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Elite has both an indoor studio as well as copious space outside for any outdoor photoshoots

The car slowed to a stop in front of the tall, sleek building, where a woman stood outside, holding a clip board, her hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail. She wore a tight, silver dress. She smiled as the car pulled up and opened the door for them. "Good morning!" Alexandra said with a smile, "I've brought friends. Reese is particularly interested!" she indicated to the blonde.
"It's wonderful to meet all of you. Come along this way, we can give you a tour while Alexandra gets her face done, or you may watch, and perhaps speak with some of the artists?" she suggested

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Reese almost couldn't contain her excitement. She glanced over at Alexandra like, I owe you my life. She glanced over at the blonde talking to her, she found herself almost tongue tied, "Whatever the boys are down with." She glanced over at Ashton and Damien.

"I'm down with whatever, Caine, wants," he stated gesturing towards his friend. He could tell that Reese was probably the happiest one to be here, unless Damien was secretly really into modelling and he didn't know.

Never in his life had Damien been happier to be able to climb out of a car. Sitting beside Reese the entire drive had left his mind more frazzled than before, though he'd tried his best to hide it by constantly looking out the window. Climbing out with the rest of his friends, he took a moment to think over the options presented to them. "I'm not all that big on tours," he began (which was actually true because he didn't have the attention span for it), combing his fingers through his hair before giving a nod, "so I'm cool with watchin'. Apparently my mom thinks I have a 'face' for modelling or somethin' so-- I'm sure it would make her happy." Not once, twice, but nearly over a hundred times had Damien's mother told him he should go into this kind of profession. And for once, he hadn't made this decision because of the prospect of meeting gorgeous women. Man, was his mind a mess.

"Alright,howabout you all just come with us for now and you can decide if you get bored or not?" The woman suggested with a cheery smile.
Alexandra grinned back at her friends, blushing slightly. The woman led them through bustling shiny halls to a room with many many mirrors with chairs in front of them. Alexandra sat in her usual one, with her name written on the mirror in shiny, golden sharpie. A group of makeup artists immediately surrounded her, and she shut her eyes, hoping none of her friends were watching this process

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Reese followed the women glancing around taking in all her surroundings. She practically worshipped the floors of this place. She was interested in modelling. Scratch that, she loved modelling, but of course she didn't have the body type for it. Firstly, she was short. Secondly, she had big hips. Thirdly, she had a big butt. Fourthly, she had short stubby legs. Models were suppose to be lean, elegant, and classy, petite looking, and she didn't cut it. She knew she didn't. She watched as the makeup artists surrounded her, "Oh my god," she exclaimed as she pointed to the brush set, "I have the same ones." Obsession, Reese had an obsession with clothes and makeup. For her not to dress up, practically already lowed her mood. She watched Alexandra but not in jealous and not in envy, but in happiness.

Ashton followed the lady, standing between Reese and Damien for good measure. He knew that the two of them probably knew why he was so persistent with being in the middle, but he didn't care. His eyes shifted between the too, Reese seemed that she was not trying to look in Damien's directions for reasons he wished he did not know. He knew her too well, and it surprised him that he didn't guess this sooner. He knew he guessed it, but he didn't want it to be true. Once they reached the room, they watched as they did Alexandra's make up. Ashton, to say the least, wasn't a big fan of makeup. He preferred when girls didn't wear a lot, but glancing over at Reese whom was practically drooling, he knew she was into it. He didn't understand why there were so many brushes, colours, and pallets. He highly questions how he knew they were called pallets and knew that Reese had probably told him a billion times.

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"Alright" The publisit said when a rather natural look of foundation, with a slight blush and silvery eyeshadow was placed on Alexandra, "We'll do the outdoor shoot now while the sun is rising. Just a few shots for Women's Health, then we'll come back inside for the GQ shoot."

The woman led the quartet outside to a hill, with a few choice pieces of furniture were set up as props. She shooed Alexandra behind a curtain to change before smiling at the others. "So how do you three know my Alex?" she asked, in an almost motherly tone, "Are one of you her boyfriend she didn't tell me about??"

Before they could respond, Alexandra reemerged, wearing a skirt, tights, and a blouse, carrying a small umbrella. A cameraman ordered her wear to go and what to do, and she did as told, doing her best not to shoot glances over at them.

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Damien followed along wherever he was lead, paying very little attention to most everything they were being shown. Right then he was more concerned about Ashton acting like a chaperon on some date. Was it really necessary for him to walk between him and Reese? It wasn't as if he was going to make some kind of move on her, and especially not in front of Ashton. But-- Damien knew that his best friend meant well; he was overly protective of Reese, and though Damien didn't know the full reason for it he understood why. So, he kept his attention away from Reese as much as was possible. When the blonde pointed out the makeup however, he raised a confused brow before asking, "Why the hell do girls need all of those brushes?" He was genuinely and honestly confused by this. As well as he liked to say he understood women, this was something he couldn't quite understand.

Glancing around the space once more, he spotted another shoot that was going on and he had to admit-- it actually kind of looked like fun. But before he could really think much about it, they were being herded back outside. Though his mom was actually beginning to push him into getting into modelling, Damien didn't think he could quite handle waking up this early, letting people poke and prod at him, then having to pose in front of a camera. But, hey, you never know until you try right. When the publicist began asking questions, the boy couldn't help but snort and glance at Ashton for a sec before answering, "We all go to the same school," just as Alexandra came out. And though most of the attention was meant to be on her, once again Damien found his gaze drifting in Reese's direction. But needing the distraction, he turned his attention to the photoshoot with far more focus than necessary.

Rolling her eyes at the two confused boys faces, "One for fountain, another for bronzer, another for powder, another for highlight, another for eyebrow outlining, another for eyebrow filling, a blending brush for eyeshadow, one for the crease, another-," she started to speak from Ashton cut her off with some not caring comment, causing her to smack his arm. Which return cause him to mess up her hair, as she shot him a glare. Even with her and Ashton being playful, there was still a huge awkward tension in the air. Almost as if Ashton had actually caught them making out in the hallway. Yet they hadn't, but the way they were treating each other felt like it was. Reese assumed it was her fault, and he probably noticed her eye balling his lips and it made him comfortable, "We are all friends," she told the publicist, as she could see Ashton awkwardly ruffling his hair. She watched as Alexandra came out she couldn't help but take in her beauty, and watched the photoshoot intently. She had wanted to see on live, but yet she found herself glancing over at Damien, multiple times.

That was more than enough brushes he had even heard in his life, not even mostly understanding what she had been saying he said, “Oh, yeah. I get the point.” Of course, not to his surprise Reese smacked his arm, and he had her a nuggy, gently. Once the question was asked by the publicist, he noticed that both Reese and Damien shot him a look. He awkwardly ran a hand through his hair, glad that either of them knew about the almost kiss they had yesturday because then maybe the looks would be much less joking. He liked Gwen a lot, but yet he enjoyed spending time with Alexandra, only as a friend of course. His gaze fell upon her when she came out and his jaw almost dropped. She was always beautiful but yet now somehow the makeup artist had managed to make her eyes pop, drawing his attention to them.

Alexandra gave her friends a quick wave before a rapid succession of changing and photos. She hoped they were ok and not too bored or weirded out or anything.

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Afterwords she popped back over to her friends, a shy smile on her face. "Well, that's Women's Health. Hope it wasn't too boring for you...GQ will be much more fun. Their shoots always are!"
Alexandra let out a sigh of heavy air, once again letting her head fall on Ashton's shoulder. The whole ordeal was always very exhausting, but especially so because her friends were there and watching her and there was so much pressure now and...

Reese clapped his hands together in excitement, “You were wonderful.” She grinned as she flashed her a grin, “It wasn’t boring at all.” She gave her friend a reassuming look, as she wrapped her arms around her chest, “Well I can’t speak for the boys.” She glanced over at Damien and then Ashton, “And I can’t believe Shay Colay did your makeup. Can’t we just.”

“I thought you did great,” Ashton responded as he smiled her his cute boyish grin with his dimples on display, “No it wasn’t boring at all.” Surprisingly, he was entertained by the whole process. Once her head on his shoulder he wrapped his arm around her waist, “How long is your break?”

She smiled at the both of them, "Thanks guys. It really does mean a lot, your support." She gave Reese a giddy grin, "If you want to talk to Shay, you can, maybe even have your makeup done?" she suggested.
She felt the pressure of Ashton's arm around her waist and suppressed a blush. "It'll be about a 15 minute break, so we can go eat and stuff, then it's time for the fun to begin."

Reese looked up from her phone after agreeing to Alexandra's plan, "Yeah. Let's do that," she winked as she shoved her phone back into her pocket, "And the boy's can go grab some food." She knew that Ashton was not going to be interested in the makeup and Damien probably wasn't going to either, so it was a perfect why to ditch them and to look for dresses.

Ashton over dramatically patted his stomach with his hands, after removing them from her waist, "I'm down for some food. You girls have fun." He glanced over at Damien before turning his attention to Alexandra, "So, is there a break room or something?"

"Through those doors and to the right" Alexandra replied to Ashton, "We'll meet you there in like ten minutes" she said, before turning and giggling to Reese. "Ok let's go!" she grabbed the girl's hand, dragging her down through a set of doors and into the large, air conditioned building, then through another set of doors and into clothing paradise. "This is The Closet" she said, spreading her arms wide open. "If our dresses aren't here, they aren't anywhere"

Still having yet to actually have any coffee, or eat for that matter, Damien had spaced out more than a few times during the shoot. Once Alexandra was done, he joined the chorus of letting her know just how well she did. And though he hadn't really been paying as much attention as he should've been it was true. Some part of him could kind of understand the appeal of all of this; the fun behind the hard work that came along with modelling. As they others were discussing what to do next, the boy's eyes began wandering around-- mostly an attempt to ignore Reese constantly checking her phone. When food was brought up however, he quickly turned towards his best friend. "Food. Yeah, I'm definitely down for that. Pretty sure my stomach sounds like it has a damn lion in it it's growlin' so loud," he groaned out as dramatically as he was able to, placing a hand over his stomach for emphasis. But realising that he would be left alone with Ashton? Who clearly wanted to have a conversation with him he wasn't ready to have? Yeah, he was pretty sure it wasn't the best idea.

Reese couldn't believe her eyes. Clothes were everywhere and she could barely breath, "Oh my god. I have found my heaven. Okay, we pick our top five and then try them on for each other?" Her eyes flickered around the room, taking in her surroundings. He hands ran across the fabric of a dress that she had picked up.

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Ashton followed Alexandra’s direction that lead him and Damien to a large room full of different foods and drinks. He practically sprinted to the coffee machine and pouring himself and his friend a glass, “Okay. So, spill. What’s going on between you and Reese?” He could tell he liked her, and she liked him, but he hoped that nothing had actually happened between them yet. Does that make me a bad friend? But you’re protecting Reese. He was confused, he was unsure that if trying to stop them from being together would make him a good or bad person. He awkwardly took a sip from his mug, allowing the bittersweet taste fill his mouth, “You know you can tell me anything, right?” Please say they didn’t have sex. Please. Please. Please. he chanted in his head as he grabbed a bagel from the table. Taking a huge bite, and practically finishing the bagel in a few bites. He was starving. Okay, he was more than starving he could probably of eat the whole table worth of food.

"Sounds perfect to me!" Alexandra agreed, rifling through racks upon racks of dresses, searching for her perfect one. "Find any yet?" She called out

Slinking out of the room into the next behind Ashton, shoulders hunched forward and hands stuffed into his pockets, Damien was almost regretting this decision. But his stomach was screaming to be filled and it wasn't as if he could just ignore that. He already knew, from the look Ashton had given him earlier and the way he had been acting during the shoot, that a conversation would be going on. So when his best friend finally spoke up, Damien didn't act the least bit surprised; he simply took the cup offered him and turned towards the table set up with food. "Are you high or somethin'? No, there's nothin' goin' on with Reese and me," he muttered out to conceal his disappointment. Trust me-- if there was you would know, the boy couldn't help thinking to himself. Honestly, if he were in some kind of relationship with Reese, Damien would've screamed it at the top of his lungs. She wasn't the type that you kept hidden and he knew that; Reese was the girl that you showed off every chance you got and let everyone knew just how proud you were to have her. But he didn't, and he never would, so why was this conversation even necessary. "Yeah, I know that. And tellin' from that look on your face-- Jesus, Komo, no I haven't slept with her. It's...it's nothin', alright?" It was too early in the day-- No, just too early in general to be talking about this. Damien hoped that Ashton would drop it as he went about adding flavoured creamer and sugar to his coffee as well as grabbing a bagel himself. But he knew his best friend way too well to know that wouldn't be happening.

“Found some. You?” Reese called as he came back towards her carrying 5 different dresses that she had found from around the room.

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“Nothing,” Ashton shook his head as he leaned his back against wall as he took a sip for his coffee rolling his eyes at his friend. He knew him well enough to know when he liked a girl and he sure as hell liked Reese, hundred percent. And Reese returned his feelings which was his problems. He cleared his throat awkwardly, cocking his head to the side, “You know, I know you, Caine, you like her.” He let out a deep breath once he announced that he wasn’t doing the deed with his other best friend. He wanted to prance around the room in happiness, “Oh, thank god. I just didn’t want you to abuse her feelings for you.” Shit did I say feelings? Ashton was bad at keeping secrets from his friend but Reese liking him was something he couldn’t let out of the bag, “You know because you guys have such a good connection, and I wouldn’t want you to ruin it just to bang her.” He ran an awkward hand through his hair, talking like this about his other friend made him uncomfortable. He knew Damien was looking to have an actual girlfriend-ish thing, but what if he could bored of Reese. He cleared his throat awkwardly, “After what happened with Tyson…” I don’t think she date guys like you. But he stopped himself, because Damien was nothing like Tyson other than the fact that they both had commitment issues, but he couldn’t dare compare them. Damien would not do what Tyson did to Reese not in a million years, “I just don’t want to see her broken again.” He let out a sigh and he grabbed a muffin, glancing over at his friend. He saw why he liked Reese, she was beautiful, understanding, and enjoyed being around him, but he didn’t think Damien couldn’t handle Reese. He was never emotionally committed to someone, and his first relationship to be with a girl that can barely sleep at night. Ashton, you are getting ahead of yourself. It isn’t going to get that far.

Damien wasn't sure what he was feeling right then. Part of him was angry that Ashton would even think that he'd hurt Reese in any way. And the other part of him-- honestly, the other part understood and agreed completely. And god did he hate that his best friend knew him as well as he did. When Ashton brought up not wanting Damien to abuse Reese's feelings, he looked towards the other with knitted brows. "Look, I'm not dumb enough to screw over one of the best friendships I have, alright?" Yeah yeah, I know... We're friends; can't fuck that up. He couldn't help but think back to how Reese had spoken to Stephan; the way she'd acted around him at the cafe the night before. The way she kept smiling every time she read a text that day, knowing full well that it was him she had been talking to. Damien knew he couldn't give her that; knew he wasn't good enough, wasn't strong enough in any emotional way for it. But having it practically thrown in his face, being compared to Tyson, and overall being treated like he was the worst of the worst? And by his best friend at that? It wasn't really something he wanted to deal with. Returning his gaze to the bagels sitting in front of him, Damien lowered his voice as he said, "I understand, okay? You don't need to tell me all of that. I got it. I'm not fuckin' good enough for her and I know I never will be. So, I'll get over it. Why the hell do you think I told you I wanted to find a girlfriend anyways?" Dark strands were concealing his eyes when Damien glanced at his friend once more. He tried, lord knows he tried, his best to hide how disappointed he was in that conclusion. But at the end of the day it was true. Reese deserved a Stephan-- not a Damien. And well, Damien? He didn't really deserve anything all that great anyways. "Are we done with this now? The girls'll be back soon."

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If Ashton wanted to see anyone with Reese it was Damien. He wanted them to work out but was afraid they wouldn't, "I'm not saying you aren't good enough for her. In a perfect world I'd put you guys together. You too are the best people I know, but it isn't a perfect world." He cleared his throat awkwardly, as he glanced around almost if to make sure Reese wasn't hiding around, "Some Things you hear about Reese are true, and she was hurt a lot..She's a very trusting person-" He let out a sigh as he decided not to say it in a huge metaphoric way, "What I'm trying to say is that, she's sensitive and I see the way she looks at you, but don't jump into it because she's more damaged than she appears to be." Reese would of cut his balls off if he knew she was saying any of this stuff about this to her. He looked over at his friend, seeing that he only saw the negative aspects in himself. He didn't want his friend to think he didn't want them together because he thought he was a bad guy. It was just because he didn't want Reese to get heart broken because relationships always ended, "Just be careful." Ashton started to eat his bagel, discovering the best he could do was warn his two friends and hope for the best. He didn't want to bring his friends down, but he had to face them with the reality of the situation, "Now I'm done." He nodded at his comment about the girls being back soon.

Alexandra carried a few over to Reese in various shades, pink, yellow, silver, red. "Should we put on our own little fashion show?" She said with a wink. "And i know it sounds silly...but i really need your advice. And...i dont know. I just want Ashton to like my dress. You know? I know its rediculous" she rain her hand through her hair, "but he almost kissed me...and sometimes he gives me these looks and..." she trailed off

"Fashion show it is," Reese giggled as she sent a nod in her friends direction till she heard about Ashton and her smile fell. She didn't her friend to get hung up on some guy that was going after someone else, "Ashton is a playful guy, be careful around him." Because he liked Gwen. But Reese would be lying if it didn't appear that he had a connection with Alexandra, like a huge connection, "But I will give you my full and honest opinion."

"Thanks dear" Alexandra gave her a grateful smile. Slipping behind a rack, she quickly changed into the first dress, walking back out and twirling in a circle to show it off, "What do you think? And be completely honest even if it looks horrible!"

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Reese's jaw dropped as she smiled brightly, "Damn girl. Pink is your colour. I mean wow," she winked and then jokingly added, "If I was a guy. Dammnnn." Her friend looked stunning in the first dress, "Four more to go, though its going to be hard to beat that."

Damien just let Ashton talk as he pleased for the time being, listening as best he could to the explanation given to him. He knew better than anyone that his best friend always meant well; anything he ever did, no matter how parental and overbearing it seemed, was in hopes of doing the very best for those involved. But that didn't particularly matter right then. It was more than understood that Damien just...wasn't good for Reese. He wasn't in the right mindset to give her what she wanted, let alone what she needed. His lips curved into a sad smile then, taking his coffee and bagel as he moved to take a seat in one of the chairs, his head falling back to focus on the ceiling. "I'm not sayin' that you're sayin' I'm not good enough," he began, his voice low as if he were deep in thought. "I'm sayin' that I'm not. Man, I haven't even actually liked anyone since I was about twelve and that screwed me up." Damien had never really talked much about the crush he'd had when he was still living in Atlanta. It was just something he didn't find necessary to bring up. "Anyways, pretty sure she likes this Stephan dude so-- No worries, yeah?" Bringing his head forward and slouching down in the chair, Damien flashed his best friend what he hoped was one of his typical 'It's no biggie' grins. It was completely fake of course, but the boy hoped his friend was far too distracted by one thought or another to notice. "Since we're done with that," he began with a noticeably grateful tone, his grin shifting to one more joking in nature, "tell me somethin'. The hell's goin' on with you and Alex?"

"You like it?" she asked, smoothing out the skirt. "I really like this one. I just need your opinion to push me over the edge!" she giggled, then whispered, "What do you think Ashton will think..?"

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"I love it," Reese giggled as she grinned towards his friend in complete honesty, "That you fucking amazing and he should choose Gwen over you." The pink fit perfectly against her skin tone, and brought out her eyes.

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Ashton nodded as he patted his friend’s shoulder, “I mean, figure out where you are first before you find someone,” he explained since the only way to be committed in a relationship was being comfortable with yourself first. His phone kept buzzing, it was Gwen. I wonder why she thinks I’d be mad.. He listened to Damien giving his explanation, “Stephan as in that cafe guy?” He was never more confused now than he had ever been in his life, “Didn’t she just meet his yesterday?” Firstly, Reese never, repeat, never even smiled at people she didn’t know personally, let alone develop feelings for them. He took another sip from his coffee before his gaze falling upon his friend once he brought up Alexandra. His first reaction was Oh shit he knows about the almost kiss, but then quickly recovered when he realized that it was impossible for him to know that. He cleared his throat awkwardly, scratching the back on his neck, “What do you mean?” Then realized he meant why she sleeping at his house, he shrug, “She’s having family issues so I am letting her spend a few nights at my place.” His phone buzzed again, it was Gwen. He let out a soft sigh, “I feel like Gwen’s breaking up with me, but we aren’t even going out.” He was confused what she could show him that he would be mad about, he was a pretty chill guy. His eyes widened in surprise, “What if she does?”

Alex smiled softly, a little sad. "Well Reese, it's your turn" she said, urging her to try on her dresses, "I know you'll look gorgeous in everything you wear, but I'll do my best to help you choose" she through in a playful wink after her words

"You have to be completely honest," Reese responded as she heading into the fitting room shoving the first one on. The wondered why she cared so much and her mind drifting to Damien and Stephan. Reese stop obsessing over guys who don't like you. Damien hadn't asked her and she had practically told Stephan she was going and he didn't ask her either. She came out with the first one on.

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"Ohmygod Reese." Alexandra said, giggling, "That's gorgeous. Like, insanely gorgeous. And not Just the dress. It accents you, it's perfect! That's the one." she said confidently, "You're going to wow every guy there...speaking of...what was with you and Damien this morning?"

"Aw, thanks," she giggled softly after she had gotten changed as she clapped her hands together. She started the hang up the other ones as she asked her about Damien. A deep blush that appeared on her face, "Nothing. I mean....I wanted something to happen. Hell, I'm pretty sure you could read in on my face, and now I feel like he's giving me the cold shoulder. Like I feel like he knows and he's like ew."

"There's no way he doesn't like you!!" Alexandra exclaimed, before covering her mouth, hoping the boys hadn't heard her. "For real though, his eyes have practically been glued to you all day long." she winked. "There's a connection. I can see it."

Damien wasn’t sure if he found comfort in the pat to his shoulder or sympathy, either way he just wanted to be done with all of this. For now anyways. What his friend said then sunk in rather quickly; he knew very well that he still had quite a bit about his own self to figure out before he even thought about getting into a relationship with anyone else. But instead of saying as much, he simply gave an understanding nod of his head resulting in several random strands of hair to fall into his contemplating eyes. When Ashton repeated Stephan’s name however-- the boy’s gaze noticeably darkened and his jaw clenched before forcing out a laugh. “Have you not seen how she’s been checkin’ her phone all day? And the way her face lights up every damn time it goes off?” Shut up...just shut up and stop thinkin’ about this, was what he tried to tell himself but Damien just...couldn’t listen to his own advice.

So instead he put all of his focus on his best friend and the ‘nothing’ that was going on between him and their other friend. He stared up at Ashton for a few seconds, slowly shaking his head before taking a sip of his coffee. “As much as I was curious about that it’s not what I meant and you know it,” he shot back over the brim of his cup, resting it on his knee soon after. “I mean the way you act and look at her all the ti--” Damien was cut off when his friend’s phone went off, yet again, and heaved a heavy sigh. Okay, he knew his best friend was into this girl but in his honest opinion? “If she ends it, then you didn’t need to be with her in the first place. Shit happens for a reason right?”

Reese's blush deepened as she ran a hand through her hair, "I don't know. I mean. I'm not his type." He’s into really pretty girls. “And at the party he basically treated me like a six year old.” She let out a sigh and she sipped the dress in the protective cover with a slight frown as she thought about Damien, “We should probably head back to them.”

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Ashton instantly recognized the look on his face once he stated Stephan’s name, jealously. Ashton shrugged, “There’s no proof it’s Stephan. I mean Reese doesn’t warm up to anyone that quickly,” he explained as he finished up his coffee, placing in the bucket of dirty glassware. Her face lights up with you text her, Ashton thought but didn’t say out loud. He knew Reese, and if he could bet on anything it would be that there was no way she was texting Stephan. The coffee already had given Ashton a boost, and he wasn’t sure whether it actually did or if it was some psychological thing. But then he let his mind wander who was she texting them? It was him, Alex, or Damien. He stood there confused, he was totally going to have to have a chat about this with her later. Figure out what’s going on in that little head of hers. This morning she looked like she was going to suck Damien’s face off, and she’s texting another guy. Wow, I really must of missed a lot.

Ashton shrugged as he took a seat down beside his friend, crossing his legs over one another, “It’s all just friendly. I mean I like Gwen. Alexandra is just a friend.” He read his phone and sucked in a deep breath as he glanced over at his friend in shock, “It’s worse than I thought. Her dead boyfriend isn’t dead.” He ran a nervous hand through his shaggy gelled up her as his eyes flickered down towards the floor, “I win against her first love. I mean hell, we aren’t even dating.” He mental slapped himself for falling for the wrong person. He felt as if his heart had been ripped to a million pieces, "Crushes suck."

"Alright" Alexandra agreed, covering her own dress and crattling it in her thin arms. "I'm really glad you guys came today" she admitted, "It means a lot to me.You all mean very much to me"

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"No problem," Reese grinned as she started to exit the room full of clothes and headed towards the break room, "How many more shoots to you have?"

There were too many feelings going on at once, too early in the day-- too early in his life for Damien to even begin to think straight. Jealousy was a really ugly emotion and he wasn’t exactly prepared to face it. But when Ashton spoke up once again, the boy couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh. “Dude, you didn’t see the way she was lookin’ at him in the cafe. Plus, apparently she was hangin’ out with him long after I left,” he kept his voice low as he spoke so as not to let any one of those emotions seep out. The thought of Reese falling for some kid that barely even knew her made him far angrier than he had a right to be. But what exactly could he do? Reese had genuinely looked happy when she’d been speaking to Stephan, and that meant more to Damien than his own feelings ever would. In fact, he didn’t give two shits about how he felt as long as those around him were happy. Yeah, and that’s gonna bite you in the ass one day…

Slouching down in his seat, Damien couldn’t help but shake his head at his friend’s obvious idiocy. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, the raven haired boy could see the way his best friend looked at Alexandra. Hell, even a blind person would be able to see it. And though he knew Ashton really and truly liked Gwen, he also didn’t want to deal with the mess that would come along with it all later on. “Bro, not to sound mean or anythin’,” Damien began with a genuine look of concern settling onto his features, “but sounds like way more drama than you need to be dealin’ with.” Damien, more than anything, wanted every single last one of his friends to be happy. And when Ashton made his comment about crushes, he understood for the second time in his life why they had gotten the name.

"Just one more, for GQ. It should be quick. It's one of the fun ones, so you guys gotta make me laugh, ok?" she asked with a smile, looking for the guys in the break room. "There's always a small afterparty thing after the shoots but we really don't have to go to that" she said, sticking her tongue out of her mouth

"Ohhh, I'm excited," Reese grinned as she followed her friend around the break room. Her eyes instantly met Damien's, she could anyways find that boy in the crowd. She than noticed that Ashton was seated down beside him, looking worried as usual, "I found them." She lead Alexandra towards them. Ashton's head turned to met hers and she greeted them, "Ashton," and then she turned her head towards the other, "Damien."

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"I won't believe it till I see it," Ashton explained as he crossed his arms over his chest. He had been trying to get Reese to play nice for ages, she wasn't going to start now. Unless she truly liked the boy. But Ashton didn't believe she would fall for someone that quick, it was Reese she was guarded. She wasn't someone who fell for someone quickly. He ran a hand through his hair as he continued texting Gwen. Damien was right he had far too much on his plate. The Alexandra thing, that was clearly a thing, Gwen, and now Gwen's non-death ex boyfriend. Ashton groaned as he leaned his head in his hands, "Yo, why do I feel like her zombie boyfriend is going to kill me," he slowly brought his head up once he felt he was being watched and he head turned to the side to meet the gaze of his stalker. Well, well, well, if it isn't Damien's little devil, he thought to himself, chucking softly to his own joke. But quickly stopped once he realized that it most likely seemed strange because he hadn't said it out loud. He gestured to the dresses, "And here I thought you two were getting you're makeup done," he winked, playfully, as he flashed both her and Alexandra a grin, "Are they for tomorrow?"

Alexandra smiled down a Ashton, "They are in fact for tomorrow." she said proudly. She hid her dress, not wanting him to see it just yet. "Alright, just one more shoot it should hopefully be fast and then we can leave" she said with a sigh. There was so much pressure built up from this day

Let’s hope that doesn’t happen… Damien could only imagine what it would mean if Ashton actually did see Reese and Stephan together. And he didn’t like any of the scenarios that came to mind. He practically chugged the remainder of his coffee, grimacing at the fact that it had gone cold during the duration of their talk. At least he was more awake at that point-- but he wasn’t exactly sure that that was a good thing. It meant that his mind was clearer; he could think more coherently, and with what was currently on his mind he didn’t particularly want to. So, what was the best solution? Put most of his focus on the drama that was clearly unfolding for his best friend. Raising the bagel to take another bite, he laughed around it before saying, “Just make sure you got a sink or somethin’ with ya. Double tap, remember?” Though Damien wasn’t much for zombie movies, he did have a huge love for the movie Zombieland; taking joy in anytime he got to quote the movie.

When Ashton became distracted, Damien wasn’t quite sure what to make of it when his friend laughed-- quirking a curious brow at the other. “Man, are you alr--” That was when he caught sight of the girls entering the room-- Well, it was more his eyes immediately found Reese and widened at the sight of her. What are you supposed to say to your ‘friend’ that you’re crushin’ on when she’s wearin’ a dress like that? Opening and closing his mouth several times as he tried to come up with an adequate response, Damien chose to simply stuff the bagel in his mouth. It was for the best he told himself, awkwardly trying to look elsewhere but-- failing miserably each and every time.

(view spoiler)[ i thought she took it off opps i must of not written that part (hide spoiler)]

Ashton playfully give his friend the finger as he quoted the Zombieland movie that for some reason he was obsessed with. Somehow no matter how serious the conversation Damien and Ashton duo always found a way to re-enter the joking mood. It wasn’t as if the boy’s didn’t discuss serious topics it was just they had a balance in their relationship. They discuss serious stuff when they needed to and instantly snapped back into the teasing normal selfs. He tried to get a look at Alexandra’s dress but she quickly moved it away and he wiggled his brows playfully in her direction, “So, I get the see Reese model hers, but I don’t get to even see yours?” he over dramatically pouted. Turning his attention to Damien, he noticed his eyes were glued to Reese, hell they were practically undressing her with his eyes. He had never seen Damien more awkward, especially towards a girl. Girls were his area of expertise. It wasn’t tell then how much he noticed he truly liked Reese, and then wonder if he looked like that when he looked at Gwen. He turned his attention toward Reese dress and he did a quick once over and found it way too revealing, hell it was even making Damien into a squirming ball of mash. “If you came here looking for my opinion,” Ashton started to say as he crossed his arms over his chest in disapproval before Reese cut him off.

Reese felt uncomfortable with Damien’s gaze on her. She couldn’t read the look on his face she wanted to cover her body up with her hands and go cry in a hole. She wasn’t confident enough to start with and with Damien’s gaze on her she felt like she was naked. She waited for him to say something but he didn’t, he just continued to eat his bagel. Wow, Reese. Even he thinks you look gross in the dress. The big Caine couldn’t even say anything. Running a hand through her hair, she glanced down at her dress and realized who was she kidding to think that she could pull off a dress like this. It was made for someone that could turn heads when they walked into a room. Not Reese. Not her. She should've choose something simple and plain, something acceptable for her appearance. Once Ashton started speaking she was quick to cut him off as she awkwardly looked up from the dress and towards him, “You’re right. It looked better on the rack. I’ll just go get changed and find something less extravagant,” she explained as she keep her gaze off of Damien, “I’ll quickly go put it back.”

"You'll have to wait till tomorrow" she teased Ashton back, before turning to Reese. "And don't you dare. That dress is Made for you Reese. It's perfection. If you put it back I'm just going to have it sent to your house anyways, ok? So there's no point. You're wearing it." Alexandra crossed her arms across her chest, daring her to say no, when suddenly her publicist rushed up. "Alright, Alexandra, it's time for the next shoot this one should be fast, and then you guys can get out of here, ok?"