Fame Or Love

Chapter 1.

India's POV

"Wake up India. India!" *alarm buzzing in the background* I groaned to the sound of my older sister Morgan hefty voice. I opened my eyes some to squint over at the alarm clock which read 6:15 a.m. I hit it off and turned back over hugging my pillow. A few minutes later, Morgan was shouting again. "What!" I whined back as I held my pillow over my head trying to drown her out. "Get your ass up!" she said forcefully. I removed the pillow and slid out of bed dramatically. I slid my feet into my Mexican sandals and I decided to drag them 'because Morgan hated that' as I walked to the bathroom. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and did my makeup. "Eyebrows on Fleek" I said playfully as I smirked at myself in the mirror. I walked out the bathroom back into my room and wrapped myself in a white robe. It was Wednesday, Photoshoot day. So there was no need to get dressed since they were gonna play dress up with me anyways. Soon I heard the bustling crowd of workers pour into my house. 'well me & my sisters house. I have 4 sisters but live with 2. I'm the baby of the family. I live with Morgan and Crystal. Crystal is a model too and Morgan.... well... I'm not actually sure what she does lol. she's a gym rat, loves to ride her motorbikes doing stunts and tricks, and she has an addiction to getting tattoos; like her body is covered in them'. "India are you ready?" I heard a soft voice that snapped me back into reality. It was Ava, my agent who I adored. "Yes ma'm" I nodded as I bounced out of my seat over to the fashionistas who got me ready for my Everlast Boxing shoot. My "life" wasn't so bad, so everybody thought. I mean, Who wouldn't wanna be a hot 20yr old with a modeling contract? It didn't pay jack, but hell I got free merchandise, 100K likes on Instagram pictures, invites to clubs and parties, got to travel around the U.S., and I had tons of followers on all my social networks. If you ask me I thought I was living the life too'.

*click click click click* went the cameras as I struck poses. I giggled and stuck my tongue out being goofy as I always did which made the main camera guy a little annoyed but he got through it.

"Okay, that's a wrap!" he clapped as the shoot was over. I walked off my "made" stage over to the fridge to grab a bottle of water. "Hi India; you are so beautiful" said a boy. He was one of the prop artists sons. "Aww well aren't you a cutie?" I said as I smiled and knelt down taking his iPhone from him and snapping a selfie of us to post on his Instagram. The boy smiled hard and walked away. "India!" I turned to see Morgan walking towards my view "Hey sis" I said but I could tell her demeanor was rude "What's wrong?" I asked her as I saw she was holding her phone at me as she approached. "What the Fuck is this?!" She demanded. I grabbed the phone from her, my face got hot, my heart rate spiked and I felt like I was gonna throw up. 'Omgggg. is this me???'