We Were Destined To Explode Chapter 2 The drive to Glamour Kills when pretty quick considering Jordan made a stop to buy tacos for breakfast. When I walked into the building I'm immediately greeted by Mark who took me straight to be changing rooms. "Seems you're not the last to arrive. Jack isn't even here yet. " he says ushering me through the masses of models while passing me a bag of clothes. "You'll be modelling these, I'll be back in five." I sort through the bag; I guess I can choose whichever I want to wear first, since he didn't specify which to wear. Before I change I hear the door open and I swear I hear Jack's voice. May as well say hi and do my hair before changing, it'll probably take longer. I walk out of the one changing room to see him. "Hey Jack." I say, though he seems confused to see me here. "Tay," he replies, smiling as he does. I turn to Mark, "Do you have a flat iron? Before I do anything this has to go." I say holding one of my annoying unnecessary curls. "Yeah there's one plugged in at the back of the changing rooms." Mark replied. I smiled and turned back toward where I came from. As I turn the corner I'm sure I hear Jack ask "Why Tay Jardine?" What is his problem with me being here?