After all of those years of the bullying and sweat and tears, Desiré is finally where she always imagined. All of those people who said she couldn't don't even know where she is today. But Desiré has a plan to let that all be known. After moving awa...
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"Ms. Noel, you have an 11:00 meeting with the head department of VIBE Magazine, and we just sent out the confirmation for the new building being made out on the East Coast, and I need your signature for the confirmation for the building down south." My assistant Eliz informed me as she walk by my side on the way to my office.
I grabbed the clipboard form her hands to sign my name for the new building that is on the come up as well. She smiled a thank you as I walked around my desk to my seat.
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She rambled on about my schedule for the day before finally letting herself out, giving me a chance to breathe. I slowly reclined my chair back and let my hair down from the bun it was previously tied up in.
The release of the tight scrunchy let go of the strong hold on my eyes. I let out yet another deep breath as I actually got the chance to unwind from my already hectic day at work. So many contracts I had to sign, so many signatures and planning for new companies I have to do. But hey, being the CEO of one of the top modeling agencies comes with a lot of hard work and dedication. The name of my modeling industry is called DESIRE.
This was always my dream and I never let myself get sidetracked. All of those stressful days at school and throughout all of the bullying didn't phase me.
I always knew what I wanted to do and I went and did it. I always wanted to own my own company and here I am running one of the biggest in Philadelphia. Now here I am shitting on all of those motherfuckers who told me I couldn't do it.
Maybe I should go around my old neighborhood just to be petty and see where everyone else turned out to be. I graduated as first in my class and proudly accepted the role as valedictorian from CAPA (Creative and Performing Art High School), and then later on went to graduating from University of Art with a solid 3.9 GPA.
Although mostly everyone at my high school had talent, you could tell who really would make it and who were here just for the free meal and to waste their time and talents.
Actually considering my previous idea of going back to my old neighborhood, I am really going to go. Not only to be petty but also to go visit my mother.
When money started rolling in on my end, I decided to move out to better parts of Philly, out in Mount Airy. My mom decided to stay back in North Philly because in her words exactly, "I ain't moving over in no white neighborhood and to go be uncomfortable because they never see no real ass black women and stare at you all damn day."
I laughed at her because there actually are black people in the neighborhood, but no matter how many times I tell her this, she never changes her mind.
I was never a fan of living in dirty ass North Philly, where the cats roam looking infested with diseases and where trash overflowed the street and sewage drains. I'm not no bougee bitch, I just like to surround my self in a clean environment with people who actually do things with their lives.
As the day drug out, I decided to leave a little earlier today than I normally would. I usually come into the office about 3 times out of the week just to check over things and to make sure everything is running as smoothly as it should be.
I hooked my coat on my finger because I knew that the heat was going to be blazing as soon as I step out those doors.
Hopping off of the elevator and walking out of the front doors, I was glad that I listened to myself and didn't put that damn coat back on.
