Three sisters are at a restaurant, Demirta just transferred to UConn to be closer to her family. While being at the restaurant they see a group of athletes, wonder who. Surprisingly they keep seeing each other everywhere.
And two of them get close...
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DEMITRA
A tennis ball in my hand, posing for a picture. The song "Art Deco" is playing by Lana Del Rey, I like it.
"Can you maybe have your waist like this?" the photographer asked me and moved my waist to the spot she wanted. I pose like she wanted.
Flashing lights hit my face, fuck that shit hurts, I might have to visit my eye doctor after this.
"Smile!" the person with the camera asked and I did their wish.
After finishing my work, my manager Izzy told me to come over to where she was. I made myself over there and saw the photos taken of me, I'm pretty.
My mom always reminds me and my sisters that we are super pretty and no boy should ruin it but lowkey now that I think about it, I don't need men. My cousin Alex told me that most models don't have boyfriends because they are too pretty for them. He's 100% right because of my friend Kendell, yes Jenner. She gave me a talk that she will no longer focus on dumb boys and focus on her modeling.
I love her because she was the first one to let me know about confidence, without her I would never be standing here or have this fame, even tennis.
TWO YEARS AGO
"I look so dumb," I said, Kendall was putting me on makeup for a festival. "everyone feels dumb to a point. Who cares?" I looked into her eyes, she was focused on my lip liner. "you feel dumb" I asked her, placing my eyes in any place but her. She grabbed my chin and looked at me, she stopped everything and said... "I used to feel dumb.." she then went back to my lip liner, "but I chose not to feel dumb again"
I don't know what to say, "You can say that because in my pov you look like a Greek God." I raised my eyebrows, I'm nervous. "Guys can ruin that but you have to dodge it like a bullet" She gave me a comforting smile. "I don't know if I can get to that point," I told her.
"sh," she shut me and said "90 percent of life is confidence. Something weird about it is that nobody knows if confidence is even real or not" I felt those words shine me and give me some knowledge about myself.
She finished my makeup and gave me a mirror, "do you like it?" She asked me, she gave me a look and I replied "I love it" I checked my lips and smacked them.
She hopped off the counter and went to change.
BACK TO THE STORY
"Mia!" I heard Izzy shout, I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at her. "what?" I asked her, I'm so confused, I felt like I entered a new body.
She eyed my keys, I looked at them "Oh. OH! Sorry," I opened my car and she quickly got in.
"Wanna hang out?" Izzy asked me and waited for me to respond. "I have a video to do today maybe after, I'll text you!" I respond. I moved my curls out of my face and turned on the car.
