Not The One

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"Okay one more time, let the flowers fall, spin, and let the dress do the job", says my photographer, Ryan, while the camera captures pictures of me.

"Oh my god im so tired of standing all the time, but i really like these flowers" I said while I'm trying to find somewhere to sit on because my feet hurts from using these stupid high heels, which I don't have that much experience with on my daily life. Except for important events, like red carpets, or awards.

"Abriella, don't forget tomorrow you will be meeting someone new that you're going to work with", Ryan said while walking out the room

"Got it" I mumbled. Honestly not really a fan of working with someone new, especially when you don't know who that person is.

"That's a wrap everyone, see
you tomorrow", Ryan said announcing that we are finished for the day.

"Okay, bye" I waved, and took my dress off. I never thought I could become a model like this. When I was younger, I always dreamt to be a writer, I guess God has another plan for me.

I always use Vans or Nike shoes, and while I'm out, I always wear sweatpants and t-shirts or hoodies, I only use make up when I'm doing photoshoots, I rarely ever use make up in reality, like I said, I only use it on occasionally, not that I hate them, it's just that I dont use them as much.

While im driving, I can't help but keep on wondering about the person that I'm going to work with tomorrow. Does that person love flowers too? Is it a man or a woman? Gosh, so many questions in my head, and so i open my apartment door.

I throw my bag on the couch, and I jump on it. Grab my phone, go to Instagram, and post the new pictures that I just took this afternoon. Not for long, so many people liked it. I don't mean to show off, but I have over a million followers. Sometimes it's annoying, but I love them. I take a look at my watch, and it's almost six. I think it's best that I fix myself some dinner. I only made spaghetti and surprisingly, it doesn't taste so bad.

After eating spaghetti and an hour of watching tv, I check my phone, and it's going to be seven in 10 minutes, so I go upstairs, grab my laptop, jump on my bed, and plug my phone in. When I opened my DMs, I saw a name, Cameron Dallas, and opened his message.

Hello, my name is Cameron Dallas, I am your partner for tomorrow's photoshoot, and I really love your photos. I checked your Instagram, they told me you really love flowers. Well tomorrow, there's going to be something different. I'm not gonna tell you tho. Anyways, I'll see you tomorrow!! hope we're gonna be good friends.
Sent 16:45

After reading that, I was left in shock! I used to be obsessed with him, same goes with my friends. I went to his Instagram account, and I saw his recent pictures. I found out that he looks pretty hot — well it's pretty obvious that his followers are a bit lower than mine.

My eyes felt so tired afterwards, so I decided to go to sleep.