"No way girl! You must be kidding me!" Sandra shouted at the top of her voice with so much shock, her eyes not leaving Prisca who was sat on the bed and slowly eating a bowl of cereal.
"Why on Earth will you let your dream go just because it was that stupid step brother of yours, you shouldn't have Prisca, do you want to go back to your struggling agency. See this as fate working in your life and who cares about that scumbag anyway" she let out with anger as Prisca explained everything to her.
"I don't want any of that because I don't want him to count favors for me. I want to do it on my own and I believe that if it is fate for me to work in that agency, they will come for me" Prisca pointed out with so much confidence.
"Really?"
"Yes, I am sure about that. Tomorrow, I am going back to my agency and continuing with my auditions. ``She placed the empty bowl on a table next to her bed.
Sandra sighed loudly, "Your summer was one of a kind".
Prisca laughed,"You talk like summertime is over, I still have a lot before the holiday is over ''.
Sandra nodded, "That's true, you just spent a week at your step father's place".
"Arhh! A week that felt like years. I doubt if I am ever going to go back there again" Prisca let out as sadness overwhelmed her.
"But why? What about Rex? You haven't told him that you left, don't you think that he will feel sad knowing that you left without you letting him know"

Prisca didn't know what to say, she stared into space as the face of Rex kept on reflecting on her mind.
Now she knows that Rex is the only one who had genuine brotherly love for her, why didn't she read the look in his eyes that night before he left, she should have been alerted and not blinded by Love for her own stepbrother, she must have been stupid to think that anything will ever happen between her and Grey.
"No Sandra,I won't call him, after all,he didn't inform me before he left himself so I see no reason why I should do that myself" she turned to her friend.
"Let's forget about my story and concentrate on yours, come on, gist me about all the juices I missed for a week" she winked at Sandra who laughed and both girls began to talk excitedly.
The next day, Prisca boarded a cab to her agency. As soon as she got up the stairs, she came in contact with Mr Smith who looked at her with surprise.
"Good to have you back Prisca, I never thought that you would be back so soon. I thought you said you would be away for two week?" He inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, I thought the same but things got faster than u expected but here I am ready to commence my work" Prisca smiled with a brightened spirit.
Mr Smith's face fell, "Well, I don't think that there is any available place left for you" he announced to Prisca's shock.
"What do you mean Mr Smith, I am the best here and you know that '' she stammered wondering what he was trying to say to her.
"Yeah, you were Prisca, but Cynthia is doing so great and ever since I started using her as my cover model, I have been making thousands of sales and calls from different fashion agencies. You can't expect me to dump her and bring you in after all the success she has brought". Mr Smith explained to her with no sense of emotions in his tone.
Prisca was so shocked, she couldn't believe that she had been fired, just under a week. Tears welled up in her eyes as she didn't know what to do anymore, it felt like her whole world just crashed and she wished that she hadn't thrown away Grey's offer because she left the piece of paper in her room.
"Mr Smith, we need you now" a voice called behind them.
Prisca turned back only to see Cynthia dressed in a catsuit, she gave Prisca a daring glare and walked back into wherever she came from.
"I am very sorry Prisca but you have to leave, maybe you can find another agency that is willing to sign you in or get a job at McDonald's. And of course, Cynthia went on a date with me, we also have our intimate times so I see no reason to get you back on stage when I have her already. Good luck" Smith said and walked out leaving Prisca who was broken that she didn't know when the tears began to flow.
She got home and cried her eyes out, her dreams had been turned to ruins just because she refused to have any relationship with her manager.
"You don't have to be sad Prisca, you are a good model and you will find an agency that will be happy to have you signed. Your manager is just selfish to have fired you like that because you refused to let down your pants for him. This is so unfair! But don't worry, just go into more auditions, you will find a good agency that is far better than your previous" Sandra consoled her friend who cried out more in pain.
Two weeks passed and Prisca found herself going into more auditions day by day but it felt like she wasn't putting all her best and it killed her.