𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐋 - 𝐁.𝐄

𝐓𝐖𝐎

-kaia's pov-

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i wake up, immediately frustrated at the sound of my phone blowing up. i grab it and answer it. "what." i said aggressively, rubbing my eyes.

"bitch, you never told me you got home." i hear the voice of my manager, kiara through my phone. "mmm, i'm not home. i crashed at a hotel cause traffic was too heavy." i groan, stretching.

"send me your location, i'll be there soon i'm bored." she said and i followed her instructions. kiara has been my manager since i got into the modeling industry when i was 15.. i'm now 17 turning 18 in like five months. kiara isn't far ahead, only 21 years old and we're honestly like best friends.

she hung up the phone and i rolled out of bed, dragging myself to the bathroom. i use the bathroom and brush my teeth before rapidly picking an outfit out of my suitcase. almost as if on cue, i hear a knock on the door the second i pull my shirt over my head.

i opened the door to a smiling kiara with two coffee cups in hand. i grab one and thank her before welcoming her into my suite.

"ki, these time zones have me fuuuucked up. i'm still fucked up from london last week bro." i whined and she laughed. "same, it be like that." she agrees with me, plopping down on the couch that's pressed up against the wall.

i sit next to her and rest my head on her. "oh, some girl tried getting my number last night." i say and kiara's head snaps up. "spill." she demands.

i go into detail about the blue eyed wonder i'd spoken to last night, my face heating up as i thought about her once again.

ew why am i blushing?

"looks like you like her k, why didn't you give her your number?" she asked. "maybe cause she had just broken up or argued with someone who seemed to be her girlfriend the literal second before she asked for my number?" i said in a 'duh' kind of tone.

"i guess but i mean her girl leaving kinda gave you the green light." ki said, kicking her feet up on the coffee table. "whatever, there's plenty more opportunities, not like i'll see her again after leaving this hotel.

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me and kiara made our way downstairs for dinner. "i saw them serving this really juicy, delicious looking meal on my way up to your room.. looked like italian." kiara said as we entered the elevator.

just as the doors were about to close, a hand interrupted its motion. a hand full of rings.

i look up and meet with those perfect blue eyes once again. "oh.. hey." she says, blushing. "hey." i reply and i feel kiara nudge my side. i look at her to see her eyebrows furrowed, indicating that she wants to know who billie is.

"oh.. kiara, this is billie. billie, my manager kiara." i say and they shake hands, smiling. "manager?" billie says, raising an eyebrow. "mhmm, i'm a model." i reply.

"model? interesting." she says. we sat in silence until the elevator opened and we exited. "uh- later kaia." i hear billie shout out as she walks out the building.

i wave and walk into the dining hall. its so fancy in here what the fuck..

we sit down and order our food. "kaia, she likes you." kiara breaks the silence. i tilt my head in confusion. "billie. she clearly likes you." she says and i roll my eyes. "ki, i'm never gonna see her and i don't even know her to like her." i sigh.

"ugh, okay kaia whatever you say." she drags out the 'ugh'.

we eat and discuss my plans for the upcoming weeks..

"oh also, i'm not sure how you feel about this but they want you to move to LA so you can really become a big shot.. everyone would know your name and you'd get so much opportunity. more publicity. but.. i know new york is your home so i haven't given an answer yet." she says.

"LA?? as in los angeles??? 5 hours away from my home, my family??" i question. "i know, i know. this is why i didn't give a yes or no. this is your home and it's your career, it's only right if you decide and sleep on it if you need to." she says and i sigh.

"fuck, ki, i don't know if i'm ready to be that big a person and make that big a move. but you are right.. more publicity and opportunity.. i need the money, i want the fame.. can i let you know tomorrow?" i ask.

"of course, i know this is big. i need you to think about yourself here. not me, not the companies. you. what would make you happy?" she said and i nod.

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after a long night of thinking and another night in the hotel, its now 8am and i can't sleep.

kiara is so right.. this could really be good for my career. i mean i have nothing left for me in new york. my mom doesn't support me, she doesn't give a damn about me. i have no siblings.

new york has nothing to offer me.

i pick up my phone and call kiara.

"k, its 8 in the fucking morning go to sleep." she grits.

"ki.. i'm gonna go." i say, confidently.

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CHAPTER MF TWO. I HAVE SOOOO MUCH IN MINDDDDDD AHHHAAHAHAH I'M EXCITED.