Mia Michaels & Chris Brown both go their separate ways after high school to start their college experiences. Nearly 2 years pass by; Mia comes back to Los Angeles for her summer break. The only thing is, Mia hadn't talked or answered any of Chris' m...
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"You look marvelous!Pose! Smile!" One of the agents from Ford modeling finally called me recently, and scheduled an appointment for me to come in the next day; today.
"Stunning! Now try this on!" The middle aged woman has been handing me different dresses and clothing items nonstop! My baby bumphasn't been showing too much, but I'm sure the whole world knew 'Chris Brown's high school sweetheart and lawfully wedded wife is pregnant!'
After what seemed to be thousands of photoshoots for their older outfits from other seasons and currently the process of the upcoming spring collection they're in need of new models for their magazines and what not. I surprisingly didn't look fat whatsoever in the photos I've seen so far and felt like a model with the endless compliments and wows.
"Are you busy tomorrow Mrs. Brown? We'd love to have you again! We'll have much more clothing than today, and we can talk money as well!" She happily winks and I laugh.
"I would if tomorrow wasn't my princess' birthday! My husband and I have a big day planned for her turning two this year!"
"Aww! Maddy's going to be two!!! How splendid! Well, how about this? I'll give you a call sometime within the new week to discuss more or what we have planned! Or perhaps we can chat after your pregnancy! Whenever you prefer!" These people were beyond respectful and friendly with me, which I had doubts it wouldn't of went so well since I'm not a known celebrity or went to any "beauty" schools. Whenever I prefer she said? Hmm.
"Sounds great! Call me and I should have an answer for ya! Have a great weekend!" I walk towards the exit to the bathroom.
"Have an even better one Mrs. Brown! Happy birthday to your angel!"
"Thank you!" I close the door behind me and find the nearest bathroom. I put their dress on the rack next to the other outfits I've tried on and wait for the next elevator available as I watch people constantly walk in & out of other rooms with items, clients, accessories and such. It's a busy place.
Chris plans on going all out on Madison's second birthday after I told him how bad her first one went. I hadn't made enough money last year and I refused to have anybody help me. My mom of course flew over with the rest with a cake and many presents, but I couldn't get Madison anything myself besides a few little things from thrift & dollar stores in town...it was a hard time for me juggling her and my studies.
Even though Maddy seemed to enjoy her family over last year, their wonderful presents and diving her head into her own personal Disney princess cake, I was depressed and pissed for a while at myself for not being able to provide the best for my daughter. Nobody knew that...until I told Chris about two weeks ago and he almost cried at the image of it in his head.
