Mr Hotcake

Chapter one

Jake's POV

Life as superstar isn't all that great,there are the ups and downs of being a celebrity.

The major one,is not being able to find the right one.

People only stay around you either because they are paid to or they just want to because of your fame.

Well,I am Jacob Anderson, the only child to Steven and Rita Anderson.

I and my parents were nobodys until the very audition that changed our lives.

I became rich and famous they also became rich and famous too.

Now my dad owns one of the biggest modelling agency in the world and my mom is one of the biggest fashion designers in the world,they were able to achieve all of these thanks to me.

Today,I had a really tight schedule,which was to get up by six,which I already have done, be at my photo shoot by eight, then off to the autograph signing by twelve, have lunch with the daughter of the owner to one of the biggest cloth brand in the world by two, then go off to model some of my mom's new designs at a modelling show my dad's hosting then I'll be back around ten in the night.

Fuck being a celebrity at the age of twenty two, I don't even get any time to myself,and by the time I get home,I'd be too exhausted to do anything and just pass out on my bed till my alarm blares off in the morning.

I got out of bed feeling very tired as usual and pulled myself to my bathroom which was covered in marble tiles and glass doors.

My room is way too big along with everything I own. My room has a black and gold theme to it. The bed is black, headboard is gold,he furniture are black sofas with glass tables covered with gold designs.

And then i have my bookshelf,it's a dark wood coloured shelf and it contains so many of my favorite books in it,it's one place I feel at peace in a world which seems to only care about what they get from someone more than what the person is actually able to give.

When I was done showering,I sluggishly went over to my dresser,which in my defence, is unnecessarily big,it was bigger than a college student's whole apartment. I took out my casuals, which was a white polo,black cargo pants and a black jacket to add a cherry on top,I put on my plane white sneakers with a face cap and a nose mask.

I went downstairs to see my personal assistant/driver/closest I have to a friend i guess.

"If we don't leave now, we are going to be late." he said still staring at the device in his hands not even making eye contact with me.

"So what?,who cares if we are late,cause I sure don't" I replied him with a little sass.

"Let's get a move on it, if you want to come back home today and not spend the night at your parents house." he said while making his way outside and towards the car.

He knows how much I hate staying over at my parents place and not being able to do anything without them bragging me about to every of their friends.

I followed behind him to the car,he opened the door, I got in. It was a black Rolls Royce and like always there was paparazzi at the front gate waiting to take pictures of me.

When we got to the studio, I was escorted into the building by two huge looking guys,they were preventing any unnecessary touching and pictures from paparazzi.

On getting into the studio, I took off my face cap and nose mask and was then immediately led into the dressing room and was told that I would be taking pictures wearing fifty different outfits in the space of three hours.

We arrived at the studio by past eight,we were already behind by a few minutes thanks to traffic and I'm supposed to be out of here by eleven thirty max so I can get to the autograph signing by twelve.

The first outfit I was to take photos in,was a silk material up and down with no inner.The photoshoot was for the cover of the magazine Mr.HOT CAKE.

I got out of the dressing room and was immediately led to the make up area, when I was done, it was already nine on the dot we were running behind schedule already.

I sat in the photo area and was told to do so many poses at a time with bright lights that looked like I was sitting right in front of the sun pointed at my direction.

I'm sure with all these camera lights, I might already be partially blind. Fuck

When the photo shoot was finally over,I went to get changed into something more presentable for the autograph signing.

I wore a totally different white shirt from the one in the morning with some pair of blue jeans and a jean jacket to add a cherry on top.

When we got to the place, I went through the back door,while the fans lined up front, when I entered the very big hall,I was greeted with very loud cheers, hear me when I say very loud cheers,I sat on the chair provided for me which in front of it was a table, tons and tons of my posters sitting on the table with a pen, a bottle of water and a glass.

The first person was allowed to come forward ,the line looked like there were over a hundred people here but obviously when the time is up,I'll stop and the rest can come some other day unless I make an exception to carry on.

The girl walked forward,she was wearing this very wide grin on her face,like she won a lottery or something.

"I am so happy to be here, I love you so much." she practically squeaked while jumping uncontrollably."Nice to meet you too." I replied her flashing her one of my ideal fake smiles,haven't really shown the real one in a while.

I handed her the poster, "Have a nice day," I said to her, she smiled and grabbed the poster then said "I'm gonna get this framed and hanged in my room."

I had to deal with this for the next two hours only allowed to take five minutes break in-between.

When we were done,I was led to the car where inside there was a dress in a seal that I was meant to change into to go for lunch. I grabbed it,went into the bathroom changed and was ready to go for the lunch.

Well at least I was finally going to eat, I'm starving. I wore a black suit that had kind of like a dragon in mid air design printed on designated part of the suit with gold.

When we got to the restaurant, I was led to the VIP section where celebrities and rich identities were served. It was a five star restaurant which came highly recommended.

The waiter led me to my table, there I saw her already waiting,I hear it's not nice to keep a lady waiting.

"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting." I apologise as soon I got settled in my seat.

"It's fine sweetheart, so long it's you,there's no problem." I was only able to force out a smile.

"Say hi to the people." She said as she faced the camera she was using to go live to her fans my way,I obviously didn't respond.

"Not to worry you guys,he's just shy." She said facing the camera back to herself.

"Waiter!" I called out to the waiter to come take my order.

He scurries over to us,"What can I get for you sir?" do I look that old to him or is it just out of courtesy, I think it's out of courtesy.

"I'd like to have one of this and also this to go with it." I said to him pointing at the options I chose on the menu.

"Okay sir,what about the lady?" he asked directing the question to her.

"I'll have whatever my sweetheart is having." she replied only taking her eyes off her phone for a slight second before facing it back like it's life support.

"Okay Mir." the waiter replied before going around back to get the food.

"How do you know you'll like what I'm having?" I asked her.

"It's fine sweetheart,I would, so long as you'll like it, I would too." She said smiling at me.

Eww,I don't like it here, with her,the environment looking all fancy it's choking and suffocating.

"Stop calling me sweetheart, I don't like it." I said sounding a little annoyed.

"Don't you like it?" she asked finally putting her phone aside.

"Yes,I don't like it,it's already unbearable sitting here next to you, don't make it more annoying and miserable than it already is." I think that shut her up,cause she didn't say anything after that and I'm greatful for that.

When the food finally arrived, I was happy that I could finally subdue my hunger but also feeling a little uneasy because of the eyes that are going to be staring at my every move.

When we were done with lunch, she wanted me to come with her to some friends party but I declined and told her that I was working with a schedule.

lunch ended at 4pm and my dad's show starts at eight, I hope I'm able to make it,I don't need another lecture added to my headache right now.

When I came out of the restaurant,I was accompanied by Adam my personal assistant to the car.

When inside, I asked him, if I could change out of the cloth I was presently wearing and into my previous one,he said only if I could do it while he was driving, I nodded yes and after what felt like eternity of struggle, I was able to successfully wear it.

When we arrived,thankfully it wasn't yet eight.

"Hello baby,how are you doing?" my mom greeted me immediately she saw me while also hugging me. Only if the hug was genuine and not her way of telling me not to screw this up for her and my dad.

It's been a while since I received a genuine hug from her or dad.

All dad does now is either a handshake or a pat on the back.

"I've been better." I answered her.

"You look fine to me,just like always." She said completely ignoring the fact that I told her I wasn't feeling too well.

When she left she ordered for the people that were going to show me to my dressing room and the outfits I was supposed to walk the runway with.

I first got my make up taken care of before heading to my private dressing room, different from the other models.

I got out in my first outfit and when it was my turn,I went out through the walkway and onto the runway, hundreds of camera lights flashed before my eyes.

It felt like i as going to fall anytime soon,but I kept going, kept pushing through, immediately I got to the back,I collapsed.