"(5)Women need a reason for taking their clothes off, men only need and excuse", said Tyler, as he was clicking away as it neared the end of the photoshoot.
Anthony was watching the entire production leaning back on his chair, and once again he realized that it never seized to amaze him how talented this girl was. She was modeling the latest chiffon and tulle emsembles. With her hair in ringlets and the fabric of her gown floating in the wind that was created by the fans the crew put around her, she literally looked ethereal. "(6) Are you flesh or are you spirit?", he asked the girl, though he knew she wouldn't hear her over the Enya song blasting through the speakers.
The entire theme of the photoshoot was produced to ignite an out-of-this-world sensation for the viewers. There were extras dresses as aliens from deep space that carried signs that said;"(2)We come to visit you with peace and goodwill'.
Anthony rolles his eyes and thought that barely fell short of the cliche"Take me to your leader", one.
Not two minutes had passed after Tyler called "That's a wrap", that they heard the squealing of Marissa demanding to know, "(4)What's this doohickey?" as she kept holding a couture gown in an arms lenght, using her thumb and index finger asif she were holding a dirty diaper.
Tyler groaned, "Would you please cut the diva, crap, the shoot is a wrap and Anastacia did an amazing job, I don't want you to ruin everybody's mood with your bickering about the wardrobe one more time. This attitude is the main reason why you weren't booked for this shoot to begin with."
Marissa was another model-in-demand, who also happenned to be sleeping with Tyler, and all through out the three day shoot, her nagging and petty attempts to find fault in every piece and look, was taking its toll on the crew. Thank God the shoot was finished successfully, but no thanks to Marissa's help.
Tyler figured he can't go through another assignment with Marissa and her attitude, so he decided to end it before it got even more complicated. Which was a bummer because she was amazing in bed, yet, the man needed some peace of mind desperately, so he told his first assistant to let Marissa know that he was expecting to meet her in his trailer in ten minutes.
Marissa was brimming with jelousy for having lost the job to Anastacia and she wasn't even sophisticated enough to conceal her feelings while she was interacting with the crew. Once Tyler's assistant, Eddie led her into the trailer that he was using as a temporary office, she shook her arm free of Eddie's grip, and turned to Tyler with a beet-red face,"(3)What the devil is this all about, why was I brought here?"
Tyler took a deep breath to calm his nerves down, he really didn't need this after all that hard work but this conversation was long past due,"Listen, darling. You are a remarkable woman, however this wasn't a job you were booked for, therefore there was no reason for you to be here" He raised his hand to silence her gently, when he saw she opened her mouth to protest,"Let me finish what I have to say first.
This is what I do, Marissa. This is my life, and my art, my carreer. When you volunteered to come along on location with me, I should have known how complicated this would become, yet I still let you come with us because you sounded so adament in your desire to help me and be a part of the production. We all saw that things didn't quite turn out that way. Your diva-like attitude and your mood swings have made everyone on the crew nervous. I am responsible for my crew and I can't let this repeat ever again. So, as great as you genuinely are, you and I are going to have to part company now."
Marissa looked taken aback, apparently she was counting on her power over him too much to foresee Tyler's reaction, Inside, she couldn't blame him , she knew he was right, but that didn't take anything away from the burning humiliation she felt for being so blatantly dumped. The crew would have a field day with this, and it would be all over the tabloids by the time they got back. She was seing red, so in a split second she raised her hand and slapped Tyler across the face as hard as she could, and left his trailer in a daze of unverbalized rage.
Tyler let his head fall back and let out a deep breath he hadn't even realized that he was holding. This break-up was going to be a little messier than he had initially anticipated, but the hardest part was over, and finally he would have some peace of mind, then he caught his own reflection on the mirror and said to it,"Well, it had to be done,(1)It always pays to tell the truth, I can see that now. No more games, just straight truth".
THE END