Pretty Girl Tears

Chapter 2

Camila set down at her desk with yet another ridiculously short skirt riding up against her hips as the bright morning sun beam down on the thick brown curly locks sat delicately placed over her shoulder, it was no surprise the woman was in a deviously sharp mood as already that morning 2 models had missed the mark in arriving on time turning up over 30 minutes late even considering the knowing dislike the woman had for such a strenuous crime

"Sam get Layla and Mackenzie in here right fucking now!"

She spat as her fingertips scroll over the time sheet she often checked for such moments gritting her pearly white teeth together as the man gently bow his head with raised yet cautious brows faintly calling out from the polished door frame to retrieve the lucky girls

Their slender tan bodies stroll in each holding a half full coffee within their palms almost brushing shoulders for protection as the woman slam from her chair taking a painfully slow walk around to perch in front leaving Sam shadowing the half dressed mannequin in the corner of the fresh scented room

"30 minutes he's been waiting for you two! 30... minutes! Explain"

The pair gulp back trying subtly to slide the cups behind their thighs as their bosses powerful tone struck a deep sense of regret into their previously daring chests, neither said a word infuriating the woman more causing her to let out a deep sigh before strutting forwards with folded arms stopping only when face to face with one of the girls, her hand slip slowly from her chest and down against the girls thigh grabbing the coffee from within her palm while keeping the intimidating eye contact stepping back a few paces before furiously throwing the contents of the cup into the near by trash can

"Let's get one thing clear! I do not tolerate being disrespected in my own fucking office! You turn up late.. and don't even have the balls to tell me why?"

Even Sam gulped back feeling the wildly sharp tension in the room even a chainsaw couldn't massacre as the woman stare on with a raging glint in her eye that somehow managed to steal the air from within their lungs instantly

"T-There was a long line at the coffee shop.."

The woman almost laugh as she stare up at the ceiling with a shaking head pulling her gaze back down into their eyes not noticing her new runner mistakingly walking in on the altercation being quickly pulled into the wall beside Sam to avoid her getting caught in the crossfire

"A long line huh... you know where the lines are real long these days? The unemployment office!"

She began spitting those venomous words like a bullet waiting for the statement to drop in the rather empty girls brains before reaching behind her slender body for a detailed document, Lauren just stare on not expecting such hostility after only arriving a few minutes previous realising quickly that nobody seemed to get any kind of special treatment no matter how pretty the face

"Sam, go and find me two girls who have some fucking respect and put them on today's shoot!"

She demand watching on as the girls before her quickly glance into each others eyes with a devastated glint before returning their eyes out front stepping forward with a regretful beg furrowing their brows with a painful plea

"Karla please! Don't take us off this shoot! This is a big deal!"

The slightly taller of the girl beg with raised hands and a guilty face, the once cocky demeanours now completely assassinated by the woman's cut throat policy on attendance and well.. everything else in between! Camila cocked her brow taking a moments silence trying her best not to completely overload her already full brain with rage before parting her lips to speak