They call me Destiny, I'm twenty one years old. I'm about 5'7 and 250 lbs. Sounds a little heavy for a model doesn't it. I still get the job done. I live in Manhattan, New York. I grew up in a big house in Florida with my mother, father, and little sister, Desiree. Desiree is 4 years younger than me and getting ready to turn 18. She graduated highschool this year. We've always been bestfriends, she calls me just to talk all the time even while I'm at work. Being I'm a model so all of my time goes into perfecting what I do but I always make time for her and through all that work I do have time for fun still. I'm having my twenty second birthday party in a few days and I still have so much to buy. This year my sister will be joining me since she's turning 18. Although I'm pretty nervous because it's an open party to co-workers and friends. My parents won't be able to make it to my party due to a canceling in their flight but they'll be down soon, they say they have a suprise for me so I'm excited to be seeing them.
I live alone, in a fairly nice little condo. I've lived here since I'd gotten out of college. It's not to bad either when it comes to my surroundings, I usually walk everywhere but other times I'll take a cab or the subway. My parents have tried and tried to buy me a car but being here I wouldn't find the need for it.
I don't have much luck in relationships. I feel distant between them. It doesn't seem like I can actually find someone that I can vibe with. Who's able to see things different ways. I decided to sit back and relax. It's been a while since I've thought about getting back out there and start dating but I might do something on my birthday just for fun.
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Twenty Two
Teen FictionLearning something new can get hard but with the right people you can over come how you feel.