Juliana Flores is a model gaining more fame as she goes along with her dream of modelling. Everyone seems like they go into a spell when she steps on stage, she loves the attention and the feeling of being on the catwalk. But her business man father...
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Juliana Flores
I see the lights first as I walk onto the catwalk, swaying my hips with confidence as its filling me up as I walk in the bikini. Then I see the crowd, I smile at some people.
I get to the end of the catwalk and pose for a few seconds, taking in the fame. I turn around and walk back and wink at the cameras.
Once I'm off of the stage, I'm being forced into another outfit, this time a long, spring dress.
I wait to go back on stage and I see my supervisor looking at me again. I see his eyes look me up and down.
Ew, such a perv. Yep.
I see that I'm next so I summon back all my confidence and the second I see the model step off the stage, I walk out.
• • •
I'm in my changing room with Isabel who is waiting for me to finish getting changed.
"Hurry up!" She whines as I take my time.
"Nope, I'm going to take how long I want" I replied to her behind the curtain.
"You were great out there by the way, looked so hot" she says to me. "Thanks, I felt so hot too" I tell her and open the curtain and walking out dressed in my jeans and shirt.
"What if we were forced asleep and transported into a different planet?" She says out of the blue.
"Excuse me?" I turn around and look at her while putting my things in my bag.
"Because, you know, Earth is dying" she tells me, and hips off the counter and we walk out of the room and I lock it.
"Yeah, people would probably do that, 'cause they're all scaredy cats." Who am I kidding, I'm a scaredy cat, I hate spiders and tiny snakes of any kind, I will run far away if I see one.
I hand the changing room keys to the lady at the reception and walk out with Isabel.
As we are walking to my car I get a call.
Isabel gets in the car and I stay outside and grab my phone seeing the caller ID.
Fuck.
I pick up and bring the phone to my ear, "Hey, dad".
"I just saw your show on the TV, why were you wearing such revealing clothes?" He asks, getting straight to the point of his lecture.
"I was just wearing a bikini and dress, it's nothing bad" I protest. "A bikini that shows everything!" I hear him starting to get frusted.
"Dad, it's my job, it doesn't matter". I say to him, "I'll talk to you about that being a job, look I'm busy with paperwork, just come to my office in 5 minutes and we'll talk", he replies.
I pretty sure he thinks he hung up because I hear someone come into his office and say "Hey, William", so I hang up for him, since he's so lazy to do it himself.
I shove my phone into my bag and angrily get into the driver's seat, pouting like a child. Everytime I talk to my dad he makes me so wound up with anger.
"Did the phone call not go so well? She asks noticing my anger as I turn the car on. "When does it ever?" I reply driving out of the parking lot and heading to my father's office building.
*****
I don't like it.
That's okay, right?
We all start somewhere.
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-liz
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