed and clapped.

"Fierce boutique is everyone's style." I finished smiling at the camera.

"Nice finish." Called the director. Everyone took off in different directions but the guy who had played the role of the nerd followed me.

"Hey, you pushed me too hard!" He complained.

"It's my job." I said without turning back.

"No" he protested "Your job is to fake a push, but of course pretty little whores like you think they can do anything when they can't even fight someone like me."

"I never really liked nerds you know." I threw my self over his skinny weak body punching, scratching and biting him. I flipped him face down got on his back and grabbed both of his tiny wrists behind his back and pulled his curly hair until his head was in midair.

"Now what was it you were saying?"

"Sorry! I'm sorry" he wailed with tears and blood crawling down his face. I smiled.

"That's what I thought" I said as the director, Richard and others of the cast came running yelling for me to let him go. I pulled his head a bit higher and slammed his face on the floor. I got up to face Richard's red face.

"What got into you? Why would you do something like this during work? Especially to Simon!" He said holding tightly to my arm.

"First of all let go of my fucking arm." I wiggled out of his grasp "Second of all he came up to me and started offending me and third of all what's it to you?"

"What's it to me? Simon is the director's son." I looked back and saw Simon being helped by paramedics and the director walking towards me with an upset face.

"I am so sorry for my son's behavior, he gets beat up alot by many women because he just can't seem to respect them... especially the beautiful ones like you." I turned to Rick and raised a brow up at him he looked at me still with a disapproving face.

"I'm just not the type to take a joke very nicely especially from guys with his looks."

"A nerd?"

"You read my mind director."

"I can't even stand him." he said with a grin "He's actually my step son, and his mother wanted me to spend more quality time with him. I wanted to be shot when she told me this." I laughed so hard but Richard remained rigid without even a smile.

"Director I apologize for my model's behavior..."

"Oh Millbrook calm down, she's a beautiful very defensive teen and my boy is a jackass nerd without any hopes of being fixed." He turned to me "Now...what might your name be?"

"Rhiannon Lefebvre."

"Rhiannon, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. You are the best model I have ever had."

"Oh please director you're making me blush." I smiled wide. I had just found a new prey.

"Call me Mark."

"Mark...."

"Christenson." He smiled.

"Rhiannon would you kindly accept an invitation to dinner?"

"I would accept gladly if it weren't that I didn't anticipate this and I can't go to dinner looking like this with a guy as fancy looking as yourself."

"Oh don't worry about that. What size of dress are you?"

"Size two."

"Shoes?"

"Seven" I said a bit embarrassed about how tiny my feet were.

"I'll send my stylist to get you attire right away. Just take a seat and she'll be back in no time." He said with a wide smile. I nodded and he sent his stylist off.

A few minutes later his stylist was back with a short v-neck black dress and see through black lace heels. They ordered me to put it on immediately and as soon as I was out of the dressing room they hauled me to a chair to do my make-up and hair. My hair was made into glamorous waves and my makeup was done in simple warm tones that made my blue eyes stand out. They put a black satin clutch in my hand and dragged me towards a door where Mark was waiting.