One Day At A Time

|Chapter 9|

Demi

"I'm gone!" I call out, putting my sweater back on.

Since becoming an aspiring model, I've worked with a couple agencies to see which direction I would like to pursue, and I've also walked in a handful of fashion shows. I'm still not well known for my modeling, so I've also decided to take on photo shoot gigs as well.

I'd just finished wrapping up my pictures for various clothing companies, so now I can finally call it a day and head home. Grabbing my purse, I walk towards the door but soon get the feeling I'd left something. After gazing and mentally taking note of everything I have, I back around and over to Carson's chair, grabbing his Reese's.

"Alright, now I'm gone." I laugh as I walk out of the door, hearing him yell at me at a distance.

Carson is the sweetest person I have ever come across. He's actually the person that does my makeup for my shoots and he's cool as fuck. Definitely my gay bestie, and before you take offense to it, I'd asked him already and he's perfectly fine with me calling him such.

He'd bought some candy to the set today and didn't want to share any of it with me, so I told him I was gonna steal his candy he still had left over.

Mission accomplished.

Walking out the building, I reach into my purse and grab my keys. I unlock the doors to my car, and stepping in. Immediately after sitting down, I take my heels off and bring my right foot into my lap so that I can massage it.

I thought I wouldn't be wearing heels today, but I wanted to wear them anyway so that I looked professional walking in. Turns out I did have to wear them for one of my looks, which was the last one, and I completely regret it. Then, they made me wear the stiletto ones and I had to wear them for like half an hour.... standing.

Worst decision of my life.

Grabbing my phone from my purse, I remember I'd gotten a text earlier but couldn't respond at the time.

1st Child💖
Today 3:45 PM

Ma, wya? -3:45 P.M.

Today 3:52 PM

I'm On my way! Why? -3:52 P.M.

Dang why you yellin💀-3:53 P.M.

That was that autocorrect😂 but I'm
bout to come pick y'all up -3:54 P.M.

I already called daddy he picked
us up -3:54 P.M.

I figured you was gonna be late after
not answering so I called him -3:54 P.M.

Oh alright y'all home already? -3:54 P.M.

No I just got in the car -3:54 P.M.

Alright lmk when y'all get there I should be right behind y'all -3:55 P.M.

Ok -3:55 P.M.

Closing out of the messages app, I decide to lean my seat back some and get on Twitter as I eat what was once Carson's Reese's. Once I scroll for a good five or six minutes, retweeting and liking different things here and there, I close out of that as well.