Floriography: Red Roses
Chapter 31
“OK…. Nice, look to the right a little.” Jasper's camera snapped along with a light that flickered slightly. Tracy is still waiting outside, the photo room Naka is not too big and it makes the air feel a little stuffy inside, coupled with two large lights that emit heat.
Tracy justifies her dress. She looks so beautiful in that dress. But this dress is very…. So very…. Very torturing. How could he do the wedding procession with this torment?
Louis walked out of the room and his eyes immediately whistled with an exhausted Tracy.
“Hey, are you okay?” He asked and he approached a few steps.
Tracy whines small. “If I get married later, I wear a negligee. But Jasper's draft negligee, so I still look okay.”
Louis laughed a little.
“Why the hell? The dress is tight huh?” Louis walks around Tracy to touch Tracy's back.
“Cannot be loosened.” Call Tracy quick before Louis even tries. “His faith is inside, and that's what's grinding my lungs right now.” Tracy nodded once more.
“Ya already I can't do anything then.” Louis looked back at Tracy from the front, and Tracy clicked her tongue looking at Louis from head to toe.
“Really, your hoodie looks super comfortable now.”
Louis chuckled again.
“You want to get into Jasper magazine with this hoodie? You'll look like a potato.” Louis said as he fled inside.
Tracy clicked her tongue. “Friends don't know it's lucky.” Means slowly.
“Tracy? Login.” Call Jasper, and not long after, the model being photographed walks out and Tracy
go inside. The hot air inside instantly made him feel even more claustrophobic as soon as his feet stepped inside.
“You look beautiful, Trace.” Call Jasper while setting up the camera.
“Thanks, Jasp.” Tracy sighed and ascended to the pedestal where a male model was already waiting for her.
“Hai, I'm Tristan. Greetings know.” That model shakes Tracy. Tracy remembered this man. She was a Jasper model
but she doesn't seem to remember Tracy that much.
“Hai, Tracy. Greetings know.” Short reply.
“Hm... try you guys shift closer a little.” Jasper's direction, and they're instantly docked. Tracy direct
smile automatically as soon as his eyes are whistled with the camera. But Jasper didn't press the camera button.
“Sorry, Tristan, can you come down for a minute?” Tell Jasper and he whispers towards Louis who immediately darted out and brought in another male model.
“Why Jasp?” Call Tracy.
“Nothing, the height is not good if paired with you. Sorry, I'm a bit of a perfectionist.” Call Jasper while quickly telling the other models to stand next to Tracy.
The model did not introduce herself because at this point Tracy knew the model felt as tense as Tracy. Jasper clicked his tongue after a few seconds of looking at the camera.
“Still less suitable.”
Tracy immediately took her breath, increasingly feeling tense.
“Sorry, Jasp.” Tracy's whispered without a second thought.
“Do not apologize, this is not your fault.” Jasper laughs. “Cause.”
Jasper turned to Louis and looked at him for a long time. Louis was still staring at Tracy who looked increasingly better coupled with her shortness of breath. The longer he worried.
“Lou?” Call Jasper and the man turns his head quickly.
“Try standing next to Tracy. Kris, come down first.” Jasper waved his hand asking the model who was standing with Tracy to come down.
Louis is obviously confused, but he cannot argue and runs small towards where Tracy is standing and riding.
Her hand automatically grabbed onto Tracy's slightly sullen shoulder.
“Well, okay. Louis, I'm sorry, I swear I'll add your pay. Change clothes.” Jasper Direction.
“Hah?” Tracy and Louis are both devastated.
“Iya! Hurry up I need to pick up Letta in two hours later we are not finished.” Jasper quickly waved his hand driving Louis away from the pedestals and the man jumped down without further ado and exchanged clothes with Tristan.
Stylist Jasper quickly tidied Louis' hair and patted his face with a little loose powder and encouraged the man to return next to Tracy.
“Good!” Jasper said as he lifted the camera.
“T-please point me, I've never been—“ Whisper Louis.
“Cause and see me.” Tracy's whisper.
“Put your hands on Tracy Lou's waist!” Jasper and Louis quickly followed. Tracy lowered her head slightly to grab Louis' hand and smiled down, Jasper snapped his camera back.
“Now try to see each other, Tracy, face a little.”
Tracy smiled again and Louis inevitably joined in smiling, this time slightly rubbing Tracy's chin.
“Good! Hold it for a while like that!”
Tracy could see Louis looking in his eyes. Inevitably the two of them both felt their hearts beating harder than usual. For one second Tracy felt she was wronging Steve, but in that second Tracy felt right. Tracy feels like a moment she has never felt before, no matter what she means, but Tracy wants time to go slower then.
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After Naka's office opened, Tracy immediately felt he was super busy. On Monday, the studio was not too crowded because not many people knew that the studio was open. But—after Violetta passed Naka's Instagram on Tracy—after Tracy made the announcement that the studio had opened on all of Naka's social media, suddenly the studio was crowded today.
“You were the model that was performing in Tokyo right? Well, can we also hire you to perform on our show?”
“How about hosting a show? Have you ever been an MC?”
All those questions suddenly bombarded him on the first day of the crowded store. Unfortunately Tracy had to stand at the very front of the store. Everyone who entered had to meet him first and everyone who entered also always asked more or less the same things.
But it is clear, the most asked and expressed is only one.
“You are really similar to Gracy Manson. If you become our model, our brand will sell hard!”
Yep. Tracy can only smile and nod, saying that for now she is only a personal model of Naka and J&K. For the future still do not know how. At least that's the best answer for now.
But nothing compares to when Louis and Steve walked into Naka's office at the same time, and asked the same question.
“Trace, let's have lunch.”
Both men looked awkwardly. Louis was in the office from the beginning, not entering at eight like Tracy of course, but he came to meet with Violetta at ten and finished exactly twelve. Violetta instantly disappeared again for another meeting with her client over lunch so they could not join her. Steve didn't call him first either, the man was suddenly in front of the office.
“Oh, I have no problem eating alone. Please, I don't want to bother you guys.” Louis said, very kindly. Tracy smiles—when Steve doesn't see— toward Louis and thumbs up. Louis returned his thumbs up with an ugly smile with a nose of fireworks.
“Eh, if you want to join us it doesn't matter, right? Dear?” Call Steve.
Tracy cleared her throat, almost choking on her own saliva.
“B-threesome? Really? You're all right? He's his hobby of perceiving people's chat you know, we won't be able to date him there in our midst.” Tracy was outspoken, and Louis nodded in agreement.
Steve just chuckled and pulled Tracy gently out of the office.
“Nothing. He's your best friend. Come on, eating at Kelly’s is okay, right?” Ask. Tracy nodded her head as she glanced at Louis in annoyance and Louis just pressed his shoulders while following them to the restaurant next door.
They were sitting not far from the cashier now, and Tracy was again worried. The staff who were there were not the staff that Tracy had come alone with Louis, they might once again ask if she was Tracy Manson.
And the answer to that doubt came not long after.
“Sorry disturb. You're Tracy Manson, huh? Gracy Manson's sister?” Ask a female staff member.
Tracy almost gasped in shock as she and Louis replied at the same time.
“No. Plastic surgery!” Call them both together. Both of them laughed out loud.
“S-sorry, yes, I am Tracy Manson. Can I help you?” Tracy finally confessed. He works in Naka's office right next door. Sooner or later they'll know too.
“Ah! We're big fans. Because the office of Naka Team is next door so many of us who work here because they want to have the opportunity to work as a model Naka.” The staff said while pointing to her friends who according to Tracy are even too beautiful to be a model—and who are obviously also too beautiful not to appear in the entertainment world.
“Can we have photos together?” He asked, supported by female staff near the cashier who nodded with enthusiasm.
Tracy smiled slightly before standing up.
“Bby.” Tracy pulled Louis with her.
“My friend is a photographer, let him take a photo.” Tracy smiled intently at Louis and the man only laughed in small ways. He took the staff's cell phones with Tracy's photos and directed them to the photos in front of the Kelly’s counter which was adorned with a lot of neon lights shocking pink.
Louis was quite satisfied with the result. Girls are quite ideal to also be able to work as a model.
Louis was eventually kind and asked for their numbers and a schedule for portfolio photos inside Naka's studio just in case anyone needed to model with criteria like theirs. Tracy sat back on her couch and in that second she realized they were ignoring Steve who was smiling just watching what was happening in front of her.
“Sorry yes. I didn't expect to be like this. We should've just taken-out the order. In Naka there is their phone number whereas.” Tracy felt very guilty. Too many inside jokes, jokes that only Louis and Tracy understand, and that must have made Steve a little suspicious of Tracy.
“Eh, I'm glad to see you're liked by so many people. That's proof that you have your own color, too. You are stubborn, I hope more people can show you that you are special too, not just a shadow of Gracy.” Steve rubbed Tracy's head. Tracy was relieved. Steve didn't feel sidelined by the joke. Good though.
Louis sat back on his stool opposite Steve and Tracy, and immediately struggled with his phone.
“Lou, this is your chance to choose one of them and make your girlfriend, so you can join me at my house this Saturday.” Tracy's whisper was violently countered only by a small snort by Louis that was still focused on his phone.
“Yang is right. I asked for their number so I could hire them. After all they are quite good, some of them have experience that is quite okay. They just haven't met the right person.” Louis locked the screen of his phone before putting it face down on the table. “And that guy looks like me.” He grinned wide at Tracy arrogantly.
Tracy rolled her eyeballs, and was about to chim in but Steve quickly interrupted.
“What's wrong with your house this Saturday?” ask Steve.
Tracy hissed and patted her forehead.
