Prisca parked her hair in a bun with her face filled with smiles. The ray of the morning light pierced into the room which she shares with Sandra. As college students, they both decided to rent a nice apartment where they can live together.
With a little touch of foundation on her face, she turned to Sandra who sat on her bed painting her long nails.
"How do I look?" Prisca Inquired with a smile, her blue eyes glittered with pride.
"You looked like you just got hit by a bus".
Astonished by Sandra's reply, Priscalooked sad, "Is it that bad?".
Sandra burst out into a loud laughter, "I am just kidding girl, you look hot and seductive" she winked with a smile.
Priscalaughed, "You got me right on the spot Sandra, you know how much I hate this" she walked towards her brown bag and picked it up.
"I was joking girl, you know you look so beautiful, I bet your agency manager won't be able to let his eyes off you" she smirked, "You should probably give him a chance Prisca, it's time you get laid girl".
Prisca Laughed, "I got laid two weeks ago,you are making it a bit like it's been years' ' she placed her hands on her waist in an akimbo style.
"But I got laid yesterday, now you can see the difference between the last two weeks and yesterday" Sandra let out a proud look on his face.
With a smile, Prisca Wore her heels, "You have a boyfriend and I don't, you can get laid at anytime but I have to wait until I see a man who can match up to my taste and render me the best service that even James can't render to you" she winked to her friend who couldn't believe what she just said.
"You shouldn't say that about my man Prisca, my man is hot" Sandra defended with a proud look on her face.
Prisca laughed, she walked towards the door and held the doorknob,"I know that James is hot but if he is so hot, why do you keep on sleeping around with other guys?".
Sandra sighed, "James loves me and I know that it will be hard to find another guy who will love a bad girl like me" she paused and continue, "Even if I end up with James, I will continue my promiscuous act, that's me baby girl and you know that I can't change" she glanced at her nails with great satisfaction.
Prisca Laughed, "Anyway, I have to go for my photoshoot, I am hoping that a popular model agency can pick me and make me work for them. I am tired of going to endless auditions and this agency I am working for isn't paying to my taste".
Sandra shook her head, "You have to calm down Prisca, trust me, you will get what you desire, just don't stop trying and one day, your face will be all over billboards and magazines as the best model of the year, isn't that exciting" she squealed at her thoughts
Prisca smiled, "You give me a lot of hope Sandra, thanks a lot".
Sandra winked at her, "It's nothing, you have to leave now, it's almost 9 am".
"Alright, later"
Prisca walked out of the room and headed towards the front door, she picked up her phone from her bag and scrolled through it, her eyes fixed on it as she walked out of the house into the open street of London.
She looked up, stopped a taxi and got in, her eyes fixed on her phone as the driver drove her to her destination.
After some minutes, Prisca got got out of the taxi, paid the driver and walked towards a tall building.
With a smile on her face, she looked at the security guard who let her in.
"Good to see you Miss Prisca" he said with a smile.
"Good to see you too Mr Justin" Prisca replied and walked towards an elevator not far away from the exit door.
She got in, pressed the third button which took her straight to the third floor. Within seconds, she got out of the elevator, shoved her phone into her bag and walked towards a large room, the sound of voices filling her eyes as she approached it.
"Good morning Mr Smith" She greeted a middle aged man whose eyes brightened at the sight of her but he quickly hid it.
"You are late Prisca".
"I am sorry Mr Smith, I got caught up with something" She placed her bag on a nearby table.
A young woman sat not far away from Mr Smith, she looked new and obviously, Prisca haven't seen her before.
"Prisca" Smith stood up and walked towards her. "Meet Cynthia , she will be working along with you". He introduced with a smile as he glanced at his two models.
Cynthia , a tall skinny blonde walked closer to Prisca with so much confidence that it irritated her. Prisca stared at the girl walking close to her, with her walk steps, it's obvious that the girl isn't new into the field and Prisca feared that she might take her part in this agency as the best model. She looked up at the blonde's face, she had sharp gray eyes, her binder hair rested on her shoulders and her lips were filled with red shiny lipstick that made her look so fierce and incredibly stunning.
"Nice to meet you Gen" Cynthia smiled but to Prisca, she could see it as an evil smile, a smile that made her feel very uneasy.
"Mr Smith told me a lot about you and I can see that he doesn't lie a bit" she said scanning Prisca who narrowed her eyes as she tried to get a meaning of what this lady means.
"Well, I am happy that I will be working with you, I just hope that we can be best of friends in this field, don't worry, I won't take the spotlight away from you" Cynthia smirked, her eyes not leaving Prisca who wanted to explode in anger.