Steven’s point of view:
My parents were anything but lovely to me, I had always been the outcast of the home, my brother had businesses worth millions of Dollars, and my sister like Jane, was a model. Then me, I had always been a fan of uniqueness, you know having something unique about you and then falling in love with it.
I always had a different sense of fashion, and to a family who was an icon of fashion I was too much of an embarrassment. Leaving home for New York was one of the hardest things I had ever done.But I know I really have to calm down concerning things like that, my money was stolen, same as my identification, I had nothing.“so, where is your passport or anything, like a means of identification, do you have any?” asks the lady about to take care of me, so yes, I had already been given a place to have my bath, brush my teeth. And I have already had my change of clothes.“I need you to look at yourself in the mirror, your stylist will be here any second, I need you to tell him what you think would want your hair to look like”My eyes are already shiny now, their normal coffee brown, and my teeth. I need to check them, again so I know I wasn’t dreaming when I saw the white, I slyly open um my lips and truthfully enough it was white, oh and how happy am I.“here is your copy of the contract” Shirley says as she drops the piece of paper on my lap.“you have to go through it”I nod my head yes, and smile back at her. It felt like she was really happy for me, every single time.“you could check out the various styles here”, she gives me a catalogue, “just make sure you get to choose something that will suit you” after a while of staring at the hairstyle catalogue, I decide to give up on staring, I would just let the hair stylist choose whatever he wants to.
“it didn’t work Shirley” comes Mrs. Sophia’s voice, she looks back and forth between I and Miss Shirley.“there’s still bad comments on twitter, people are gradually losing interest in our brands.what are we going to do”each word that comes out of her mouth comes with venom, as she stares at me, through the mirror.
“let’s go somewhere else Sophia” Shirley says, as she leads Sophia outside the dressing room.Oh yeah and good news for me though, I have a condo now, and according to the three-year contract, I will soon have a car.Courtesy of Mrs. Sophia.Looking at the mirror I am able to know when the hair stylist comes in, he smiles at me, his smile looking genuine, thank God for that. I smile back at him, then he nods at the lady who has been standing over me for a long time now.“get out that catalogue I think I know which will be better. Just a normal, shaving of the sides will do, his hair is already as curly as they come. So, no stress, he’ll have to manage them with the hair products I would give to you” He smiles at me, and then nods at the woman as he drops his box, he opens them and gets out an apron.Flapping it he smiles at me as he covers me with it.“shall we begin then?” he asks.**If you ask me though I wouldn’t know how will explain how my life changed in like three days. From homeless to living in a modern condo, from no fame at all to having like 20,000 followers on Instagram, and I have a car, and now I smell nice.And I feel like I blend in this prestigious place. I already have a manager, who holds a couple of my schedule, but one thing I always have at the back of my mind is the fact that I know this contract can be terminated any time, so with whatsoever little respect I have I act like I’m a servant around here.
I am sitting on a chair in one of the offices, well the one which belongs to my manager, which so happens to be Shirley, her smiles makes me feel like I am at home, drinking a cup of hot chocolate.
“Shirley could you uh...” I look up at the person talking, her fragrance already letting me know who, before I could even look up. Her mouth forms an oh, and her yellow hair this time is styles in a loose bun kind of way, making her look natural and mature.“I didn’t know you’ll be here, steven Hunter” she nods her head and is about to leave when I muster up courage.“Miss Jane” I call.She looks at me and fakes a smile, I know because they don’t quite reach her eyes.“yes, you called my name”“could we maybe talk some other time, you know, like if we could speak, alone, or, you know just get to know each other, and maybe become friends”She smiles up at me and then shakes her head.“you know Steve I have to commend you for your courage, its beautiful, but with all due respect no. I mean I respect you and all but, no so it doesn’t get mistaken by anyone” she looks at me like she’s trying to ask me if I understand her.“you understand me, don’t you?” she’s still smiling. My mind is already soaring with Joy, I mean here I am making a conversation with Jmac.“yeah, I get you, and I am happy you just said a few words that aren’t out of spite to me, I really do appreciate.” “not a problem, I mean I am human after all, so why won’t I say a few words to you”“thank you so much Jane, I really do appreciate”“ill catch ya later Steven Hunter”With that said she leaves me and them walks out of the room, leaving her fragrance everywhere in the room.Jane’s point of view:It was late at night I saw it, the nasty comments and replies people gave on social media concerning mom, and the whole of Macpherson’s. yes, I know that mom can be overbearing and all but I also know how much work it took her to get somewhere without dads help.“she’s always been one to judge, such a racist” I read out loud, and I had no doubt it will also be talked about on news today. If there was one thing, I would really want mom to change about herself then It’s the fact that she always would never take a black man for anything, she believes that all black people will ever amount to anything.“mom” I call out, letting all my hate sink in.“why the hell did Steve hunter have to come into the picture” I begin dragging my hair from my skull.Looking around me, I see nothing I have to destroy so as to soothe myself, I decide to go and have a rest.**
Steven’s point of view:Okay so I am officially confused now, I hold my belly that hit the table she pushed me onto. I know I am nothing but an outcast here, so far all I’ve gotten from these people in the building is the so-called king style haircut, asides that no one even spares me a glance.“what sup Jane?” I know she is angry, but that don’t mean you have to treat me like a tool, just because you are currently angry.“are you happy now?” she asks me, I have to turn towards my back to see if someone else is there.“quit turning Steve I am speaking to you. Are you happy now!” her voice is cracked from raw emotions, its just like she’s painting her emotions for me to see?.“what do you mean am I happy now, I don’t get you?”She walks up to me, her bony finger in the air, her eyes tells me how extremely angry she is.“you know what, just know how ever this marriage goes, you will never live in peace, I wil
Jane’s point of view:“we called this meeting because, we know, what we want, and we want peace on social media” my mom, only if she knew how much I would give right now, to squeeze her neck.“and I and Shirley, we’ve reached a score, and It will be between the two parties” I sat opposite Steve, and my mom sat opposite Shirley.My mom takes a gulp of water then drops her glass, then looks up at Steve with disdain. She continues.“so, about the marriage” she looks at me nervously.“we need to know how the relationship arrangement will be, between Steve and jane, and uh, Shirley has a contract, she will need the both of you to sign, that is after going through it Jane” looking at steven she gives him a blank look.“Steve, you will have to go through the contract too, its not like you have anything to lose”Says mom to Steve.
Stevens point of view:Running my eyes through a lot of things, my schedule and I am so grateful for Shirley, she’s been my shield, my friend and a very great manager, I am really happy with all she keeps on doing.“so, there’s no time for break then, its work throughout the week” I definitely am not complaining I mean it’s an upgrade from what I used to believe, there’s a lot of earnings, and there’s been a massive publicity so far, and for that alone I am joyous my mind keeps going back and forth from before and now, from an extremely rich person, that comes from a very prestigious home, to someone who doesn’t even have a home, someone who doesn’t even know where the next meal will be coming from, then to a model who is trending all over social model, both trolls and fans all of which promote me.As I seat on top a chair in the dressing room waiting for my photographer my mind wanders towards Jane, which have been happening a
THREE MONTHS LATER: Jane’s point of view:After the whole charade, it paid off, first we have Steven travelling around the world and making a name for the company, and we have us getting married two weeks ago, it wasn’t a nice experience if I have to be completely honest, and it’s even worse because I and Steve have to play lovey dovely again, since we have aunt Martha coming over for dinner soon enough. As usual I and Steve are in the same room but it looks like we aren’t, he’s scrolling through his phone, and I am just here staring at the ceiling, praying so hard that mom or Shirley comes. Finally we hear the clicks of heels, oh I know who it is already before she even shows her face, mom walks down the stairs trying so hard to make the best impressions she’s all smiles and immediately the silly plans we both made to strip Steven bare of any fortune he has, has me feeling so guilty, I even use my hand
Steven’s point of view:And so, there’s been a lot of days when I’ve had worse things thrown at me, but never has it ever been like this there’s been lots of times when there have been embarrassments, and a couple of times when I shed a few tears, but right now, I can’t seem to comprehend. So, I left the place for Jae, simply because I am trying to avoid everything that has to do with her. Taking out my phone I scroll through every available document I should have in my phone.“the extent of wickedness” I say, the extent at which it grows day by day in my life.She just stayed there and watched as her mother insulted me, I guess having being a participant of the whole thing, she feels guilty and all.“she saw me, and she said nothing, she didn’t even walk me through the path of embarrassment, maybe trying to let me know of what happened, just giving me a snippet would have been nice”The documents on my phone don’t
Jane’s point of view:“you know you should also learn to apologize to your wife, instead of just leaving the house each time we have a fight, it’s not such a pleasant news to the ear” I look at my so-called husband, the anger from the other time still present, like how could he not understand the wrong he did. And to crown the whole thing up, he doesn’t even have the tiniest bit of remorse on his face, its just like even my mere presence has already caused him a loss.“I think you are supposed to be the one apologizing, I mean I wasn’t the one who kept secrets from you” he stands and walks to stand in front of me, after looking me up and down he puts his hand in his joggers pockets, then with his back facing his table he takes a few steps till his backside rests on his desk.“what’s the issue Jane, what more do you want from me, what else do you want me saying to you” I nod with li
Stevens point of view:It wasn’t as long as I thought it would take, no it wasn’t, it was just a basic system of power. After two weeks of the jean incident, she wasn’t secure anymore, there was backlash, that implicated the society of fashion, implicated “MACPHERSON” its name was now treated as scum, well at least jane’s jeans was now scum, and that is a bad thing because now we had to travel elsewhere and we have to stay together and staying together is not something that is advisable at this moment.“but one thing I’m not happy about is the fact that I am leaving my mom alone” I nod at her because it definitely isn’t advisable, at this moment, that Miss Martha is such a wicked character, and I definitely am getting so tired of hearing anything concerning her ceramics company, and you know the fun-fact about this so-called Martha, well it’s the fact that she also has an unlucky jean