Click the camera shuddered once again. Elías just smirks posing for the photographer. Click "ah perfect Mr. phillips. Thank you" "Of course." Elias says running a hand through his brown hair slightly groaning to himself knowing once he gets done with this his father will call him. Elias's face shows no sign of discomfort though, he has learned to mask his discomfort overtime. "If we're done here I suppose I'll go ahead and see myself out." 3lias says motioning his head to the door. The photographer snaps her head up from looking at the photos she had just taken of Elias. "Oh yes, Mr Phillaps feel free to show yourself out,"

With that Elias makes his way down the long hallways of the modeling place. Once outside he thinks to himself. God, I'm so tired not to mention the test tomorrow. I'm so fucked... eh it's fine dad will just pay the professor off to pass me. As long as I please him I should be Abel to stay here in the states rather than back home. he smiles at the thought of staying in the states forever. Lost in thought he didn't even realize the person who was right in front of him until it happened.

CRASH Elias had run straight into the person, both of them falling to the sidewalk. Elias let's out a grunt feeling his shirt wet, he looks down seeing coffee all over his designer suite. He grumbled looking at the person who held the empty coffee cup. "Tsk- Just watch your step next time." He clicked his tounge standing up.