The agnecy.

Janet Harris

Janet scurried into the room filled with the new recruits, the boss or know as Mr. Robinson to others advised,( by advised I mean ordered) her to show the newbies around. She opened the tan door into the waiting room. She looked around with a clipboard in her head and pen on her ear and a grey suit with a matching pencil skirt and a huge grin on her face. "Welcome to Raw" She said her lower lip twitching of nervousness, she was in charge of these people and if one of them messes up.. well she's fired. "Okay so my names Janet and I'll be your tour guide, I'll give you a sec to gather your things as we head up to the dorms and show you around the building. Great any questions?"She asked politely waiting for a brief 30 seconds before she began rapidly walking up the prefect hallways of this prefect building.


She lead them into a dim hallways and on the sides were rooms each marked with a name. "I'll give you guys a chance to get settled before your first huge meeting. Models here are your schedules and Photographers her are your shooting times and camera workshop times, make up artists here are your branded colors to use and not to use on the model,oh and back-stage artist you need to change quickly and report to me asap, you have to start working on the set." She quickly said before handing them some papers and quickly speeding off into the opposite direction. She glanced backing they were oddly quite friendly? She quickly skipped towards another office to talk to some important people before returning back. "Okay Back Stage Designers follow me, others rest and introduce yourselves."

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Schedule for Models:

6:50 - Breakfast
7:20-Excercise
7:46-Make-up
8:20-Clothes
8:40-Photoshoot 1
9:30- Break
9:35-Catwalk
10:26-Interview
11:01-Excercise
12:O5-Lunch
12:10- Make-Up 2
12:40-Clothes 2
1:50-Shoot 2
2:48-Meeting with boss
3:40-Picture selection
4:30-Media coverage
6:40-Dinner
7:30-Free time
10:59 (precisely)-Sleep
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Photographers:

4:30-Camera workshop
5:20- Photoshop
7:30: Quick breakfast
7:35- Camera set up
8:00-Break
8:40-Photoshoot 1
9:30- Set ideas
10:15-Talk to the Boss
10:30 meeting with Back Stage workers.
11:20-Break
12:40- Camera setup
1:50- Shoot 2
2:58-Meeting with Magazines.
6:30- Free time
7;20-Dinner
7;30-Free time
10:59- Sleep

Just for starters, the Schedules will get more and more compact and difficult to keep up with. Understand you character may be kicked out of this Modeling Agency, but hey it's life right? (Joking you can make another char of you want just don't want a character who skips every shoot and all kinds of junk. )
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(Sorry quite busy, I made it simple and easy to understand, so right now everyone but the backstage people are chilling in their rooms or if they decide to go to other peoples rooms, they should be unpacking at this moment. Sorry Janet is SO BORING -_- I barely had time to make her personality or anything. Anywho Make-Up peeps are going to get your list of colors and makeup and stuff, Photographers will later get their cameras if they didn't bring their own. Work will start next week so they have a whole week to learn the rules and practice their drills and all kinds of crap.)

Candice:
Candice looked around at the group of kids around her, they all seemed very pretty and skilled. She hoped she would be able to keep up with them all. She received the schedule; 6:30? That was alright with her. She felt the gentle nudge of Jace's hand against hers, knowing what he wanted. She held his hand lightly, her thumb rubbing the back of his hand. She knew how shy he was and being around all of these people sure did not make it any less stressful on him. He looked at her as he chewed his lip.

Castiel:
Cas watched the other models and people talk amongst themselves. He saw Candice and Jace try and comfort each other. He knew they were scared, so he moved next to them, smiling. He threw his arms around them and stuck his head between them. "Guys, come on. Don't be so scared, this is nothing" He shuffled Jaces hair as to what Jace grimaced, "The hair."

She blinked slowly. Once. Twice. Three times. What had just happened? One moment she was awkwardly standing among the other models of Raw and she suddenly found herself rushing after a woman (Jamie? Janet?) with an arm full of lugging. Flora cursed under her breath for going overboard on the packing as she tried to keep up with the rushing around her. When she got the chance to get to her room and drop her lugging on her bed, she took a chance to read the schedule that was shoved into her face by one of the other models. Rude. She frowned slightly, brushing her honey brown hair out of her face as she plopped onto her bed, very unladylike as she lent back on her palms, wrinkling the schedule underneath her small hands. "So far so good.." She said after a moment with a full sigh and a smile, then slowly, the smile fell slightly as she surveyed the dull room. She hated to admit it, but she missed home already. She felt alone.

(Hope that you meant 'bedroom' when you said room lol )
"No!" She couldn't help but shout as she stood up, throwing her schedule to the side as she turned and began to unpack her backs with intense concentration. She wasn't going to dwell on her feelings for home right now, this was the start of her new career, she had to focus for now. She a quick nod to the tiny pep talk she gave to herself in her head, she got to work. Soon, her homemade blankets and pillows donned the once blank bed, picture frames and little knick-knacks occupied the tiny shelves the room offered, along with a colorful lamp on the nightstand next to her bed.

Next were the posters of her favorite singers and people to hang all over the room with Jason Aldean placed right above her bed. She gave a dreamy sigh and stared, propping her chin with her hand in silence. Clearing her throat, she snapped herself out of her little fantasy and began to circled the room, deciding to leave her clothes in her bags and save unpacking them for later. She eyed her handiwork with an approved nod, now she didn't feel so home sick anymore.

For awhile, she stayed in her room, trying to keep herself occupied, but of course, her excitement got the best of her as she peeked her head out of her room. She glanced around before tip toeing out as if she was a spy on a mission, she wanted to see as much as Raw had to offer. She walked through the halls, her hands lightly twisting in her sweater, black and homemade from her gran before she passed away. She even threaded shiny pieces of thread here and there, it was Flora's favorite. She shook her head wildly, slapping her head to her forehead. "Crap. I'm doing it again."

Walking in the buliding she held her makeup kit and bag close to her body. She took out her red iphone out and pressed the app for the translator,knowing she wouldn't understand all of what the women was saying. As she grabed it out it slid on to the floor and it's case spit into two. She rolled her wide hazel green eyes and exhaled squating down picking up the two pieces,hearing the women talk about what colors to use and not use use on a model or something. Honestly,she did what colors she thought looked good on that certain model,but seeing that she was working for cash an for someone else she just would have to swallow her pride and do what she was told. She got up and put her bag down before looking at her outfit,making sure it looked perfect.

As the girl waled away and told them to say hello to someone,she started to feel nervous. Maybe she wasn't ready for this,I mean all these people looked like they fit in,were quite good looking if she could say so herself, and spoke fluent english. And Muse,well she has freshly dyed orange hair and only knew the basics of the damn language called english. She got her suitcase fulled with every color of makeup you could think of. She honesly wasn't in the mood to mess up on what she ws saying and get all red in her face to someone she just met. She cleared her throat keeping her small heart shaped head down,lettin her hair get in her face. She kept looking down as he bumped into someone,she didn't see who but she just kept her head down and spoke softly,"Sorry about that." she moved out the way and looked at the rooms trying to see what room was hers. "Um,hm. Let's see," She looke at one door near the end of the hallway and away from everyone else. The name stood out,Sunny Robin Choi,it was mispelled. She groaned and just left it alone. She opened the door and shut it behind her. She looked around and smiled,she actually did it! She actually left Korea to follow her dream.....wait what did she do?! She left home with out her parents,what if she got fired and had to move back home?! "mabsosa , museun jis-eul hangeoya?!" She said to herself before grabbing a few posters out her bag. She needed someting to make it feel like home so she brought a few posters from home. She grabbed the swirlly chair and stoo on it put her favorite poster of Taeyang up. She knew she might have to take them down but it was her room so she should be able to do what she wants....right?

After a while she walked out her room seeing a few people still hanging around. She cleared her throat and just put one of her earbuds in her pierced ear and started to blast her favorite K-Pop song of all time. She looked at a few of the guys and smiled before looking back at her phone. Maybe this won't be too terrible. She smirked at the thought.

Translaton:"Oh God,what did I do?!"

Neko watched with a slightly confused glance, the people surrounding him were so...good-looking. It almost made him feel a bit insecure -almost- watching as everyone stood a little awkwardly as the woman rushed to explain things. Neko found himself staring around surveying the area, watching as the woman hurriedly pass out the schedules, Neko watched in slight confusion as he didn't receive one. Sure, he probably would be working harder since he was back-stage, but he felt somewhat bad for the makeup artists because he believed all models were very mean. It was just an observation though. Watching as the different people interacted, he noticed one in particular holding a makeup kit. Neko probably wouldn't be working close to anyone, except fellow backstage designers.

Half listening to Janet as she talked; although Neko should have had his full attention on her, he couldn't help but fidget around."Okay, backstage designers fallow me." Janet said looking back. Realizing that he was one, Neko fallowed the woman looking back towards the others. Surely he wasn't the only one, right? Wrinkling his nose, he didn't expect to even start working so early. "Umm, miss," he started a little cautiously, "Where are we heading?"

Not liking to be left out in the dark, he made quick, short strides trying to keep up with her fast pace. The building already giving off a professional vibe, Neko couldn't help but feel slightly intimidated. He didn't expect to be working at his first day on the job. Hopefully it wouldn't be anything to hard.

Roma sat in the waiting room, sipping the coffee she had gotten herself before showing up at the building. Her eyes glanced around the room at all the faces, all the rather attractive and beautiful faces that is, asuming most of them were models. Why so many? she thought to herself as she waited for something interesting to happen, well, it is a modeling agency after all, they are going to need quite a few models. The woman shrugged her shoulders and continued to sit, untill someone came through a tan door, it was a woman, who greeted them all.

It wasn't long before Janet, as she called herself, to start leading them down the dim, poor lite hallways. In a way it seemed odd for the hallways to be a little lighted as they were, to think you'd not be able to see where you're going in this place when going from room to room. Again she listened to her talk as well as hand out schedues for the models and photographers, even the make-up artist had gotten a list. What about the Back Stage Desingers? she stood and thought to herself, it seemed odd they didn't have particular times as they did, or maybe have a timed schdual wasn't too important for what they did.

Roma's head picked up from her thinking after hearding Janet speak, haveing the Back Stage Designers follow her. It seemd a bit odd they had to go work so soon, that was if they were going to work right at the moment. Yet, she followed anyway, noticing someone following behind the woman as well. Certainly it had to be another Back Stage Designer, there wouldn't be any other reason why they'd be following her as she was. The time came she needed to introduce herself to this other Designer, if they were going to work together she needed to know him. With a quick walk and a tap on his shoulder, Roma introduced herself kindly, and softly. "Hi there," she begane , making her way to his side, "my name is Roma, is it alright if I ask for your name?" she smiled at him, waiting for his reply, if any.

Waiting for Janet to respond, Neko walked idly behind the woman now. Trailing her like a duck would it's mother, the hallway would be to crowded if he were to walk side-by-side. Feeling a tap on his shoulder, Neko looked to see a woman, maybe the same age, with blonde hair and black highlights. She must be a back stage designer, he thought sighing in relief. At least he wouldn't have to be all by his self. "My name is Roma, is it alright if I ask for your name?"

Neko couldn't help but to find it odd how the woman phrased the sentence. She must be very polite, he thought introducing himself back. "Nice to meet you, I'm Neko." He said smiling, but he was already smiling to begin with. The mixture of happiness and anxiety turning his stomach inside out. Not really sure what to do next, Neko thought of some topics that would pertain to, well, their jobs.

"So Roma, what kind of art do you like." He asked putting some space between them so it wouldn't be to crowded. How long was this hallway exactly? Somewhat envious at the others since they didn't have to work yet. At least the pay's decent, he thought shoulders slumping.

Lisa walked in silently, too busy looking around to notice the people around her. She was dressed smartly, dress pants, white shirt and a black waistcoat topped off with a jazzy trilby, but she felt like a tiny child in the worlds biggest candy shop. Here she was at Raw Modelling.

She looked around the people, observing their various habits for shoot ideas. She already had a couple lined up in her head, she just had to put then on paper. but first. She had top introduce herself to at least one colleague. Okay. Let's see, she thought. There was a few guys, and a few girls. Jeez. She took a breaqth, walked up to a random guy.
"I'm Lisa. i do photography. And you are?"
'too businesslike!' she mentally scolded herself, but ignored it.

(Yes, I meant bedroom when I said room ,sorry about that)


Janet
Janet looked at the boy and said "Your about to find out." Before speeding walking down the hallway.
Janet looked around at the group she had following her, she lead them down one of the longest hallways in the building. Pictures and frames of magazines with top models much like Tyra Banks proudly stood on the walls of the building, She rolled her eyes, she envied every person who got their face on the wall no matter how ridiculous they looked well she has been working her butt off for who knows how many years in this company, almost got fired 15 times in the process. She walked rapidly to the left before opening a brown door into a large art studio, the smell of paint and other mixtures filled the air, Drawing and painting pads were by the corner, while wood and a workshop were in another. She walked them around the rather large area showing the the different designs the other back-stage designers were working on. She faked smiled, oh how she hated this job walking around in 2-inch heels all day carrying a iPad all day like some insane person and praying that the elevator will finally work.Matter of fact now that she taught of it, Mr. Anderson never seemed to care if the elevator was working or not,she wondered why it wasn't fixed. She grunted looking at the group, she did this every year this group seemed no different they all looked so talented and prefect. "So designers here is your home! not technically but you know what I mean right" She said her voice sounding childish and girly. She looked at the time on her watch and ruffled her hair and frowned. "Shit."


She had missed a meeting well, she missed the time she was supposed to walk them to the other side of the building for a meeting. Now the meeting starts in 2 minutes and it will take a couple minutes to get there. She looked back at the group "Catch up or leave this building" She sternly enforced running down the long slender hallway. She glanced back as a few of them ran trying to catch up, this was a meeting for the Back-Stage Designers she had to get them there on time or she was fired. Not some joke or prank, this was business. Mr.Anderson never played and if he did someone was going to die, not start crying they would be in the hospital under intensive care... they way she saw it. She ran down the stairs hurrying and spilling her Coco-Moca on the floor, she wanted to go and clean it up but her job was on the line. She checked her clock....1 minute left before Mr.Anderson will blow her head off.


She made 17 rights, 15 left and went down 5 stairways to finally get there 3 minutes late, She looked around.. where were they?? she wondered before biting her nails, now she was going to go find them and deal with her Boss..."Am over" she said slumping over on the tan wall. She needed this job to pay the bills for her parents who are ill , herself and her boyfriend who she seriously wants to break up with but keeps crawling back like some hobo who can't afford to buy a pair of socks.

Desiree waited awkwardly amongst the group. She missed like half of what Janet said and she had no clue what she was doing there. SHe smiled a littl and walked to another person who looked just as nervous (Candice). She smiled briefly and tucked her hair behind her ear, one of her many nervous habbits.
"I;m Desiree," She said to her. Once again tucking her hair behind her ears. She smiled at her then blushed briefly when she noticed Castiel and Jace. When it came to boys even being around her she was a dear in the headlights. SO she just looked down at her shoes. They were ridiculously exspensive and were given to her at a photoshoot a while back. SHe loved those shoes. And today they matched her outfit perfectly.

Candice:
Candice smiled lightly back at her, extending her hand, "I'm Candice. This is Jace and Castiel." She had been watching everyone move about and talking. "So, where are the room?"It was Castiel speaking now, He had a slight smile on his lips as he asked. Candice glanced back at him, hearing castiel speaking to someone kindly was odd. He was a kind guy, not to be confused, but he was just a bit hostile when it came to new people, but he was smiling at this girl. Jace stood awkwardly; dressed in high waters with a tight v-neck, he bit his lip.

"It's certainly a pleasure to meet you, Neko," she said to him kindly, with a soft tone to her voice. This man seemed rather nice, or so she thought for a moment since they've only just met a minute ago and you can never know when someone's would have a personality flip. Roma kept up her pace behind Janet, trying not to fall behind as she answered the question Neko had asked.

"Oh umm.." she begane, pausing for just a moment before speaking again, "honestly I don't really have any preferances when it comes to art, I like to dapper in any form when I've got the chance." Her attention was soon on the large art studio they'd had walked into and for a moment her mind was in awe and wonder, she couldn't believe how large and magnificent the place was. The smell of the place filled her nose with it's fresh scents of works in progress going on in there. "Yeah, I know what you mean," Roma answered Janet's question. Catch up or leave this building, she soon heard the woman say as the ran down the lond hallway, quickly following behind her.

Why were there so many turns? so many hallways and stairs that needed to be gone through? and mor importantly, where did they needed to be that was so important? Soon, though, they had all reached the destination that they were being lead to. Roman hadn't got there right after Janet, but walked into the room just a few seconds after her.

After a little while,Sunye decided to go look around just so she can learn her way around the place without getting lost. She walks toward the group,moving past everyone not even giving anyone a second glance. She kept her head down listening to her music in her percied ear. She walked quickly and with ease,leting her heels hit the floor in a beat. She turned the corner and and finally let her head up. She hated making eye contact with people she barely knew espcially boys. Looking around and around she started feel her mind boggle with all the different signs and symbols so she deicided to head back. As she did she looked for someone how seemed friendly but honestly they were all talikng to someone or just seemed plain rude. She exhaled and sat on one of the couchs just trying to think of what she can do to pass time.

"Really? That's surprising," Neko replied as Roma explained she didn't have a preference. He on the other hand loved superflat art, which was like anime or manga. But when ever he drew it he ended up mixing in realism so it looked semi-realistic. Which was nice too. Fallowing Janet, he watched wide-eyed as he was greeted with the area they'd be staying in. Not to bad, he thought smiling to himself. Still gawking at the room, he turned around to see Janet already hurrying down the hallway. In a slight daze, he watched as Roma hurried after her. Seeing that he should do the same, Neko quickly ran only to have to guess where they turned.

Managing to be a milisecond to late as the turned, Neko slowly found himself greeted with the last turn. Biting on his lip, he took a left exhaling as he found it to be right. Running in, just a little before Roma, he tried not to show how winded he was. He hated running, and wasn't the most fit even if he was skinny. Or slim as he liked to refer to it. Oh my god, I almost got lost. He thought berating himself, a friendly smile still on his face though.

Janet glared at them...they were unusually happy.
Her head suddenly started to ache, a throbbing sensation filled her body she sighed as her Blackberry suddenly vibrated. It was a new text and it read : ' Sorry for the lateness ,but the meeting for Backstage designers is cancelled due to the delay of Mr.Anderson you may proceed with the tutorial.-Jayd. Janet swore under her breath, but it was a little louder than expected. " Are you kidding me?! I killed myself going up and downstairs just for a freaking canceled meeting." she exclaimed before turning to the Backstage designers. "Okay, so it seems the meeting we were going to have is cancelled for some reason and I have to let you guys unpack before showing you guys around more...got it?" she said steadily before walking back into the narrow but long hallway which was now familiar. The dorm hallway which laid there bedrooms, placed on alphabetical order based on their last name. Janet knocked twice on everyone's door just in case the were still in there, once everyone was out she lead them down a pair of stairs and opened the door revealing a huge cafe area, which lied a bunch of small tables.


"This is the Cafe, this is were you would eat, and drink and chit-chat because I know all of you wanna do that..." She said winking, her head still hurt but she had to get through this. After showing them around the whole place, the set,the photography practice session and other places, they were allowed to roam around and explore. Something the boss suggested instead of using that boring method, she didn't know were that old man got his ideas but she liked them.



She went into the cafe were most of them were and bought herself a Moca. She took a seat at an empty table and looked around sighing at the newbies. They were something else. She blinked and checked the time, soon she would be leaving to probably go to sleep or something, it was getting dark.



(Character Adding- I tried to get the whole group..if I missed you am sorry I'll add you if you tell me)

DesIree blushed brightly at his smile she looked down. Then gave him one of her notorious shy smiles, she didn't do it on purpose she just happened to have a angelic face. She turned to Candace "I-I hope we'll be good friends" she said as she felt her cheeks redden. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ears.
"So where are you guys from" she asked then clarified "you seemed to know each other so I assumed" she said. Everytimeshe glanced at Castile she seemed to get totally tongue tied and make a fool of herself.
She peered at him under her thick black lashes and said to herself "please dont let me make a fool of myself."

Walking into the cafe,the smell of amazing coffee went up her nose. "Mm." she looked around in amazment how large it was,don't get me wrong she' seen big cafes but not inside another buliding. She could feel her hai getting in her face,she rolled her eyes and put it in a high ponytail showing off her new tattoo on the back of her neck. She looked in the window making sure all her long hairs were inside the ponytail before doing anything else.After fixing her ponytal she walked in line to order a coffee and sweet treat. Once making her way up to the front of the line she ordered,"Um.....a white choclate mocha.....and a bearclaw?" She said it more like a question than an order,both the things sounded starnge to her but also very tasty. She waited a while before getting handed her large coffee and andmond covered treat. Once paying for it she sat in an empty table and put her earbuds back in. She messed with her dimond ring on her left finger,it was funny most people thought she was engaged or married but really she did that so guys wouldn't mess with her. She took it off and put it on the table next to her,after getting tired of having it take the circulation on her finger. She kept her eye on the ring given to her by her great grandmother while she sipped her coffee.

Lisa joined the queue, humming something vaguely heavy metal to herself as she peered at what was on offer. Wrinkling her nose at all the fancy options, she just bought herself a black coffee and paid. She added one sugar, and sat down, pulling out a small hand camera and a tinsy little screwdriver. Taking the occasional sip of coffee, which sent a delicious hot trail to her stomach, she tinkered with the camera. The flash had stopped working for no reason. She made good money, and could probably pay to have it replaced, but she preferred to see if she if it was completely broken, or could be salvaged. She was so occupied with her camera she didn't notice a girl was already at the table with a bear claw and coffee.