About a Girl by Lindsey Kelk

Author:Lindsey Kelk [Kelk, Lindsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2013-07-03T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The rest of the afternoon passed too quickly. We lazed on the beach, Nick read, I devoured everything Kekipi had put in the picnic basket and we silently agreed not to ask each other any more difficult questions. We also spent so long kissing that by the time we made it back to the cottages my lips were so chapped I thought they were falling off. When we parted ways on the beach, without so much as a goodbye, and trotted back to our respective homes, I paused by the door, looking back at him to see if he was looking back at me. He wasn’t. Without a second glance, Nick let himself into the cottage and closed the door behind him. My heart sank a little but my brain gave me a gentle slap and pushed me inside. I still couldn’t quite work out how things could be so insanely fabulous with someone I hardly knew, someone I barely liked and someone I would most likely never see again in four days’ time. Maybe Nick was right ? maybe I did worry too much. But to be fair, I had quite a lot to worry about.

And the first thing on the list was the note I found from Paige scribbled on a piece of kitchen roll and stuck to my fridge. At first I smiled ? writing on kitchen roll was such an Amy thing to do ? but once I’d registered what the makeshift message actually said, I felt a little less warm and fuzzy and considerably more queasy.

‘I wish she would bloody stop letting herself in here,’ I muttered, casting my eyes over her scrawl.

The models had arrived.

There were models. On the same island as me. Not that there weren’t always models on the same island as me. I lived and worked in East London, for God’s sake ? there were usually models on the same bus as me – but these were models I was going to take pictures of. And I was so scared that they would take one look at me, smell the fear and know. Models were like horses. I’d be holding the camera wrong or I’d ask them to smile instead of smize and the jig would be well and truly up. Whenever we did shoots at the ad agency, I always sent one of my team to deal with the models ? they were altogether too intimidating and, hilariously, they always reminded me of Vanessa. We just didn’t see eye to eye. Literally, in some cases. The rest of the kitchen-towel message was no more reassuring. I read it a couple of times over, just to make sure I wasn’t missing anything.

– Models arrive at 6.00, staying in cottages next 2 u. Pls go and say hi.

– I have ‘plans’. Meet outside 2moro @ 7.00 a.m.

– We are shooting w/Artie NOT Bertie

Paige xx

P.S. bring camera

Next to the last bullet point was a huge winky face.

Oh good, it was supposed to be a joke.

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