you miss me? cause i miss you.

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Delilah

March 30, 2013
Los Angeles, california

I open my eyes as the sound of my alarm fill up the space in my bedroom. I reach for the night stand and located my phone. turning off the alarm i seat up causing my bed hair to fall all over my face.

" uugghhh" i groaned.

I was tired. Actually tired was an understatement to what i was really feeling. My eyes felt heavy, my feet were heavier and my head hurt. Today was my first day off in 8 days. I was so busy lately that i literally didn't had time to take a shit, excuse my lenguage. But besides the amount of time my schedule requiered, i started to like my new job.

I can't believe that It had been almost a month since i decide to take Kyles, friend offer.

After i went looking for Robyn that afternoon to talk and let her meet my daughter, so much shit had happen, if she saw me now she couldn't even believe who was infront of her.

The same day Rob kick off her north america lenght of her DWT, i was sitting on a restaurant in LA having a business meeting that could eventually change everything around me. 3 days before that meeting Ky came to me with the craziest idea she could had ever come up with. Her friend 'Cali' was working for an elite model agency in NYC call 'the Society management NYC' kyle said that she was actually trying to talk her friend into helping me find something as a photographer but, her friend kept shooting down that idea, in her friends words 'i was to exotic' to pass out on.
She made some calls and send some pictures kyle shared with her from her phone and in less than half and hour her phone was blowing up.
By the time she came home, they had already managed to scheduled a meeting with one of the company top model scouts.

They basically shop my picture around all of the company scouts and out of 20 people they send my pictures to, 18 answer back and said they wanted me. After discussing the percentage they could be getting from the deal a women name 'Amanda' end up been the one who 'FOUND' me.

She wanted to meet as soon as possible to discuss business. To said that i was mad at Kyle was an understatement too. How could she possibly think it was ok to throw me in a world that i wanted no part in? She knew that i wanted to be as far as possible from everything 'rihanna' related. Going to fashion show or walking on them with her there could really be a disaster. Even if i can manage to avoid her, what about my privacy?.

But not, like always i let kyle persuade me to 'try'. I did the meeting and end up flying to new york that same week to sign my 2 years contract with this company. After that day, evrything changed. Not just only in my profesional life, i was a model now. But in my personal life too. Maria end up staying more time of what she intended to do. After she decided to take a trip to texas and meet with her long lost family members including her parents. For what i heard she even met up with an old flame. I was so happy for her. She put her life on hold for me and even thought i never asked for it, that let her to focus on me. Something that i had never experience.

Maria being maria, offer to take the baby with her. I declined tho, she couldn't had time to focus on what was going on around her, my baby have an ability of getting everyones attention around her and with her there Maria couldn't focus on what's important, building that broken bond between her and her family. I told her i was alright, and that good things where happening for me here, i didn't went into details and stuff but she knew i was more busy than ever.

I was busy and kyle was right at my side until i could get a personal assistant, she was about to put her hands in something clothes related and i wanted to give her the space and time to do so.

To say i was sad and nervous to not have her around as much anymore was nothing to how scared i really was. This could be my first time in my adult years going upfront against the world. I had always hidded myself behind my paintings and photos, but not anymore. Now my face could be plasted in magazines for everyone to see it.

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