Amazing Grace

Chapter 3

It was about a week after we were offered our modeling jobs when the modeling company sent us the paper work. It was just basic information like email, phone number, date of birth, and other basic things like that. They also sent us medical information, that was when I started to get scared. I was worried if they found out about my huge bruise, they won't hire me. Luckily, the bruise started heeling, so as long as nobody looks at the left side of my body, I think I'll be in the clear. But, I was still worried so had had to tell Carly. She was in her room trying on different outfits, probably making some new ideas for designers, when I walked in. Her room was similar to mine with the white walls, tall ceilings, and the pictures of France. "Carly?" I started, "Hey come on in I'm just trying out something new," she said, "What's on your mind?" "Okay, so remember last week we went to that insane party?" she nodded with a curious look, "Well, do you remember what happened after the party? Anything that was, I don't know, scary? Or anything that happened to me?" She just stared at me looking really confused. "So you don't remember me getting hit by a car?""WHAT???" she almost screamed, "YOU GOT HIT BY A CAR???" "I'm pretty sure" I replied, "LET ME SEE!" so I slightly pulled up the left side of my shirt, "OH MY GOD!!!!" this time she actually did scream, "ARE YOU OKAY SHOULD WE TAKE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL, OH MY GOD IT LOOKS SO BAD! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME???" she said. "I thought you knew and just forgot to tell me or something," I said. "UM I THNK I WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED THIS!" she exclaimed. "Okay, okay, just calm down," I said, "I'm fine, really I am, but I'm just worried about what work is going to think about it. Am I going to get fired before I've even started?" I asked. "No, no, of course not, you just need to make sure that they wont find out." "And how am I supposed to do that they sent us the paper work, we need to fill it out and when they see when I'm wearing their clothes their going to freak," I answered. "No they won't, we will both have jobs there." "No, Carly, you will have a job there, you've got a flawless body and plus, you're a blonde," I said, "Well there are also a lot of brunette models, too, you know," Carly said. "I know," I replied and I won't be one of them," I said. "Don't you say that Grace! Don't you dare!" she started, "We have worked too long and hard to get enough money to live in Paris and shop for whatever we wanted, but know we are starting to near the end of our shopping with no job days, we planned this since we were little and how long have I known you? Since we were eight, that's twenty years Grace! And I don't plan on moving back home so soon, so we are going to fill out this paperwork tonight, go in to work tomorrow and if they can't deal with you having a bruise for couple more weeks, then they can all go shop at a thrift store because that is where people like them belong." "Wow" I said, "Thanks for really opening my eyes, I was being stupid, I don't care if they don't like me, I know who I am, and if they don't like that then, yeah, let them all shop at the thrift stores, all of them!" Carly just started laughing, and then I started laughing, and then we fell on the floor laughing. I felt a lot better and even if they didn't hire me I would still be okay because we still have some saved money that we came to Paris with. But anyways the inspection was tomorrow and whatever is going to happen will happen and that will be it, because there is nothing that I can do to get rid of my huge bruise, but who knows, maybe they'll like it.