Thirty One

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Bella's P.O.V

I walked downstairs to see my mom talking to someone. I stared at them a little confused as I walked over towards them.

"Hey, mom," I said.

"Oh honey, this is Linda Summers. She's one of the top modeling agents in the field," Mom told me.

"It's nice to meet you," I tell her.

"It's so nice to meet you as well."

"What were you both talking about?" I asked.

"About you actually," Linda told me.

"Me?" I asked confused.

"Yes. Have you ever thought about modeling?" Linda asked me.

"Well I did some modeling when I was younger," I tell her.

"What about modeling professionally?" Linda asked me.

"I'm not sure. I haven't really thought about it," I tell her.

"Well you should. I've seen pictures of you and I think you have potential," Linda tells me.

"Really?" I asked.

"Of course. Here's my number if you thought about it," Linda said before giving it to me.

"Okay. Thank you," I said.

"Well I should be off. Again, call me if you're interested in becoming a model," Linda told me.

"I will. Thank you," I said.

When Linda left, I looked through the pictures that Collin took of me. They were all photographed perfectly. The lighting and the angles were great.

"Are you going to do it?" Mom asked as she walked into my room.

"I'm not sure. I mean I want to but am I ready for this?" I asked her.

"Honey," Mom sat on my bed with me," Your father and I didn't want to expose you to the lime light so much because we wanted you and your brothers to have a normal life. Well most of a normal life."

"Well, I think I'm going to think this through before contacting Linda," I tell her.

"Okay," Mom said.

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