colors ; a.i

one ; "private class later?"

this is a new story I've started. I'm not entirely sure how it will work out but I'm hoping it will do even better than thrill ride! Enjoyy xx

Paris is running late for class.

The modeling agency had hired her as a nude model for a local, free art class.

The girl had a fierce personality and the body of a goddess. Blond silky hair, perfect curvatures, she's got it all.

She's worked with Victoria's Secret and other major stores in need of a professional model.

She was stuck in traffic ; as usual. The traffic was strangely more delaying more than ever. Not a single car would move because they did not want to collide into another vehicle.

Her hand stayed glued to her ear.
"You got this, Par! I believe in you!"

She pounded her perfectly fist on the steering wheel in dire frustration.

The time read 2:32, and her job was at 2:30.

"Come on! This can't be happening!" she whined to herself.

  "Just breathe, chica. It's not the end of the world."

Paris sighed, "Fine. Maybe you're right. It's not because you're my friend. It's because I'm done with this!"

"That's the spir- Hey! I thought I was your best friend!"

That made Paris laugh. "Ok, ok. See you tomorrow, Paige."

Paige is Paris's best friend. She's a model too with extremely similar features. You'd think they're twins.

Just as she was about to pass on a free opportunity for money and give up, a lane finally opens.

Paris pulls into the semi-full parking lot connected to a freshly assembled brick building with a sign that read, "Maurice's Art Studio."

She took in a deep breath, and made her way into the coffee smelling office space.

The Receptionist gives me a smile as she points towards the room where the current art class is being held.

She knocks on the wooden door as she opens it slowly.

"I'm so sorry I'm late! I got stuck-"

"That's quite alright, Ms. Nottingham. Just take the empty seat in front of the class and get settled."

The model sits down, and takes a moment to scan the class room. Mostly guys; few girls.

Her eyes settle on a dark brown headed man with nicely toned arms, holding a paint brush in his hand and observing his canvas.

She catches herself staring at the muscle man, accidentally making awkward eye contact.

It was hard not to. He had a sharp jawline, and Asian type facial qualities; strong looking arms and a toned stomach showing through his tight shirt. He's very attractive, and there is no denying it.