Zariah McKnight started in the entertainment business at a young age as an actress, now in her early 20's she realizes the entertainment business is not what she wants anymore. With all the money fame and parties all she really wants is a normal lif...
I woke up to a knock on my bedroom door, stretching across my soft silk sheets on my King size bed. I placed my bubblegum pink polished toes on the cool wooden floor as I walked toward my door to see Trevante standing on the other side looking down the hall.
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I mentally cursed myself for opening the door looking the way I do in front of him.
I cleared my throat grabbing his attention.
"Oh.Good Morning Miss Jiles." Trevante smiled. "Uh Your momager told me to make sure you were up for your photo shoot."
I scrunched my eyebrows together at the new information on the unknown photo shoot. "Oh okay thanks can you tell Harlee to come here please."
"I will." he said giving me one last glance before turning away heading toward the staircase.
Shutting the bedroom door I ran into my huge walk in closet looking for an outfit.
"Yes Miss Jiles, you want me?" my assistant Harlee asked.
"Yea, how come I didn't know about the photo shoot?" I asked scanning through clothes.
"uh?" she said looking down at her feet. "your mother suggested it."
"Whose the photographer?" I asked, as She quickly looked at her phone scrolling. " It says Mr. Hawkins from 'Celeb Lyfe magazine'."
I rolled my eyes sighing "She did not say anything about it, cancel that session and tell her that I will not be doing the shoot nor will I be going."
"uh are you sure?" Harlee asked raising her eyebrow.
I glanced over my shoulder giving her a look causing her to quickly jump up. "yes, I'm sorry I will be sure to let her know." she said quickly leaving out the room.
I sighed looking at all the clothes I had with all the clothes shoes jewelry you would think my closet was a mall.
I tried to be fair with "my people" and give them days off and today happened to by my stylist day off.
My phone vibrated on the table next to my bed I quickly grabbed it to see a text from an unknown number.
unknown number: "good morning beautiful."11:45am.
I scrunched my face at the unfamiliar number. "New number,Who is this?"
I tossed my phone back on top of the table grabbing the first pieces of clothing i saw, which was ripped blue jeans a cream colored off the shoulder sweater. Taking my clothes off I walked into the bathroom placing it on the table as I stripped from my pajama walking into my walk in shower.
I washed every inch of my body as I sung along to the throwback of Lloyd's Get it Shawty playing. f Feeling refreshed I slipped my clothes on taking off my bonnet letting my braids fall onto my back. I applied light makeup to my face putting my accessories on grabbing my phone and coach cross body as I walked out the room toward the kitchen.
