"I'm willing to offer you 10,000 per photo shoot." Lifting up out my seat I was more intrigued than before. I was talking to the actual boss, Ms.Steep.
"10,-"
"Yes. I need you to work right away. I had to fire a few girls recently, they didn't make the cut. Now I'm not the type to have my models starve themselves, and get surgery. However, I do believe everyone must keep their body up, don't slack." She said as I nodded my head without her being able to see me, as her head was stuck in a newspaper.
"I just started working out-"
"With your boyfriend? Keyshawn Miles is it, KTM the rapper. He's going to be good, he can lift you up as a mod-"
"No disrespect but I'm not for using my boyfriend to make me more successful, I can do it myself. You want to sign me to your modeling label, not KTM.
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"Hm. I like you, you have some fire in you. Don't lose that." Not knowing what to say back, I sat there silently as she observed me.
Feeling my phone vibrate I knew not to even entertain it. One it was unprofessional, and two it was probably social media blowing me up.
It has been two weeks since I lost my virginity to Keyshawn. We were going good until I saw he couldn't stay away from Destiny.
They were spotted going out, and I was looking stupid while he was ignoring me, and hitting me up when he felt like it. He made me seem like I had no business telling him who I should, and shouldn't be friends with.
I knew her motive, he didn't, or maybe he did but didn't want to admit it.
He was still my boyfriend but I thought it would be best right now if we split. I felt like this, but I wasn't ready for him to leave me. I would never say how I truly felt, although my therapist felt otherwise.
I was told I hold too much in, and not express my feelings out loud enough. It was true but I had already told him how I felt, and he completely disregarded it.
"How is it going in here?" Jim the brother of who brought me here in the first place asked coming in the office with his black suit sitting next to me.
"Good actually, very good."
"Great so that means I can sign her... I have the paperwork I just need you to sign this contract Tri-"
"Actually Jim, I think I'm going to work with her." Ms. Streep said in a matter fact tone, going in her desk taking out dusty files.
"What? I brought her here, and you haven't one on one worked with a model since 1995."
"Well, I like her. Don't worry you'll still get your cut. I can bring her more money, and you know that."
"Huh," he said in a tone filled with unorthodoxy.
"Okay have a good day boss, Trinity I can't wait to see what is in store for you."
"Thanks for everything," I said feeling a little bad that she stole me from him that fast.
