So my name is kaytie and yeah, I just turned twenty in my grandmas house, I live with her not because I have no other choice but because I grew up with her and if I move out, she might just be alone and I don't really want that for her after all she has done for me although everything she is telling me to go and have fun if I want to, she knows I want to be a model, a really popular and successful one, ever since I was a baby, it's just what I have always wanted, I used to watch those models walk the runway with fashion clothes, the way they walked and posed, I wanted to be like that and I still do which is why I will have to focus more, I come out of my two bedroom house and look around, I have to head to work before I become really late, I work in a restaurant and I always have to go early, I really don't want to get fired as it's not really that easy to find another job, the trees shake as I walk pass them, the restaurant isn't to far so I don't really need a car or transportation, I walk a lottle bit more and see the restaurant, oh gosh, I really would like to be entering a big modelling company right now, where as soon as I enter, they will hold cameras to my face
"kaytie, hello" mark, my fellow worker in this restaurant says waving his hands in front of my face
"hello Mark" I say and walk past him, we usually talk alot but today, I am really just thinking about how much I want to leave this place and actually become the supermodel that I have always wanted, it would be very nice, I would actually enjoy doing the work
Work ended a lot quicker than usual but that is great actually as I can go back home now and see my grandma and maybe watch a couple of models on runway walking in big stages with cameras here and there, all around them, everyone is looking at them, and each new dress they wear is just so pretty and gosh I really want to be a model, I walk pass the trees again and stare at my door, opening it I enter the house and see my grandma who smiles at me
"hello dear"
"hey grandma"
"how was work today"
"great as usual" I say and she smiles, I smile back at her and rush to my room, then change and fall on my bed grabbing my remote and turning on the TV, gosh I really love doing this, the TV turns on and I find Channel until I reach the channel where there are models walking down the stage in very nice designer clothes, they must just be loving, I sigh and turn of the TV, like seriously, I really have to do something about this, yeah, if I really want to be a model then I have to do something about it, but what exactly, oh gosh, I fall back on my bed and turn on the TV, maybe if I keep watching then I'll probably figure something out but all there is showing is just them walking down the stage with their fashion clothes, maybe soon I will be walking down that stage with the most amazing clothes ever and the cameras, oh the cameras will be all over me and everyone will be watching me and then I won't have to go to that restaurant anymore and everything will just be good and my grandma will also be very happy with me and it will be so great
My grandma calls me down for dinner and I run down the stairs, I love how my grandma cook cause her cooking is just so good, we both eat and I run back to my room, I have to get some sleep for tomorrow so I can go to work that I would rather love to do something else but I will just have to do it anyway, maybe it might not be that bad or it might not keep getting bad but anyway I should just fall asleep, I don't wanna get late eventually, that could cause up some trouble but maybe if I was actually going to do some photo shoots or modelling then maybe I would really not want to be late for that but anyway at least I have somewhere to go and still something I'm doing
The next day comes quickly as the lights shine through the window touching my eyes, oh my, oh my, oh my, how long was I asleep and I am so late, of course, just nice, I turn around in my room and throw my wardrobe doors open and grab out something to wear, I really got to be quick about this, I grab my shoes and head down down stairs,
"hey grandma"
"hey lovely, why are you such in a haste"
"in kinda late"
"well then you better head of then"
I open the door and literally I am running, how did I let this happen, like seriously, how did I really let this happen today, I open the restaurant doors and walk to the counter
"you're late" mark says
"yeah I know and it's really surprising to me"
"well here comes the boss" he says and laugh
"oh no" not Lucas the boss like literally anybody else but not him like right now
"you're late" he says
"yeah I'm sorry"
"really, because you're late"
"and I am really sorry" he doesn't even budge like seriously
"this should not happen anymore"
"yeah it won't"
"it better not" he says and walks away like finally
"it sure won't" I turn and look at Mark then back at the boss who is now opening his office dokd