trust • jb

04.

"You're really nervous are you?" Justin said smiling down at me as I leaned my back against a wall. We were currently standing outside of Kendall's manager office. Kendall said it wasn't exactly her manager but it was someone who 'has a say in the modeling industry' so I really don't know.

"I really think this was a mistake" I said looking at Justin furrowing my eyebrows "I mean, what if I'm like, meant to be an assistant?" I know this is probably not me talking right now, it's just that I'm so nervous. But you see there's this thing about me, if I won't get this job I will probably think for the rest of my damn life that I'm not good enough. Do you get me? It's just this thing about me I don't know.

"You're talking shit right now" Justin said rolling his eyes at me.

"Hey don't roll your eyes at me I'm weak right now" I said looking at my feet.

"Look at me" Justin said holding my chin lifting my face a little making me look at him.

"You're good enough for me. It doesn't matter if you get this job or not. You're my little Mia you'll always stay good enough for me."

And in some magical way it actually made me feel a little better about myself. I smiled lightly at him while the 'woman who has a say in the modeling industry' opened her office door inviting me in.

"Mia right? my name is Taylor how are you doing?" She said smiling at me right after closing the door to her office leaving Justin outside.

"I'm good thank you for asking" I said looking at her as she sat down in her chair.

"Sit" she said pointing at the chair in front of her on the other side of the desk.

Walking towards the chair I looked around her office, she has shit ton of books about fashion and like four plants behind her chair, all in the same shape and size blocking half of the city view since she has a wall sized window.

I sat down in front of her as she clicked stuff on her computer which I couldn't see since the screen is facing her.

"Okay" she said looking at me "so basically I won't hold you in here for too long since I know you probably own a thing called life, not like me" she continued making me chuckle.

"Beautiful smile by the way" she said looking at me.

"Well thank you, I guess braces did me well" I said feeling a lot less nervous after realizing she's actually really really nice.

"So what we're gonna do is, I'm gonna take face shots of you, just to see how even your face is because that's one of the most important things in this industry. Then I'll need you to strip to your underwear is that okay? I just nee-"

"It's okay I understand" I said before she started explaining herself which would be a waste of time since I really wanna go home.

What? Look I'm a lazy person. Why do I need to be here in the morning while I could be sleeping? It's my only free day of the week except Sunday and Saturday and I'm literally doing work related stuff right now.

"Good, I see there's no problem with your height since you're tall, also I'll need to weigh you. And I'll call you back in a week" she said getting a camera and we started to do the face shots, then I stripped and then she weighed me and checked my height, just to write it down, then asked me to write down all my personal information also my phone number and the place I work currently, then she gave me another paper full of questions. not information, just questions and some of them got me really confused, there was this one question which went something like "do/did you have any kind of eating disorders such as bulimia etc?" Which caught me really off guard. I never had any kind of those disorders but is that really a question?