20 I am very frustrated. (2/2)
Journalist x6 ”Miss Hanckok, it seems that Aubade is looking for models for his new collection. My question is; You would be interested in joining this brand for photo shoots.”
What is Aubade? Cindy is angry there. ”Could you focus on tonight's projection and avoid imagine Lisa in underwear I beg you sir. I warn a second time. Do not persist in asking such uncomfortable, unrelated questions, or impose your opinion, or the press conference will be over for Lisa and we will leave.”
Journalist x7 ”Miss Hanckok, it seems like one of our best French director wanted you to play in her movie, but you declined, is that the truth? Do not you like French cinema?”
They are snarling. Go ahead, Cindy mouths her ass to this bitch. ”No one but his family, his agency, and a very few people have Lisa's phone number. I would like to know, how your director could have phoned ti Lisa if our American directors who has contacts closer to Lisa can not reach her. Secondly, whether or not she wants to make a film does not mean that she will do it or not, and that professionals know that because she has an agency and only sixteen. Which means, agreement of the agency, then parental agreement, then finally that of Lisa. I would have thought that your questions would not be so aggressive and misleading to a sixteen year old girl but I see you do not hesitate to abuse her so forgive me for stopping this press conference now. Lisa we're leaving.”
Too bad, but they were worthless these journalists. ”See you soon Sean and director Bill, goodbye, ladies and gentlemen, let's go.”
Director Bill gives the impression of being very bored and Sean angry by the way to behave these journalists but only the scheduled interviews, do not adopt this attitude of bloodthirsty killers and still sometimes some like to ask very questions embarrassing to satisfy their unhealthy curiosity. Shortly before in an interview, a Greek journalist asked me if he could take my body measurements personally. Was he serious or not? Nothing is on the face of some of them who play fencers and forget their primary goal. Anyway, tonight I saw myself on a giant screen and did not close my eyes. At the very beginning I was really uncomfortable and I am still uncomfortable because when I was having fun during the shoot, I did not think of all those who would watch and judge me. Now, after having judged myself, I understand that it will be inevitable. I did the best I could while having fun so I have nothing to regret but the critics will certainly hurt me. When a person does not like you, it's not a problem. But when that person starts screaming on you at it and then another, and again, until thousands scream that they hate you in the street, at this very moment, I think the pain felt must be unbearable. I am not a fragile person on the contrary. I am tough and my past taught me to hit by prevention but I have very little confidence in myself. This will lead me to suffer with the multiplication of cries of hatred towards my person. Do not think anymore, it is only from tomorrow that all this will start and for the moment join Mike, who must have arrived in front of the cinema, then go back to bed.
Thursday 08 September 2016
11h20 While we are playing sports in the high school playground, the street becomes noisy and my classmates hope that it will be a demonstration of some kind and not a riot that once again would be violent and would cause material damage in large numbers. A tall man in his 40s walks through the doors leading to the yard but is followed by a person who should not be here. Cindy, did you come to register to catch up make up for all your shortcomings? He greets my sports teacher who goes to such a big ass that when she sits down she needs two chairs and walks towards me. I swear I have not done anything since I arrived at this High School. Promised, I hold back even to avoid making noise when I fart, so imagine how my behavior is exemplary. He looks at me sternly. I swear I'm innocent it's a Russian conspiracy. ”Miss Hanckok, go home before the situation gets worse, please.”
But what are they talking about? ”Cindy, I swear I did not do anything wrong. Sir, I did not do anything wrong, do not send me back from school. ”
If one day, in the past I thought I asked not to be fired, I would have slapped myself. Cindy caresses my head. Not here, judge the place and atmosphere, it does not go at all this mark of affection in the middle of my high school ”Lisa, we're leaving. There are more and more journalists in front of your high school this morning and you will not be safe here. You dress your uniform quickly and we leave. Go, hurry up, Lisa.”
I feel terribly upset by this obligation to leave because of these people who do not respect anything or anyone and lower my head to not feel the eyes of my comrades who is not aggressive but more sorry for me. What an unpleasant and humiliating situation in which I never want to find myself again in the future. I enter the locker room, remove my black Kenny jogging from South park with a falling eye and a mouse that eats his brain, then puts me back in school uniform. The car is parked in the school, where the delivery vehicles are usually parked. I sit on the passenger seat and when the gate opens, a crowd of crazy comes to throw under the wheels of the BMW. Mike continues slowly forcing them to step aside. Although they do not see me, I, however, look at them and some wear caps with the name of their newspaper. Conclusion, the most formidable are here too. Magazines to scandal who like to torment by inventing various shits and other false pregnancies or deaths. But some cars wear stickers of daily newspapers or very serious weeklies. Mix shit and caviar together and you get that pretty mess. We manage to leave but it takes a long time to leave behind a motorcycle and a car that did not want to let go. But why are we continuing in this direction? I ask Cindy for precision on our itinerary, she explains that the house will not be quieter for a few days, any more than Paris models. We are moving towards a quieter place outside the capital. The campaign will do me good . But Cindy looks at me with a strange smile that does not bode well. ”Do you really think that the agency will let you watch the landscape for several days? Dreams my beautiful. You'll be surprised by our resources.” She definitely knows me too much. I have to change my face when I think and my escape techniques to avoid working tomorrow. Note to yourself Lisa, find a way to be smarter than this busty miss.