Crystal Blue Love

1

I open my eyes. Looking around the room with blurred eyes I catch wind of my annoying as fuck alarm clock blaring hell from its speakers. The clock reads 6 am, and I scream into my pillow while slapping the shit out of it until it turns off. Letting out a satisfied sigh I curl my knees up to my chest while laying on my stomach so I'm kneeling on my bed. I stretch my arms brown arms out and yawn.

I check my phone to see a long ass list of emails I'd gotten only that night. Most of them are people who wanted to work with me on a campaign...the usual.

Today I have my Moschino campaign to head to, and I'm extremely excited. I loved working with the stylists and makeup artists the first time so now it should be a breeze.

I hop out of bed and walk towards my bathroom to get my self together. Before I reach the bathroom, I turn on my beats pill on my dresser and listen to the first song to come one. It's Work From Home by Fifth Harmony and I start to sing off the bat.

Applying the tooth paste to my tooth brush I drop it like it's hot.

"I ain't worried 'bout nothin',
I ain't wearin' n-nada.
I'm sitting pretty and patient cuz you know you gotta.
Put in the hours, Imma make it harder.
I'm sending pic after picture Imma get you fired!"

After brushing and blow-drying and straighten my shoulder length afro hair, I head over to my walk in closet. In my closet there is one of those clothes rotators like in Hannah Montana. I did that purposefully when designing my house.

Yes I'm pretty rich, but I'm literally the same person I was a long time ago, with just a few updates.

I throw on my outfit, a vintage T, some light blue bell bottoms, brown clunky heels, and a thick black choker. When I'm done I hear my phone ring. I turn off my beats pill and light jog to it. I see that it's my modeling agency.

"Hello."

"Hey, Mak!" Binx, the head office for Next Model Management, says.

"Hi, what's up?"

"Well I was just checking up on you to see how you're doing."

"At 6:30 in the morning?"

"Nah, I just wanted to see how your date went with Sean O'pry! Obviously!"

Binx doesn't only manage me, we've also been friends since our first year of high school.

"It was actually dog shit!" I say.

"What?! No! Another one crossed off the list I see."

I plop on my white bed before explaining.

"Yeah well, it was pretty good at first, but the first thing that threw me off was WHERE he took me. Ugh! I hate dinner dates," I over exaggerate my facial expression even though I know she couldn't see me.

"That's the only thing that bothered you?" Binx exclaims.

"It wasn't just that, he made some racist and sexist remarks, and we all know that if someone says shit like that I don't fuck with them." I say.

"Yeah I know, so what'd you do? Throw some water in his face? Flip a table?"

"Oh jeez no, I got up nicely told the waiter I would not be ordering and left. But right before I did, I turned around, flipped him off and yelled 'Fuck you!'"

"What a bitch." Binx states.

"I know right?! I'm so proud," I say while patting myself on the back.

"Well anyways, I gotta go, but have a shit day at your shoot!"

"Thanks, love you, bye."

"Oh! And remember," she yells.

"What?"

"You betta slay today bitch!"

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Wow! My first book.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter and continue to read on.

Also, Mak is a dark girl and she's tall and tiny. She's me.