AARON
I have been back for an hour now and I haven't seen her. Was she that busy that she wasn't able to greet me? I thought she'd be excited to see me since I was away. My friends are chattering away while trying to ignore Sandra who just followed us here. No one invited her but she had thick skin.
"Are you listening to me?" asked Sandra.
"I heard you just fine."
I only said that even though I didn't care about her rambling about make-up and constant complaints about other models. Sandra dislikes the new faces of the modeling agency, and she thinks they are not good enough.
"But you weren't saying anything—"
She sat beside me earlier, and I didn't want to be rude by asking her to sit on another chair, especially when my friends are here. Instead of meeting in the office, we opt
