#lesbian model

Loie Fuller in Salome costume (1895) by Photographer Van Bosch.

Random story I wrote in December about a model and a hockey player. If it gets recognition I’ll post more! I have 15 chapters just rotting in my Google Docs app, it’s also posted on wattpad!!

Chapter 1 - Leia Montgomery.

Leia wakes up in the warmth of her penthouse that she rented in LA. Her alarm blurts out loudly at 7:00AM sharp. She lazily smacks her hand on her phone to stop the alarm from blaring through her whole bedroom and gets up. She sits up and puts her feet on the white fuzzy rug beneath her. She takes off her pajamas and changes into some more presentable clothes for the day ahead. A short, tight, leather, black skirt paired with a white-ish beige, fitted, turtle neck top. 

She walks into her bathroom, after changing. 

“God I look like a zombie..” She groaned as she ran her two hands down her face looking in the mirror in front of her. Leia brushed her teeth and then started doing her makeup. 

She always leaned towards a more glowy and natural look. After doing her makeup she did her strawberry-blonde hair in her signature blowout. It takes her at least an hour to do her makeup, plus an additional hour to do her hair. By the time she finished it was 9:00AM. 

She walked out of the bathroom that now reeked of heavy hairspray and setting spray, also with a mix of perfume that smelt like cherries and vanilla. Leia walked down the hallway into her kitchen and started making herself breakfast. 

Usually she was at a photoshoot by this time but her agent or mother hasn’t booked anything this Friday, so she had a day off. Leia still planned to do things today, being the reason why she had gotten ready so early. She planned to go get coffee, go shopping, then come home and relax until she went to the lounge bar with her friends later in the evening.

She opens her fridge and takes out eggs, placing them on her marble counter, grabbing a bowl and placing a pan on the stove that hasn’t been turned on yet. She cracked two eggs into the bowl before grabbing a fork to whisk them. Leia finished whisking it after 3 minutes or so. She clicked the oven on and poured the whisked eggs into the pan with a yawn. 

15 minutes later, she finished cooking and ate while sitting at her island counter, scrolling through social media until her friend, Teagan, called her. Leia quickly answered and held the phone to her ear.

 “Helloo?” Leia said with her face stuffed with scrambled eggs. 

“Hey!” Teagan said from the other side of the phone. “Listen, I have to tell you something.” Teagan said in an excited tone. 

“What is it?” Leia smiled and set her fork down as she swallowed her food to seriously listen.

“Jessie Varity is gonna be at the same bar as us tonight!” Teagan giggled and bit her lip.

Leai’s jaw DROPPED. “Jessie Varity as in Jessie Varity from that one movie?” Leia pressed her finger against her lip as she thought. Obviously not remembering the name of the movie. “damn it! What’s it called?” She asked Teagan.

“Masked murders 6?” Teagan said flawlessly. 

“Yes, That’s it!” Leia yelled.

“Welll.. let’s talk about it once we get to the mall, Kay?” Teagan hummed. “Unless, you want me to pick you up.” 

“Oh wait, that works.” Leia said as she finished up eating her scrambled eggs. 

“Alrighttt, I’ll see you in two hours?” Teagan said.

“Yeah. That works. See yaaa!” She made little ‘mwah’ ‘mwah’ noises before hanging up.

Leia quickly got up and tossed her plate and fork into the sink before wiping her mouth. Walking over to her couch to collapse on it and scroll on her phone.

2 hours after laying on her couch. Her phone made a ding! Noise. It was Teagan messaging her about being on her way. 

Leia groaned and got up, knowing she had to prepare at the last minute.

“Ugh.. why do I do this to myself?” She huffed out.

She applied more lipstick on, then walked into her bedroom. Snagging her purse off her side table and putting her lipstick in it. Making sure her wallet and sunglasses were inside before walking back out into the kitchen and grabbing her house key off the small hook hung up on the wall. Walking up to her front door and leaving.

She got into the elevator and clicked ‘floor 1’. After 2 minutes she walked outside the elevator doors and outside the back door exit of the high-rise building that led into the parking garage where Teagan was pulled up right in front of. 

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