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Yes! He's Perfect

A struggling head strong young woman seeks to make a name for herself as a photographer in the fashion industry. She's given an opportunity to prove herself by doing a photoshoot for the men's underwear line of a huge fashion empire. Unware that the model she hired through an agency cancel at the last minute, Leah mistakes a gorgeous hunky guy as the model, giving him a pep talk, commenting on his looks and masculine body to the guys amusement. After completing, what Leah considers to be a successful shoot, she wishes the model who introduces himself as Logan Grey, all the best. Packing up, she receives a call from Mrs. Daniels who was happy to hear the shoot was over. Checking her phone at home she saw numerous calls and a message from the modelling agency. She reads a message stating that the model would be unavailable today and to reschedule. What? who was the guy in the shoot? The perfect model! How do I explained this to Mrs. Daniels?

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CHAPTER SIX

LEAH'S POV

I left Francis Fashions in a hurry to meet Jess for a meeting with the school Dean. It's hard for her but it's harder for me when they discipline her and I get a major backlash.

I fought to keep them both, giving up college one year before graduation, so that I could help grandmama with them.

If I get a signed contract with Francis Fashions, I could continue my last year of college online plus pay for Jerome's first year, although we're still hoping for a scholarship.

I arrived ten minutes late, so I already anticipate a murderous glare from the Dean, but I'll have to suck it up as usual.

I entered the main office to see the secretary giving me a small smile. "I'm sorry Ms. Scott, but Mr. Antoine, has another appointment, so he already left. He did say through that you should wait and if he has anytime in between, he'll see you then" she relayed his message sadly.

Blinking my tears away, I nodded acknowledging that I understood the message.

"Thank you, but I won't be able to wait. Can you give me another time and date to come in please?" I requested almost pleadingly.

Shaking her head without saying a word, I smiled.

"If I leave now, what does that mean?" I asked.

"Jessica will not be able to return until he meets with you." she explains.

"What happened to the girl who threw the open pack of milk on her?" I ask, curious to know the outcome of the bully that's been hassling Jess for the past two years now.

Without looking at me, "her parents dealt with it. She apparently said that Jessica provoked her" she said nervously.

Standing firmly, "so when exactly did they come in? Why weren't Jess and I asked to come in so that both families meet at the same time?" I demanded to know.

"I'm not sure" the secretary said, as she looks around nervously.

"Check your appointed logs" I advised her. leaning forward resting my palms on her desk as I waited.

"They never came in" she said nervously.

Biting my lower lip, deep in thought, " hold on a minute?" I said not waiting for her reply, "she wasn't compelled to come in and she was the who abuse Jessica? While Jessica and I have to pay the penalty?" I shouted, slamming my hands down on her desk angrily.

"They would say it's Jessica's word against hers" she says enlightening me of the problems that could arise.

With a firm bold look, "oh ok, I have no intention of meeting your 'Mr. Antoine' anymore, I'll just release the video of the incident that another student took of this prestigious schools bully" I wave my hands all around, the office space, to emphasize my point, "to the social media" I bluff.

"In the meantime, can you organize copies of Jessica Scott's file, with the video and unfair treatment of Jessica by the schools officials I will have no problems getting her enrolled in another school." I sat down in a chair opposite the secretary, "I'll wait" I folded my arms and leaned back, glaring at her.

She immediately stood up, "hold on' she says running out of her office

A smile breaks out on my face, I cross my fingers.

While I waited, my phone started ringing, rummaging through my handbag, I pulled it out, seeing a strange number,

" Hello?" I answered as professionally as I could under all my stress.

"Ms Scott! I hope I'm not disturbing your lunch engagement" the caller greeted me.

Frowning, "excuse me?" I responded.

"Well you did turn down my lunch invitation for your prior engagement" the voice that belongs to my hunky model, Mr. Logan Daniels.

"Ah, Mr. Grey, sorry, I meant Mr. Daniels. Well, honestly, my engagement wasn't going to well, but hopefully it might improve" I said.

"Ms Scott, how lovely to see you" Mr. Antoine waltz into the office with his hand outstretched, followed by his secretary.

"Hold on" I whispered.

Clasping the phone on my lap, without standing up, "Mr. Antoine, this is not a social call and I make a request from office. I believe your secretary will fill you in and please try to be be quick. I have a dinner date to start preparing for" looking behind him focusing on his secretary, "do you need my request in writing?" I asked her, as both the secretary and Mr. Antoine shared glances.

"Ms Scott, no need to make this rash decision, I'm sure we can find a solution here" he jokes.

"Mr. Antoine, aren't you busy? Well I am. so please, give me copies of my sisters academic work and I will be on my way" I glared at him.

"Please, don't be hasty! I will cancel your sister's suspension," he started to explain.

I stood up immediately, not caring that my phone fell to the ground.

"What?" I stood facing him angrily. "You will cancel her suspension? Why? Because there is a video proving once again that your incompetent administration choose a bully over my sister?" Shaking my head, wriggling my finger in front his face.

"Oh, no, I don't think so" it's been going on for two years and my sister who is the victim always has to be penalize by you!" I pointed my index finger at his chest.

"I have had enough of you" I turned to his secretary.

"Mrs Hills, please get my sister's file for me."

She stretch out her hand towards me, "your phone fell and I think someone's on the line"

"Shit" I muttered, taking the phone from her. "Thank you" I told her.

Putting the phone to my ear, I took a deep breath,

"Hello" I say quietly.

"Where are you?" Logan asks abruptly.

Flustered, "my sister's school" I responded automatically.

"The name" he requested impatiently.

What? Why does he want to know where I am? He probably thinks I'm in trouble!