☼Leila Perez☼

The farm was right along the beach. Literally. 

Rachel drove the rent-a-car along the edge of the grass, right next to the sand, and then turned up a driveway that led right down to the beach. I watched as the driveway entwined past a strawberry field, a clean-looking lake, a small house, a horse stables and finally led up to something resembling a mansion. Whoever lived here had quite a lot of money. I could probably afford five of these and still have some money left over, but not everyone is me. 

"Wow," Sera said quietly. 

Zoe nodded excitedly, "Pretty, isn't it?"

"It's huge!" Sera squealed. 

I pressed my lips together. I'd been sitting with the two squeaky five-year-olds for the past two hours on the drive, and I was mad at Castor for abandoning me with them. He pulled down the mirror to check his hair and I glared at him. He smirked. But I used to opportunity to check my own hair. I touched up the part and then pulled out my lipstick. I added it carefully.

Castor winked and I rolled my eyes, putting away the tube. 

Sera whispered rather loudly to Zoe, "I can't believe you know Leila though!"

Zoe nodded excitedly, "Cool, right?!"

I hid a smile from my face but put an arm around Zoe in the middle and put my cheek on her head. Sera looked at me with wonder as Zoe put her arms around me. I yawned and closed my eyes. 

Rachel scowled loudly, "Don't do that, Leila. We're getting out, right now."

I pulled away from Zoe as the car rolled to a stop. I closed the car door behind me and headed with Castor to get my suitcase. Castor took it from my grasp, "I've got it, Nerd."

I tugged on the handle, "Castor, give me my suitcase back."

"No, Princess."

"Castor," I growled.

"You don't need to growl at me," he patted my head, "If you want to make love, just ask."

Deja vu, much?

I rolled my eyes, "Jerk."

"Barbie."

"Ken."

"Nerd."

"Sean O'Donnell."

"Hey!" he shouted, "I much hotter than Sean O'Donnell."

"Give me my suitcase back," I glared at him.

"Don't want to because you'll complain later about your arms hurting."

"I wouldn't dare," I crossed my arms across my chest, "Anyways, your suitcase is like... twice the size of mine."

"You can carry mine if you want," he smirked. 

"Jerk!" I shouted, "Give me my suitcase."

He rolled his eyes, "No comeback, really?"

I frowned and then grinned.

"What?" he raised an eyebrow.

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him lightly. I heard his breathing hitch and I grabbed my suitcase, "Thanks, Ken."

"Thanks for the free kiss, Nerd," he chuckled.

"Well..." an unfamiliar voice sneered, "That's not exactly something I want to see first thing in the morning."

I looked over my shoulder at a girl with glossy black hair. Her eyes suddenly went wide, "No freaking way!"

I gulped.

The pre-teen squealed, "It's Leila! From Victoria's Secret! Oh my god!"

I blushed deeply and stepped back into Castor, looking at my feet. Castor laughed, "Hey Steph."

Steph grinned, "Hey Cast! Oh my god, I can't believe that my step-cousin is dating the Leila."

To be honest, I couldn't believe I was dating Castor...

Zoe ran and hugged Steph, "Stephy!"

"Zoe," the girl laughed and hugged her back.

A boy with jet black hair like his step-sister walked out and joined Steph. He couldn't have been older than fourteen. His eyes went wide and raked over me. 

I wrinkled my nose and hid my face in my hair, turning in to Castor.

I could still feel the boy's eyes on me.

Castor threw an arm around my shoulders, "Hey Alex!"

Alex said quietly, "Hey Cast, why didn't you tell me you were bringing a world-famous supermodel with you?"

Castor chuckled, "Good to see you too, Alex."

I could hear the sarcasm painted in his voice.

"I-I mean... yeah. Good to see you," Alex squeaked.

I heard a woman's voice yell, "Rachel?! Ah! It's so good to see you again!"

I looked up and saw a black-haired woman running down to greet Rachel. I turned back to face Castor, "Can we go inside now? I'm..."

He smirked, "Don't like being looked at, Barbie?"

I blushed and whispered, "Not by fourteen-year-old boys that are leering at me."

Castor chuckled softly and then said loudly, "Stop the staring, Alex. Steph, you can show her to her room, if you want?"

Steph grinned brightly and ran to take my suitcase from me. I tried to object but she held up a finger, "You are my guest. It's not because you're a celebrity; it's just common courtesy."

I smiled gently and followed her up to the mansion. 

*****

"We'll be sharing this room for two weeks," Steph grinned, "And in those two weeks I want to know about you as a person."

I smiled at her, "Thanks."

She winked, "Because, you know, I assume there's a personality behind the world-famous supermodel, and that drugs isn't the reason why you weren't at the show last night."

"Drugs?" I repeated. Then I burst out laughing, "I don't do drugs, Steph."

"Oh good," she giggled, "Sorry."

"Don't be," I shrugged. Steph moved and put my suitcase next to the large double bed. 

I sat down on the bed with my legs crossed. Then as I looked at my lap I narrowed my eyes at the lines my legs made. I moved them so my feet swung off the edge. Then I frowned at how my legs moved out to either side so I squished them together. It was uncomfortable, but made them look smaller.

Steph narrowed her eyes at my legs, "What are you doing? Do you need the bathroom?"

I sprung up from my place on the bed and grinned, "Yes, please."

Steph directed me to the bathroom and said, "I'll be just outside so we can head down to see the beach together."

I winced and then nodded. I opened the door and closed it. I felt like I was jiggling when I walked. I shouldn't have agreed to have that hot chocolate at the airport this morning. Or to have the breakfast on the plane. I bent over the toilet and emptied out my stomach. I stopped when I couldn't vomit anymore and I wiped my mouth with toilet paper. I flushed the toilet and washed my hands, looking at myself in the mirror. I still felt larger than a model should be.

I opened the bathroom door to see Steph's worried face, "A-are  you okay? I-I thought I-I h-heard puk-puking?"

I shrugged, "Just a little carsick is all."

She frowned and then nodded, "Ok-kay. Do you want me to tell Aunt Rachel?"

"It's fine," I said quickly.

"What about Cast--"

"No," I shook my head violently, "Please don't let Castor know."

"Don't let him know what?" a girl's voice asked.

It was Sera.

"Nothing," I smiled lightly. 

Zoe rounded the corner and crossed her arms, "Were you sick again?"

I gulped, "Zoe..."

She quickly sprinted down the hallway. I ran a few meters before stopping. My head hurt too much with each step. My stomach began groaning.

"This must be really bad car sickness," Steph murmured. 

I closed my eyes as the world began to twist, "M-make sure... Just... get Castor..."

Then I fainted for the second time. 

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I know I said that I wouldn't let the eating disorder envelope the book but I'm really enjoying the emotions I get to play around with. Sorry! :( Please don't hurt me... It won't go on for too long, don't worry. 

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