8 Sherry. (1/2)

Paul returned after fifteen minutes and sat between Milly and Marcel.

”Have you decided?” Paul asked.

”Well. we can use two themes for each portfolio since I need five. It will be too wasteful to let these other pictures go” Marcel said. Paul thought it was reasonable so he did not give him trouble.

Paul had a hard time choosing and Marcel seemed to have no experience at all so he was of no help. Marcel had never participated on what happened behind the scenes so he was a complete noob when it came to these things.

”Do you have the application forms?” Paul asked once he was almost finished.

”The what?” Marcel asked.

”Don't tell me you were just going to bring the photos to the front desk and leave them right?” Paul asked.

”Big brother, isn't that what I should do?” Marcel asked with wide eyes.

”Who is your big brother? Besides if you don't send an application form what were you expecting to happen when they want to contact you? No phone number, no name, no address. Do you think they'll dream about your information?” Paul asked in frustration.

”Ah,” Marcel said when he finally realised the importance of the application form. In this he should not be blamed either.

Where he was from, no one actually went to the office to submit applications. In fact, he thought he would send it through an email or something. On top of everything, he did not have a phone, nor an address, just his name, so what would happen?

”You finally understand don't you?” Paul said when he saw that Marcel had realised his mistake.

”But big brother, I don't have a phone, or an address, at least it's not permanent since i'll be getting kicked out of the orphanage in two weeks, what do I do?” Marcel asked.

”Who is your big brother? If you have no place to live and no phone, how do you expect to pay me for my work? Don't you have money?” Paul asked.

”I do, but I have to find work first right? Why don't I borrow your phone number and studio's address hmm?” Marcel asked sweetly, completely forgetting he was a man.

”Okay, do you know how to use the internet?” Paul asked sarcastically and did not expect the answer he would receive would be a no.

”Come, I'll teach you' Paul said and directed him on how to visit the pages for modeling agencies and downloaded the application forms which he quickly filled and printed before he put them in the portfolios.

”Thank you” Marcel said with a smile again.

”Mmmh,” Paul answered plainly.

”Bro, i'll come by tomorrow to check if there's any progress” Marcel said before paying the studio as he was leaving he was stopped by Paul.

”What is it?” Marcel asked.

”Take this, you'll have use for it in the future, i'll keep a copy just in case you lose it” Paul said as he handed him a flashdrive.

”Thanks, I'll see you tomorrow, Bye Milly” Marcel said as he waved at the pair before walking out of the studio.

After Marcel walked out the boyish smile on his face disappeared. He had to act his age and not like a 35 year old woman, it was not easy at all. With a soft sigh he started walking in the direction of the entertainment district. It would take him more than 90 minutes if he decided to walk there, besides the distance being too long, it was very hot outside so with Avians directions he managed to withdraw some money from an ATM and get on a bus.

After thirty minutes he finally arrived and got down at the bus stop. After following the holographic map only she could see he arrived in front of a tall building. He looked at the people who walked in and out of it and looked at the old tshirt and the washed out jeans he was wearing and he knew he would get kicked out without a doubt.

After standing there for a while, he had managed to catch people's attention without meaning to. After he realised that a lot of people noticed him he hesitated as to whether he should go inside or just leave As he was debating with himself he saw an older lady smile in his direction as she came to the spot he was standing.

'Avian, did I really manage to get picked up from the street?' Marcel asked incredulously, however Avian did not reply to his question.

”Good afternoon' the lady said with a smile.

”Good afternoon” Marcel said and returned her smile which made his face become even more eye catching.

”My name is Linda, i'm a manager at Ladders ” the lady said and extended her hand for a handshake.

”Oh, i'm Marcel,”Marcel answered politely.

”Oh, is there something you need in our office?” Linda asked as she gestured for him to follow her.

”Oh, not really, i'll just get going” Marcel said before he started leaving making Linda flustered. She thought he wanted to enter the industry that was why he was standing in front of the building.