Chapter Seven
PRESLEY
Opening the large window in my room, I look out at the vastness. Staring at the cloudless blue sky inspires me to head out and find more areas to stage shots. Even though Colton helped me take some great ones yesterday, I’m here to take full advantage of the scenery and to stock up on pictures. With land for miles and the breathtaking views, I almost don’t know where to start. If only I could find a couple more models—ones who won’t torment me with their devilish good looks and snarky smart mouths.
Once again, my hair can’t handle the humidity. Instead of trying to maintain it, I throw it in a messy bun. I also don’t bother with a lot of makeup since it’ll melt right off, so I just put on some lipstick and waterproof mascara. My eyelashes and eyebrows are so blond
