Stargirl

17

Ryder breaking up with me was possibly the best yet worse thing to happen to me.

It was the best thing because it motivated to be better for myself. I went to every casting call I could even if I thought I wasn't going to get it.

I booked shows for New York fashion week, Milan fashion week, London fashion week, and Paris fashion week.

Needless to say that my October was completely booked, but I liked it that way because I didn't think about him as much.

Which reminded me of why him breaking up with me was the worst thing that could happen to me.

Ryder was my best friend, my lover, my soulmate, all of the gushy shit.

He was always there for me no matter what time it was.

He would always listen to my problems and keep me organized.

No matter what I would always be stupidly in love with him.

What other guys would keep me up at night analyzing a breakup?

He still followed me on all of my social media accounts, the whole breakup was just weird, plus there was the fact that I just missed him.

I couldn't bring myself to tell my family that we broke up because I knew how they originally felt about him but then they grew to love him.

But of course, Avery knew.

I told her almost everything and we were in the same friend group.

We would go to the gym together and vent about our problems.

"I just don't understand how he could just break up with you." Avery began as she did squats

I dropped the ropes, "You and me both."

Avery stopped doing squats and turned towards me, "No, but seriously Holland, he was literally showing Diego promise and engagement rings."

I took a step back from her, "What?"

She nodded, "He wasn't going to do it this year, I don't think, but still. That boy was - is so in love with you."

"Remember the night you two first met? You guys automatically hit it off so quickly." Avery went on

God, that was such a good night.

"I know, but all that is gone. I can't worry about that right now, I have to look good for all of these fashion weeks." I rambled

Avery walked over to the treadmill, "You're still not on that stupid diet, right?"

I shook my head as I walked over to my ringing phone, "Mara thinks I am, but I got my own certified dietician. I was killing myself with that diet. I just don't think Mara understands that a 5'11 woman is not meant to be one hundred pounds."

"Hello?" I answered my phone

"Hi, is this Holland Johnson?" The woman on the phone asked me

I sat down on an aerobic step, "Yes it is."

She cleared her throat and began to speak, "This is Emily with the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show castings and I was calling to let you know that you have been selected as a model in the fashion show."

I jumped off from the step, "Avery! I got the show!"

"What!" Avery exclaimed with excitement

"Oh my gosh, Emily, thank you so much." I grinned from ear to ear

"Well be in touch, congratulations!" She ended

The line went dead and I wrapped my arms around Avery.