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𝐱𝐢𝐢𝐢.
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𝐩𝐭𝐬𝐝
OMARYN WAS DEEP IN HER THOUGHTS for days, practice after practice she realized that she despised the team she was in. Though she loved Karate.
Joining Miyagi Do or Eagle Fang would still equal drama, she just wanted to do the thing she loved without being a bully.
"Hola mama." A wide smile took over her face when her mother answered the phone.
"Omaryn, ¿cómo has estado?"
Her smile faded noticeable, a stressed sigh releasing her mouth. "He estado mejor, estoy un poco estancado. Quiero hacer esto pero hacerlo no me parece correcto."
For once she was expecting her mother to come out of her ways and give her some good advice, but even that was too much to ask for.
"El modelaje está en tu sangre, estarás bien."
Modeling, it was always about modeling.
Modeling controlled her entire life, what she ate, how she looked, what she said, everything.
To most she looked ungrateful but all she wanted more than anything in the world was to live a normal teenage life.
Omaryn rolled her eyes, accidentally pressing the red hang up button and plopping down on her bed.
Staring at the ceiling made her realize how much she put people before herself.
With that still fresh on her mind she got out of bed and slid on her shoes, stealing the car keys from her aunt to drive to her destination.
Cobra Kai
"Omaryn, what a nice surprise, we missed you at the dojo today." Kreese greeted with his casual snarky smile.
