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I ignored the smirk and answerd my phone before I could check the caller ID, bad idea.

“Hola?” I answered

“Darling! Its soooo nice to speak to you agaaain!”

Oh, just fantastic she really justhadto call meright now…

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“Oh…Hey Donna” I said with as much enthusiasm as I could muster. See Donna only calls when she needs me to do a show for her because she’s short a model and those shows are usually somewhere in Europe. I know, traveling to Europe ever couple weekends should be fun. But its not when you have to work the whole time. “Yeah, too long….a whole. two. Weeks.” Yeah note the sarcasm in my voice.

Stasia of course knew who I was talking to, but the boys now worse these adorably cute confused expressions. Psh like I’m going to tell them I model, a few seconds ago I could barely even look them in the eyes.

“Yes dawling too long too too long.”

“He-he” no that was not a laugh, try something more along the lines of I’m so pathetic I feel the need to actually whimper.

“Yes, well anyways, what are you doing this weekend doll?”

“Um wel—“ she interrupted me before I could finish making up some excuse.

“Perfect! Can you fly to Milan Friday?”

“TOMMOROW?!” ok if I didn’t have their attention before I sure as heck did now thanks to my little out burst.

“Oh, that’s right its Thursday, but one of our models is in the hospital, something about throwing up I think?”

“Donna, that’s called bulimia.” This seemed to spike the interest of the boys even more, great now they are definitely going to ask about my phone call.

“Whatever dear, so can you? The flight is at 12pm sharp.”

“Milan. Tommorow. 12 pm.” I clarified, this was just like her, leave it to the very last minute. But as soon as a said Milan Stasia gave me this pathetic puppy dog face and I knew I couldn’t say no now.

“…I can even send the private jet for you, I know how much you love your homework time.”

“No! Donna don’t send the private jet that is a colossal waste of money for just two people and not to mention gas, just because you need a replacement does not give you the right to contribute to global warming!”

‘oh. Well you see I already booked it…” this is so like her she goes ahead and plans things out just so I can not say no.

“fine, I will do it. But only if I can bring Stasia with me!” I was not about to waste my weekend away without my best friend there with me.

“Of course of course darling. And I promise to have you back by Saturday night, your time. Ciao love!” and she hung up without another word on my part. I turned off my phone and with a frustrated sigh turned towards Stasia.

“Looks like we are going to Milan tomorrow. We will have to stop by my house and pick up my crap later ‘cause I’m staying at your house. I will just text Donna’s assistant and have her pick us up from there. Okay?”

“eeepp!” and commence the jumping up and down and tackling me with a hug.

“I’ll take that as a yes then” I laughed. She can get so excited about these things, but I guess it is exciting for her, she gets to go shopping while I’m stuck modeling.

“coughcough” at this Stasia and I pulled apart and faced the three brothers who were still standing their awkwardly. I didn’t blame them they had no idea what was going on.

“Oh right…yeah…I’m going to go make a few err phone calls. I’ll be right back…” this was getting too weird for me and hey! I did have a few phone calls to make…

Nick’s POV

Well that was certainly weird. Azara didn’t seem too happy about that phone call… but somehow Stasia did? I mean I haven’t know them for too long or anything but it was obvious she didn’t exactly want to go to Milan, which I find extremely weird but hey, that’s her personal decision.

“So who was on the phone?” Joe asked Stasia.

“Oh erm…Donna?” Stasia didn’t exactly look too comfortable talking about that. I’m assuming its some sort of secret?

“Whose Donna?” Wow leave it to Joe to not let something go.

“Um….her agent-ish?” Whoa, she has an agent? I wonder what she does.

“What does she need an agent for?” I finally cut in.

Stasia sighed deeply, looked to the ground then finally looked nervously over to me and said, “okay you guys have to promise me you won’t tell her I told you?”

The three of us looked nervously at each other and simultaneously nodded our heads ‘yes’.

“Well…” she began.

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Jtm.