Chapter 7: 7
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07h30 am Head in the ass in front of the bowl of cereals, Selena shakes me and then gets up me from my chair to take me to my shower. I watch the water running the open mouth as she pulls off the long T-shirt that I use as pajamas and pushes me under the water. What's this shit? Why do I suddenly find myself under it? The water is cold and I freeze my ass. I adjust the temperature and make the idea that whatever I do, I will be harassed today. Shower gel in hand I start, the operation removes the stench of the night that has invaded you. Once finished, I insist on the teeth to avoid giving the impression of having eaten a dead rat at breakfast. Black leather trousers, purple blouse closer to the aubergine color strung and black German paramilitary jacket. I am ready to face this meet where I have no desire to surrender, but my bank account depends on it, so I will do my best to avoid profanity as Selena says. Speaking of Selena, I go near her, she looks at my style and shakes her head but says nothing. We go down to the garage and take his super car. A fucking new BMW 430i Coupé BVA8 M Sport bought which makes almost more noise than an airplane when it starts. I wanted to try it in the garage but Selena did not want under the ridiculous pretext that it was too dangerous. I reassured her not by telling him I was eleven when I drove my first stolen car. I do not know the reason, but that day, she still looked at me like she was facing a idiot girl. I suppose that New Yorkers are very different from the peasants who do as well as they can with what they have on hand. The BMW plane takes off and rolls through the already crowded streets to the offices that of the company we are supposed to visit at Park Avenue South. We go down but have fifteen minutes before us before the appointment. So I want to a cafe to drink something but a hand grabbed my arm and pulls me to the place of appointment.
When we enter, a woman at the reception looks at me from head to toe and finally decides to greet us. "Hello ladies, do you have an appointment this morning?"
As I promised to make an effort, I take the floor. "Hello, yes we have an appointment with... you? Hum ..."
Realizing that I do not even know who I come to see, I look at Selena who puts a hand on his forehead. I still made a mistake because she seems exasperated. She sighs and walks past me. "Hello madam, we come to see Madame Bauer."
I lower my head feeling the heavy look of the two women on me then I see magazines. Here again wanting to do well, I sit in an armchair, cross the legs and take a magazine. Oh all these girls are really professional but wear too much makeup and look like to cheap whores. Ridiculous, all I can say is ridiculous. I try to throw this shit on the table on which it must be but it falls near the blue heels of a person x. Madame x although with her forty years passed is still very beautiful, slender and must measure more than one meter eighty. Her dark blue suit is perfectly matched with her shoes. She wears very little makeup and wears only two accessories to highlight it, a simple necklace very fine silver and a ring made of the same material. "Hello miss, it looks like we have an appointment today. I'm glad to see you're not stressed. Ladies follow me to my office, please."
A new pat on the head has just fallen on me so I start to sulk but remembering that a lot of money is the purpose of my coming here, so I take courage. We enter a beautiful office filled with photos of women. I want to burst out laughing thinking that this woman must be the queen of lesbians but I lower the head not to show that laugh ready to go out. Selena surprises me by saying something unexpected. "Hello Lily, sorry for this shameful display of the one who will be my daughter in a few hours. I accompanied her for this reason."
Although I am surprised I now know the name of Madam x, always suspicious, I check her identity plate on his desk. I see that she is assistant director. His gaze on me disturbs me a little. I feel the same as a mouse who would stir the buttocks in front of an angry cat. "Still welcome Selena and also to you miss. Can you please climb on this scale and then you will put your back to the wall here so that we notion your size and weight. 175.7 centimeter or 5,764 feet for 52 kilograms. Hummm, You are not very tall but we take note that you are only sixteen years. Here we recruit our models from 5.87 fett. Undress. Keep only your panties, please. Perfect, thigh, buttocks, arms, sizes breasts everything is perfect. Do you eat dietary or on the contrary, don't you pay attention to your food? Do you exercise regularly, if yes which one? Have you ever participated in a parade? Give me three reasons why you are interested in this job. Do you speak please."
As I put on my blouse I hear this series of questions. I have no intention of lying, I am the one I am. "I eat what I find in the fridge but since I live with Selena, I have to eat vegetables and fruit at every meal. If by excess you mean cakes and sweets, then yes every day. I never take weight, should I deprive myself? The sport seems to me too tiring so I prefer to watch others practice and mentally encourage them. I have never participated in a fashion show, I have only done photos until now but it's only been a year since I started so it may come. Quote why this job interests me is very easy. I like having my picture taken and playing the girls that I am not. Otherwise to earn money is also very interesting and the must is it allows me to avoid school.
Why do you look at me unceasingly in a strange way when I'm as honest as possible? Lying might be smarter, but the truth is always known one day, then why should not I say it? Selena cleared her throat. "Some of her answers can be explained because of the social and family context in which she has lived so far. For example she was still the only support of her younger sister and their refrigerator did not contain much. As you can see, she is very different from girls who you usually meet. Lisa is honest, a little too much. Outspoken, a little too much and she has her own style. She does not know anything about fashion so I start teaching her."
Madame x, continue to stare at me. "Lisa, if you join us, you will have to pay more attention to what you eat and you you will have to be more interested in fashion than in money. It looks like you're going to live with Selena so I do not worry too much about it. We expect our models to be not just bodies but also have a brain. We will ask you to work at the High School because for us it is essential. Do you want to join us Lisa? You are very beautiful and your perfect body for this job but when you speak you give the impression that you make fun of everything. This is also the first impression I got when you threw this magazine at my feet. Change this behavior or at least pay attention when you are in public because if you join us you will also represent Wilhelmina Models. If you feel ready to work on all these points and if you want to join us, we will talk about the contract immediately."
So much to change? It should be fine. I look at Selena who nods to approve. "I will do my best, madam. My education is not very good and it is obvious that you have felt it. I have already started working on it since I live with Selena and my progress is pretty good. I am ready to sign as long as the contract is not unfavorable to me."
Madam x, yes I like to call her that, tooks out some documents and puts them in front of us. "To begin with if you join us, we will ensure your training because although your work is very good and you have worked with major magazines you are to my eyes a complete beginner. Our role will be to make from you quickly a professional person and not a beginner who goes here and there without knowing exactly what she has to do and does it by instinct. We will find you good contracts and will do everything so that the customers with whom you worked, do not let you go but on the contrary you ask again. We will manage your career from A to Z. It can range from a simple car ride to a fashion show in Asia. We will support you and manage all so that you focus only on your work and do it well. I have not included exclusivity in your contract because you are only sixteen years old and I think it would be a mistake to do it. I am thinking of letting you grow up and very sincerely hope that you will be satisfied with our work. You will become Selena's daughter and we both know each other very well. It would annoy me a lot to have bad publicity in her magazine so I will be your only interlocutor and by extension the one who will manage your career. We are a professional agency and as such have a state license, which also means that we live on it. I clarify this point to address which always makes the models angry. These are the commissions we take. We will deduct you if you join us a fixed commission of eight percent per contract and know that it is the lowest commission levied in this agency. Some other points are in this contract but I would like you to read it yourself because you will have to do it very soon, although an agent will always follow you."
Eight percent is not much. The contract was very boring to read and I read it twice because Selena asked me to do it seriously. After having seen nothing that could make me refuse and in particular the non-existence of an exclusivity clause, I sign this contract in triplicate. It's annoying to read all those crap pages with these complicated, technical words that make my head hurt. Finishing to sign, a feeling of joy similar to that which I feel hearing the ringing of the recreation makes a smile appear on my face. Fuck finally over, here I am free. "Here, that's all signed."
Selena handed her finger and laughed while I looked at my signatures. What an idiot girl, I signed my old last name. After a fairly fast reprint, a new signature with the name of hanckok appeared on each pages which required a new signature. All these changes are too sudden and it will certainly take some time before it seems real to me. Madam X invited us for a coffee, but what a disappointment to discover that we were only going to the lobby where there was a vending machine. After a tiring morning, a greeting of rigor imposed, a return in the BMW plane and a very fast lunch, Amy rang the intercom and I realized that it was already 01h05pm. My Saturday which in principle should serve me to relax would be really tiring.
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07h30 am Head in the ass in front of the bowl of cereals, Selena shakes me and then gets up me from my chair to take me to my shower. I watch the water running the open mouth as she pulls off the long T-shirt that I use as pajamas and pushes me under the water. What's this shit? Why do I suddenly find myself under it? The water is cold and I freeze my ass. I adjust the temperature and make the idea that whatever I do, I will be harassed today. Shower gel in hand I start, the operation removes the stench of the night that has invaded you. Once finished, I insist on the teeth to avoid giving the impression of having eaten a dead rat at breakfast. Black leather trousers, purple blouse closer to the aubergine color strung and black German paramilitary jacket. I am ready to face this meet where I have no desire to surrender, but my bank account depends on it, so I will do my best to avoid profanity as Selena says. Speaking of Selena, I go near her, she looks at my style and shakes her head but says nothing. We go down to the garage and take his super car. A fucking new BMW 430i Coupé BVA8 M Sport bought which makes almost more noise than an airplane when it starts. I wanted to try it in the garage but Selena did not want under the ridiculous pretext that it was too dangerous. I reassured her not by telling him I was eleven when I drove my first stolen car. I do not know the reason, but that day, she still looked at me like she was facing a idiot girl. I suppose that New Yorkers are very different from the peasants who do as well as they can with what they have on hand. The BMW plane takes off and rolls through the already crowded streets to the offices that of the company we are supposed to visit at Park Avenue South. We go down but have fifteen minutes before us before the appointment. So I want to a cafe to drink something but a hand grabbed my arm and pulls me to the place of appointment.
When we enter, a woman at the reception looks at me from head to toe and finally decides to greet us. "Hello ladies, do you have an appointment this morning?"
As I promised to make an effort, I take the floor. "Hello, yes we have an appointment with... you? Hum ..."
Realizing that I do not even know who I come to see, I look at Selena who puts a hand on his forehead. I still made a mistake because she seems exasperated. She sighs and walks past me. "Hello madam, we come to see Madame Bauer."
I lower my head feeling the heavy look of the two women on me then I see magazines. Here again wanting to do well, I sit in an armchair, cross the legs and take a magazine. Oh all these girls are really professional but wear too much makeup and look like to cheap whores. Ridiculous, all I can say is ridiculous. I try to throw this shit on the table on which it must be but it falls near the blue heels of a person x. Madame x although with her forty years passed is still very beautiful, slender and must measure more than one meter eighty. Her dark blue suit is perfectly matched with her shoes. She wears very little makeup and wears only two accessories to highlight it, a simple necklace very fine silver and a ring made of the same material. "Hello miss, it looks like we have an appointment today. I'm glad to see you're not stressed. Ladies follow me to my office, please."
A new pat on the head has just fallen on me so I start to sulk but remembering that a lot of money is the purpose of my coming here, so I take courage. We enter a beautiful office filled with photos of women. I want to burst out laughing thinking that this woman must be the queen of lesbians but I lower the head not to show that laugh ready to go out. Selena surprises me by saying something unexpected. "Hello Lily, sorry for this shameful display of the one who will be my daughter in a few hours. I accompanied her for this reason."
Although I am surprised I now know the name of Madam x, always suspicious, I check her identity plate on his desk. I see that she is assistant director. His gaze on me disturbs me a little. I feel the same as a mouse who would stir the buttocks in front of an angry cat. "Still welcome Selena and also to you miss. Can you please climb on this scale and then you will put your back to the wall here so that we notion your size and weight. 175.7 centimeter or 5,764 feet for 52 kilograms. Hummm, You are not very tall but we take note that you are only sixteen years. Here we recruit our models from 5.87 fett. Undress. Keep only your panties, please. Perfect, thigh, buttocks, arms, sizes breasts everything is perfect. Do you eat dietary or on the contrary, don't you pay attention to your food? Do you exercise regularly, if yes which one? Have you ever participated in a parade? Give me three reasons why you are interested in this job. Do you speak please."
As I put on my blouse I hear this series of questions. I have no intention of lying, I am the one I am. "I eat what I find in the fridge but since I live with Selena, I have to eat vegetables and fruit at every meal. If by excess you mean cakes and sweets, then yes every day. I never take weight, should I deprive myself? The sport seems to me too tiring so I prefer to watch others practice and mentally encourage them. I have never participated in a fashion show, I have only done photos until now but it's only been a year since I started so it may come. Quote why this job interests me is very easy. I like having my picture taken and playing the girls that I am not. Otherwise to earn money is also very interesting and the must is it allows me to avoid school.
Why do you look at me unceasingly in a strange way when I'm as honest as possible? Lying might be smarter, but the truth is always known one day, then why should not I say it? Selena cleared her throat. "Some of her answers can be explained because of the social and family context in which she has lived so far. For example she was still the only support of her younger sister and their refrigerator did not contain much. As you can see, she is very different from girls who you usually meet. Lisa is honest, a little too much. Outspoken, a little too much and she has her own style. She does not know anything about fashion so I start teaching her."
Madame x, continue to stare at me. "Lisa, if you join us, you will have to pay more attention to what you eat and you you will have to be more interested in fashion than in money. It looks like you're going to live with Selena so I do not worry too much about it. We expect our models to be not just bodies but also have a brain. We will ask you to work at the High School because for us it is essential. Do you want to join us Lisa? You are very beautiful and your perfect body for this job but when you speak you give the impression that you make fun of everything. This is also the first impression I got when you threw this magazine at my feet. Change this behavior or at least pay attention when you are in public because if you join us you will also represent Wilhelmina Models. If you feel ready to work on all these points and if you want to join us, we will talk about the contract immediately."
So much to change? It should be fine. I look at Selena who nods to approve. "I will do my best, madam. My education is not very good and it is obvious that you have felt it. I have already started working on it since I live with Selena and my progress is pretty good. I am ready to sign as long as the contract is not unfavorable to me."
Madam x, yes I like to call her that, tooks out some documents and puts them in front of us. "To begin with if you join us, we will ensure your training because although your work is very good and you have worked with major magazines you are to my eyes a complete beginner. Our role will be to make from you quickly a professional person and not a beginner who goes here and there without knowing exactly what she has to do and does it by instinct. We will find you good contracts and will do everything so that the customers with whom you worked, do not let you go but on the contrary you ask again. We will manage your career from A to Z. It can range from a simple car ride to a fashion show in Asia. We will support you and manage all so that you focus only on your work and do it well. I have not included exclusivity in your contract because you are only sixteen years old and I think it would be a mistake to do it. I am thinking of letting you grow up and very sincerely hope that you will be satisfied with our work. You will become Selena's daughter and we both know each other very well. It would annoy me a lot to have bad publicity in her magazine so I will be your only interlocutor and by extension the one who will manage your career. We are a professional agency and as such have a state license, which also means that we live on it. I clarify this point to address which always makes the models angry. These are the commissions we take. We will deduct you if you join us a fixed commission of eight percent per contract and know that it is the lowest commission levied in this agency. Some other points are in this contract but I would like you to read it yourself because you will have to do it very soon, although an agent will always follow you."
Eight percent is not much. The contract was very boring to read and I read it twice because Selena asked me to do it seriously. After having seen nothing that could make me refuse and in particular the non-existence of an exclusivity clause, I sign this contract in triplicate. It's annoying to read all those crap pages with these complicated, technical words that make my head hurt. Finishing to sign, a feeling of joy similar to that which I feel hearing the ringing of the recreation makes a smile appear on my face. Fuck finally over, here I am free. "Here, that's all signed."
Selena handed her finger and laughed while I looked at my signatures. What an idiot girl, I signed my old last name. After a fairly fast reprint, a new signature with the name of hanckok appeared on each pages which required a new signature. All these changes are too sudden and it will certainly take some time before it seems real to me. Madam X invited us for a coffee, but what a disappointment to discover that we were only going to the lobby where there was a vending machine. After a tiring morning, a greeting of rigor imposed, a return in the BMW plane and a very fast lunch, Amy rang the intercom and I realized that it was already 01h05pm. My Saturday which in principle should serve me to relax would be really tiring.
07h30 am Head in the ass in front of the bowl of cereals, Selena shakes me and then gets up me from my chair to take me to my shower. I watch the water running the open mouth as she pulls off the long T-shirt that I use as pajamas and pushes me under the water. What's this shit? Why do I suddenly find myself under it? The water is cold and I freeze my ass. I adjust the temperature and make the idea that whatever I do, I will be harassed today. Shower gel in hand I start, the operation removes the stench of the night that has invaded you. Once finished, I insist on the teeth to avoid giving the impression of having eaten a dead rat at breakfast. Black leather trousers, purple blouse closer to the aubergine color strung and black German paramilitary jacket. I am ready to face this meet where I have no desire to surrender, but my bank account depends on it, so I will do my best to avoid profanity as Selena says. Speaking of Selena, I go near her, she looks at my style and shakes her head but says nothing. We go down to the garage and take his super car. A fucking new BMW 430i Coup BVA8 M Sport bought which makes almost more noise than an airplane when it starts. I wanted to try it in the garage but Selena did not want under the ridiculous pretext that it was too dangerous. I reassured her not by telling him I was eleven when I drove my first stolen car. I do not know the reason, but that day, she still looked at me like she was facing a idiot girl. I suppose that New Yorkers are very different from the peasants who do as well as they can with what they have on hand. The BMW plane takes off and rolls through the already crowded streets to the offices that of the company we are supposed to visit at Park Avenue South. We go down but have fifteen minutes before us before the appointment. So I want to a cafe to drink something but a hand grabbed my arm and pulls me to the place of appointment.When we enter, a woman at the reception looks at me from head to toe and finally decides to greet us. "Hello ladies, do you have an appointment this morning?"As I promised to make an effort, I take the floor. "Hello, yes we have an appointment with... you? Hum ..."Realizing that I do not even know who I come to see, I look at Selena who puts a hand on his forehead. I still made a mistake because she seems exasperated. She sighs and walks past me. "Hello madam, we come to see Madame Bauer."I lower my head feeling the heavy look of the two women on me then I see magazines. Here again wanting to do well, I sit in an armchair, cross the legs and take a magazine. Oh all these girls are really professional but wear too much makeup and look like to cheap whores. Ridiculous, all I can say is ridiculous. I try to throw this shit on the table on which it must be but it falls near the blue heels of a person x. Madame x although with her forty years passed is still very beautiful, slender and must measure more than one meter eighty. Her dark blue suit is perfectly matched with her shoes. She wears very little makeup and wears only two accessories to highlight it, a simple necklace very fine silver and a ring made of the same material. "Hello miss, it looks like we have an appointment today. I'm glad to see you're not stressed. Ladies follow me to my office, please."A new pat on the head has just fallen on me so I start to sulk but remembering that a lot of money is the purpose of my coming here, so I take courage. We enter a beautiful office filled with photos of women. I want to burst out laughing thinking that this woman must be the queen of lesbians but I lower the head not to show that laugh ready to go out. Selena surprises me by saying something unexpected. "Hello Lily, sorry for this shameful display of the one who will be my daughter in a few hours. I accompanied her for this reason."Although I am surprised I now know the name of Madam x, always suspicious, I check her identity plate on his desk. I see that she is assistant director. His gaze on me disturbs me a little. I feel the same as a mouse who would stir the buttocks in front of an angry cat. "Still welcome Selena and also to you miss. Can you please climb on this scale and then you will put your back to the wall here so that we notion your size and weight. 175.7 centimeter or 5,764 feet for 52 kilograms. Hummm, You are not very tall but we take note that you are only sixteen years. Here we recruit our models from 5.87 fett. Undress. Keep only your panties, please. Perfect, thigh, buttocks, arms, sizes breasts everything is perfect. Do you eat dietary or on the contrary, don't you pay attention to your food? Do you exercise regularly, if yes which one? Have you ever participated in a parade? Give me three reasons why you are interested in this job. Do you speak please."As I put on my blouse I hear this series of questions. I have no intention of lying, I am the one I am. "I eat what I find in the fridge but since I live with Selena, I have to eat vegetables and fruit at every meal. If by excess you mean cakes and sweets, then yes every day. I never take weight, should I deprive myself? The sport seems to me too tiring so I prefer to watch others practice and mentally encourage them. I have never participated in a fashion show, I have only done photos until now but it's only been a year since I started so it may come. Quote why this job interests me is very easy. I like having my picture taken and playing the girls that I am not. Otherwise to earn money is also very interesting and the must is it allows me to avoid school.Why do you look at me unceasingly in a strange way when I'm as honest as possible? Lying might be smarter, but the truth is always known one day, then why should not I say it? Selena cleared her throat. "Some of her answers can be explained because of the social and family context in which she has lived so far. For example she was still the only support of her younger sister and their refrigerator did not contain much. As you can see, she is very different from girls who you usually meet. Lisa is honest, a little too much. Outspoken, a little too much and she has her own style. She does not know anything about fashion so I start teaching her."Madame x, continue to stare at me. "Lisa, if you join us, you will have to pay more attention to what you eat and you you will have to be more interested in fashion than in money. It looks like you're going to live with Selena so I do not worry too much about it. We expect our models to be not just bodies but also have a brain. We will ask you to work at the High School because for us it is essential. Do you want to join us Lisa? You are very beautiful and your perfect body for this job but when you speak you give the impression that you make fun of everything. This is also the first impression I got when you threw this magazine at my feet. Change this behavior or at least pay attention when you are in public because if you join us you will also represent Wilhelmina Models. If you feel ready to work on all these points and if you want to join us, we will talk about the contract immediately."So much to change? It should be fine. I look at Selena who nods to approve. "I will do my best, madam. My education is not very good and it is obvious that you have felt it. I have already started working on it since I live with Selena and my progress is pretty good. I am ready to sign as long as the contract is not unfavorable to me."Madam x, yes I like to call her that, tooks out some documents and puts them in front of us. "To begin with if you join us, we will ensure your training because although your work is very good and you have worked with major magazines you are to my eyes a complete beginner. Our role will be to make from you quickly a professional person and not a beginner who goes here and there without knowing exactly what she has to do and does it by instinct. We will find you good contracts and will do everything so that the customers with whom you worked, do not let you go but on the contrary you ask again. We will manage your career from A to Z. It can range from a simple car ride to a fashion show in Asia. We will support you and manage all so that you focus only on your work and do it well. I have not included exclusivity in your contract because you are only sixteen years old and I think it would be a mistake to do it. I am thinking of letting you grow up and very sincerely hope that you will be satisfied with our work. You will become Selena's daughter and we both know each other very well. It would annoy me a lot to have bad publicity in her magazine so I will be your only interlocutor and by extension the one who will manage your career. We are a professional agency and as such have a state license, which also means that we live on it. I clarify this point to address which always makes the models angry. These are the commissions we take. We will deduct you if you join us a fixed commission of eight percent per contract and know that it is the lowest commission levied in this agency. Some other points are in this contract but I would like you to read it yourself because you will have to do it very soon, although an agent will always follow you."Eight percent is not much. The contract was very boring to read and I read it twice because Selena asked me to do it seriously. After having seen nothing that could make me refuse and in particular the non-existence of an exclusivity clause, I sign this contract in triplicate. It's annoying to read all those crap pages with these complicated, technical words that make my head hurt. Finishing to sign, a feeling of joy similar to that which I feel hearing the ringing of the recreation makes a smile appear on my face. Fuck finally over, here I am free. "Here, that's all signed."Selena handed her finger and laughed while I looked at my signatures. What an idiot girl, I signed my old last name. After a fairly fast reprint, a new signature with the name of hanckok appeared on each pages which required a new signature. All these changes are too sudden and it will certainly take some time before it seems real to me. Madam X invited us for a coffee, but what a disappointment to discover that we were only going to the lobby where there was a vending machine. After a tiring morning, a greeting of rigor imposed, a return in the BMW plane and a very fast lunch, Amy rang the intercom and I realized that it was already 01h05pm. My Saturday which in principle should serve me to relax would be really tiring.
