Carlia Leon [which is me] is now famous model, and is now officially a international model!
I have won many beauty awards, and have help a lot around the world, like in third world countries I help make the food and supply everyone with water.
But some people think that I only do it for the fame but I actually wanted to be a missionary, but then all of the sudden I got scouted because my face was on a news paper and it seemed like I fitted the role that they wanted to play for run way.
That how I originally became famous. A lot of people say I'm gorgeous, and that I have pretty blonde hair and bright sparkly blue eye, and also say that I have a fit body, but I don't really see myself different than anyone else.
But now I'm in the middle of a photo shoot and the photographer is bossy."Alright, turn your head to the left a bit, yeah that angles good, now give me a cold smile and death stare."Steven ordered.
"Like this?" I replied.
"Yeah," Flash.
"Ok lets wrap it up there, come tomorrow, 9:00am got it? Now go get changed Carlia, everyone else let set up for tomorrows shoot."After finishing changing clothes, I headed outside, but before realising, I slammed straight into the glass doors...
"Ouch, my head, damn I forgot that they weren't automatic." great now I have a huge bump on my head."Hey...isn't that CARLIA LEON?!" Screamed some girls.
"THE FAMOUS MODEL!... Hey excuse me can we please have your auto graph?"
"Ummm sure although, I'm still not really use to this type of thing." I smiled.Aww, these girls are so cute and they are the same age as me, although they probably don't realise it.
I'm only 17 years old and I'm still in high school, they probably think that I'm 19 or something.
I still wish that I was a normal high school girl, but it's still nice to think that I'm popular.
Oh they are going now.I headed home, by the way I live in America, New York.
I live alone because my parents have split up and my mum has a new husband and I don't want to get in the way.
So I live on my own although my apartment is only 3 doors down from their house, because they wouldn't let me live anywhere else.As I walked inside I heard a strange buzzing noise and it feels like my ear is ringing...how come it's getting louder and louder?
I feel really dizzy all of the sudden.
'All well'...Like usual when I got home it's shower, dinner, bed.
I went to sleep....my dream is strange, I feel like I'm drowning...
'What where am I, wait there are no buildings or any houses for that matter....wait....this is....A BATTLE FIELD?! So much killing and death..... am I going to die too? There is a guy in front of me that got stabbed in the stomach, is he dead???!! Theres to much blood-! .'"Ahhhh!"I sat straight up with tears streaming down my face, I was all sweaty, like I mean absolutely dripping." Good it was just a dream." I said feeling slightly relieved.
"Crap, it's 8:30pm."
I bolted down the street and made my way into the studio.
"SAFE!"I yelled as I push open the door.
Everyone looked at me and laughed.
Whoops, did I yell that out?
All well, even though everyone was staring at me.
I just can't stop thinking of that dream, why would I have dreamed about something like that?
I don't even think about war and all of that stuff, do I?"Alright, Carlia, go and carefully put on the new outfit that has been especially made just fit you." Said the manager.
"Ok" I answered.Wow, this outfit is amazing, I absolutely love it!
Hmmm I wonder who made it...huh it doesn't have a name... All well I like it."Ok are you guys ready, Carlia, please portray, a girl that has just beaten up someone.Alright, let's do this every one."
"Yes Steven." All of the staff replied at the same time including me.I moved into my position, wow I really do just love these clothes.
Huh, why can I hear the buzzing noise again.... Ouch my ears are ringing, I can withstand this noise for a while cause I'm a professional modelling, please just let me hold out a bit longer.Flash...
"Ok Carlia, were done for today, get changed into your school uniform and let your manager give you a ride to school." Said Steven.
"Can't I just walk, it kind of embarrassing taking a limo to school, Steven," I answered but Steven just gave me a death stare." Ok fine, I'll go in the limo."When I was arriving at school I put on my sunglasses and left my hair out, alright this disguise should do it.
I opened the door to find that there were a bunch of guys and girls crowding the car door, 'all well' I thought and dived straight into the crowed and made my way to the front but it was hard as wherever I went they went.
I eventually made my way but silently hoped that the bell hadn't rung.As soon a I walk into my classroom I could feel that all eyes are on me, was it because of what I was wearing?
I took off my sunglasses, and was getting ready form my exams, if I didn't pass the exams I won't be able to have free time over spring break, instead I'll have to take supplementary classes."NEED TO STUDY, NEED TO STUDY!" I whispered, quietly chanting to my self.
As soon as the bell rang everyone took their seats ready to begin the exams.
'Three hours passed, I've only done two tests, ahh ge'ez,I don't get it at all! '
'Just what is this maths sign it looks like a table, and what the heck is pie?!! Isn't a pie something you can eat?
Damn, should of studied instead of wondering about that STUPID buzzing noise. '
I sat there thinking,
'just whose idea is it to make us do testing!' I pouted.
Although I've done, like absolutely nothing, 'all well' I thought.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Sorry about before when it was unedited, I decided that I should probably go and edit all of them.
Thanks so much for reading it, like you don't know how much it means for other people to read your stories x x x
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