Walk A Different Path 🤍 Jaa/First

Chapter 4 ~ please help ~

"oh my gosh, who is this hunk?" the photographer said while gushing over Maskwa.

Maskwa leaned against the door frame with his hands in his pockets, his eyes fixed on Sam. He had escorted him to the house where his colleagues were staying and had stuck around for a while just to see what they were up to which was nothing much at the moment.

Apparently there was some hold up and no one knew what they were supposed to be doing.

"can't you call the other models people and find out what's going on?" one of the guys said to the photographer.

"yeah, like they're going to tell me anything" he replied.

"so what are we supposed to do, just sit around until ..." Sam's cell phone began to ring, it was his agent.

"hello" Sam spoke into his device.

"there's been a delay Sam, the other model who was supposed to be in the shoot, he's had an accident and they're trying to find someone else at short notice but all the good ones are fully booked"

"shiyaa! so what do we do in the meantime?" Sam asked him.

"wait I guess and I'll keep you informed" Sam's agent replied as Sam's eyes flitted around the room and landed on Maskwa

"hey, what if I knew someone who's on location right now?" Sam said.

"who is it, will he do it?" his agent asked.

"I don't know but there's only one way to find out ... listen,  you just get those designs up here and I'll be in touch soon and hopefully with a few proofs" Sam replied.

"what did he say?" Sam's colleagues asked him.

"that European guy, the model who was supposed to be joining the shoot, he's been in some kind of accident and can't make it so we need to find someone else and fast" Sam replied, his eyes going back to Maskwa.

"what about it Maskwa? your tall, hot and we are desperate" Sam said.

"oww my gosh yes" the photographer gushed then the make-up guy stepped forward to examine Maskwa's skin.

"I could definitely work with this" he nodded.

"what about the hair?"

"no, leave his hair alone" Sam snapped, everyone making plans as if it was a done deal.

"so can you help us out?" Sam asked him once more.

"what would I have to do?" Maskwa replied.

"pretty much the same as you're doing now, let my friends here make you up and style your hair then dress in the outfits and just act natural, I'll do the rest" Sam replied, as a seasoned model he could work with anyone.

"what are the photographs going to be used for?" Maskwa asked.

"it's for a magazine, a very well established magazine and newbie models are crying out to be on the cover of it" the photographer said.

"I'll think about it, when do you need an answer?" Maskwa asked.

"as soon as possible so the photographer can take some test shots so he knows all your best angles" Sam replied.

"I'm pretty sure all his angles are his best angles" the photographer added.

"I'm going home, I'll let you know when I've got an answer for you" Maskwa replied.

"wait, I'll come with you, there's no point standing around waiting" Sam called out to Maskwa's retreating back.

"so ... what do you think?" Sam asked him excitedly.