Her parents had taught her that it's not polite to stare at people, but she didn't stare at his face, more likely at his entire figure. She expected all models to be just like him. Slim, tall, stylish. And it kind of amused her how polite the man seemed to be. So she just quickly nodded, with a short,"It's fine." Not really thinking of what else she could say.  Although she was too shy to look at his eyes, she could tell that they must've been a bright radiant color. Inhaling slowly, she looked back at the female, her eyes fixed on Mella's face the entire time that she got her signed in and ready for the so called "casting". Only when she was sitting on the long couch-like bench, she realized how many beautiful females there really were. But one thing that she clearly understood was, that none of them had light in their eyes, like a spark, or the stars. They were so dull, just the colorful dresses making them visible, the on-point makeup. bright red lips. While Mell came with no makeup on, wearing plain ripped jeans and a tank top, just a few jewelry pieces that she really adored covering her wrists and neck. She stood up as fast as a bolt, when her number was called, shyly coming inside the room where all girls went, but came back half sobbing. She stood in front of a table , seeing her reflection in the wall mirror that was just behind the table. The female that called her was quick to notice the worry in Mella's eyes, so she spoke," Don't worry, You'll do great! He'll be here in a minute." Nodding her head, she  politely asked the lady, " Should I just stand here, or?"Â
