Chapter Ten | The Photoshoot
Today I have a photoshoot with WWE to put on their website, or was it for a magazine. I wasn't listening when Morgan was talking about what the photshoot was.
All I could think about is how the past week, Brock and I have been getting closer as friends. He is a quiet person, and sometimes it's frustrating, but it's cool.
"You have a photoshoot, and then you have a meet and greet, so don't forget, and how's Brock?" Morgan asks.
"Thanks for the information, and why are you asking about him?" I replied.
"Because you guys have gotten so close, which is weird because you have a big fat crush on him," She says.
I sigh, looking over at Morgan.
"We are just friends, nothing more," I said.
"Whatever, you don't have to tell me anything; just go get ready to go," She says, walking away.
I stand up, brushing off the crumbs of my granola bar off my jeans.
"How long till we get there?" I ask her, getting in her car.
"Probably twenty or thirty-four minutes," She says.
"Great, are you just dropping me off or staying?" I ask.
"Dropping off," She says.
When we arrived, I got out of the car and walk into the building.
"Hi Ms. Garcia-Colace, follow me," A lady says to me.
"Your photoshoot will be you in swimsuits, and we have about fifteen minutes before it starts," She says.
I nodded.
I follow her to this dressing room, and right away, they get started on my hair and makeup.
So much fun.
BROCK POV
I follow a crew member to a green screen, and they hand me a shirt. I see Danica go in hair and make-up. I didn't know she would be here today.
She gets up from the chair, and I noticed her walking out wearing a black swimsuit, and I think my shorts just got tighter.
She looks over and smiles. "Hi, Brock," She yells out and starts walking over.
"What are you doing here? " I ask her.
"I have a photo shoot, and why didn't you tell me you were gonna be here too," She says.
"Why didn't you tell me? " I ask her.
"Because I just found out this morning about this shoot," She answers, giggling.
"Are you gonna watch me?" I ask her.
"Only if you watch me," She replies.
"Deal," I said.
"We are best friends," She says.
I roll my eyes "Acquaintances," I said.
"Are we all set here?" A crew member asks.
"Yes," We both answer at the same time.
I walked over to the screen. I wouldn't say I like photos, but with Danica here, I wanted to show off. I'm directed to do about fifteen different poses before I can leave. I notice Danica talking and looking at the computer, pointing at the photos.
"I need a copy of that asap," I hear her whisper to the photographer.
The photographer chuckles.
My photoshoot quickly wraps up as everyone knows I will not spend more than an hour on a stupid photoshoot.
"So, are you gonna get started with your photoshoot?" I ask Danica.
"Yup, follow me," Danica says.
She leads me to a pool outside of the building.
The photographer promptly starts telling her to do all these poses. I stood next to the computer as each photo she took appear on the screen. They have her running back and forth changing.
Damn, she looks good in every photo.
I think I might just take a photo and save it on my phone.
I notice the photographer reach over to try to touch her top, telling her to take it off.
I could tell she was uncomfortable with it.
"Step away from the lady; she doesn't want to be topless," I said.
The photographer moves back.
Danica sends a smile my way, and I smile back at her.
"Thanks," She mouths to me.
I stayed at her photo shoot until it was over.
She's the hottest bella, that's for sure.
Again, I feel my shorts get tighter.
Tonight, I'm taking a cold shower.
She walks over to me in her regular clothes.
"So, did you like the photoshoot? " She ask.
"It could've been better, " I answer, smirking.
"How?" She asked.
"If I were in the photos, " I replied.
"Brock, between us, I'm hotter, and you would just make people not want to look at my pictures," She said.
"Baby, I'm the main attraction," I said.
"Main attraction, my ass," She says, rolling her eyes.
"Your ass is the main attraction but more like a magnet," I said, chuckling.
"You can look, but you can't touch," She says as she wiggles her ass in front of me.
"Are you serious?" I asked.
"Yup," She says, walking away.
"Hey, come back," I said.
Danica POV
I made it out of the building.
I forgot Morgan dropped me off, so. I have no ride. I sighed as I thought about who could have the time to come and get me.
"Did you not hear me calling you?" Brock asked, catching up to me.
"I did, but I chose to ignore you," I answered.
"You need a ride?" Brock asked.
I nodded.
"Yes," I said, walking to his truck.
He opens the door for me.
I get in.
He gets in the driver's seat and drives off.
And it's a silent ride until I notice somebody trying to face time me. I answered it.
"Hey, Nica, " Nicole said, coming on the camera.
"Hey, what do you want? " I asked her.
"I just want to hear my big sis sing, " Nicole says.
"Me too," I hear a voice say.
"Fine," I said.
Nicole got up and sat next to Brie, giggling before I start singing.
(Adore by Ariana Grande)
"Okay hey Nicole and Brie, are you guys ready for another episode of my singing," I said.
Nicole and Brie nod.
I starts singing.
Boy, so what's been on your mind?
For me, it's just you all the time
We don't need to go nowhere tonight
It's you and I, we'll be alright
'Cause here, we get to take our time
You, you're finer than some wine
We don't need to go nowhere tonight
It's you and I, we'll be alright
I'll give you everything
I'll give you everything
You don't owe me anything
So are you ready, baby?
You got me screaming
My my my ma-ma my my
You got me screaming
My my my ma-ma my my
And then I'm like, oh, your love
My my my my my
And then I'm like, oh, yeah yeah
'Cause you're what I adore, babe
After that, when you catch your breath
You look at me and say
Love, are you real?
Just don't pretend you're just a friend, babe
I'll give you everything
I'll give you everything
You don't owe me anything
So are you ready, baby?
You got me screaming
My my my ma-ma my my
You got me screaming
My my my ma-ma my my
And then I'm like, oh, your love
My my my my my
And then I'm like, oh, yeah yeah
'Cause you're what I adore, babe
Just don't pretend you're just a friend (just a friend)
Don't pretend you're just a friend (just a friend)
Don't pretend you're just a friend (just a friend)
Don't pretend you're just a friend, boy
You got me screaming
My my my ma-ma my my
You got me screaming
My my my ma-ma my my
And then I'm like, oh, your love
My my my my my
And then I'm like, oh, yeah yeah
'Cause you're what I adore
"Bye, sissies," I said before ending the Facetime call.
I looked at brock, who looks like he won the damn lottery.
"What's up with you? " I ask.
"Nothing you just sound like a angel, " He says.
"Thanks, " I said.
"Maybe, you can sing for me when I'm fucking the shit outta of yah," he says.
I chocked on my own saliva.
"Did you just say that?" I ask.
He looks at me, smirking.
Oh, how I hate that damn smirk.
I should slap it off his face.