☼Leila Perez☼

"Lucy!" I squealed and ran to greet her. 

The frail woman was stronger than she looked as she caught me in a hug. I pulled away sharply, "Where did your glasses go?"

"Contacts," she said innocently, "Black-rimmed glasses are so last week, Leila."

I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders and looked up at Rachel. Rachel smiled, "Lucy, right? Nice to see you again."

"And you, Mrs Cruz," Lucy winked, "Where's that brother of yours? I have to say thank you."

Rachel led Lucy into the kitchen where everyone was still eating their dinner - thankfully, a chicken caesar salad. Lucy smiled, "Hello, everybody! Very, very nice to meet you all. Cruz, looking delish as always."

Cruz smirked, "Thanks Lucy. Nice contacts."

Steph looked up at Lucy with wide eyes, "Ohmygod, you're actually their agent... this is so cool."

"Isn't she a pretty thing?" Lucy examined Steph and her eyes then trailed to Alex, "You look pretty handsome yourself."

Alex grinned brightly, "Thank you, thank you."

Lucy frowned, "Like a younger version of Cruz, right Leila?"

I giggled slightly, "Exactly."

Sera squeaked, "You're tiny."

Zoe nodded, "Lucy... why're you so short?"

Lucy huffed and turned to me, "Leila, meeting, now. You've finished your dinner, right?"

I shrugged, "Obviously."

"Cruz?" Lucy clicked her fingers and turned before asking, "Where's the study?"

Uncle Sam chortled and pointed down the hall, "The very end on the left."

Lucy nodded her head politely, "Come on my clients."

I exchanged an amused glance with Castor and walked with him to the study. Lucy was already sitting in Sam's chair when we entered. She pulled out her laptop and typed in her password and then said, "Okay, beauties. We need to create our plan."

"We've already got Steph and Alex spreading the word to their friends locally," Castor explained.

"From what I can tell there will be at least a few dozen kids on the beach tomorrow," I blushed, "The meet 'n' greet will be insane."

"From what my emails tell me," Lucy interrupted, "Is that this entire thing is blowing up over social media. I think you can expect a few hundred teens and pre-teens, models."

Castor stiffened, "A few hundred?!"

"Yuh-huh," Lucy nodded with wide eyes, "And they aren't here for just Leila. This post on twitter says: Oh my god, Cruz is so freaking hot. Can he just marry me already? Def gonna be there tomorrow to meet him ;)

Castor's eyebrows popped up. 

I giggled slightly.

"I've already got people setting up on the beach."

I recalled the moving vans.

"They're setting up various food stalls, a stereo system, a merchandise stall even," Lucy described and my heart warmed up, "Instead of just a meet 'n' greet, it's going to be you can get something signed by you guys, have a small chat and get a photo. What do you think?"

I exchanged a glance with Castor, "That sounds amazing!"

Lucy nodded to herself, "Well, we've got to now work on what you're going to wear, and the publicity."

"Publicity?" Castor smirked, "We've already got hundreds coming."

"Yes, but," Lucy winked, "We could get this aired even? Or into a magazine. Oh!"

She quickly whipped out her phone, called a number and put it on speaker. It read Andrew (SIAU). 

He picked up before it had even rung, "Talk to me."

"Andrew," she chirped, "Listen, we're in the process of organising a meet 'n' greet on the beach tomorrow with Leila and Cruz."

"You are?" he outburst, "Why didn't you say so earlier? I have the perfect idea! Include a few interviews with fans and include them in the edition! Perfect! Goodbye, I have to organise it."

He hung up. I stared at the phone in shock, "He works fast."

Lucy nodded, "That's why he's a good director."

"Fact," Castor grinned. 

"Now," Lucy smiled evilly, "On what you're going to wear..."

*****

Let's just say, Lucy organised for a designer in Brisbane to drive out to meet us at nine p.m. at night to talk fashion. 

She wanted to indulge in the beach-y theme and decided on swimsuits and natural looking - as in I can't wear makeup and Castor can't use gel. 

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So I hope you enjoyed :) If you did, leave me a comment, if you didn't, tell me what I can improve on. How are you? Leave me a comment and a vote if you're healthy or sick. If you're sick, I hope you feel better. Shoutout to those that are reading this at 1am. Another short chappie: Really, please don't kill me, I'm innocent (or so you think, mwahahahaha). 

Sharky.