Shattered//Jack Silvagni

Chapter 2

"Lyla! Quick get up, get up, it's come, it's finally came!" My over energetic 19 year old brother Robbie announced barging into to my room, with my modelling manager Pamela trailing behind him. Pam has been my manager for only 3 months now, ever since I made my debut in modelling starting at Myer where she first saw me and instantly took me under her wing, helping me come even closer to achieving my dream of becoming a professional model. Since then we have grown extremely close, becoming that mother figure I've never had.....
"What?" I croak out. "Robbie, go back to sleep, its to early for me to at least try to put up with your crazy ass" I mumble as I stuff my head under my fluffy pillow.
"Lyla Adaliz Alcinia Rossi", Pamela spoke firmly. "I assure you, your going to want to see this.
"Ahh" I sigh as I peek one eye open to shoot a look towards their direction that could kill.
"What the actual hell are you two going on abou-" I screech at them but halt half way as I see the light pastille blue envelope clasped between Pamela's clutches with the all to familiar logo stamped smartly on the front.
"It came" I whispered in aw before I quickly leap out of my bed and snatch the envelope between my hands and ripped it open as my eyes quickly skim through the neatly printed letters.
"Oh. My. God!" I scream. "Robbie, Pam, I made it! I actually made it! A 5 year contract with IMG modelling agency! I can't believe this!" I sob before Robbie tackles me into a monstrous hug as my overjoyed tears slowly stain his shirt as he bids me congratulations along with an ecstatic Pam.
"I have to call Jack! I exclaim as I reach for my sleek iPhone resting on my wooden bedside table and fly out my bedroom door, already dialling the all too familiar number as I heard Pam let out a carefree laugh.
"That boy will one day be the death of her."

Little did I know, that joke would someday become my future.