"Brooklyn! Let's go! We're going to be late for your modeling shoot!" Mrs. Myers called.
"Just hold on mom! I'm almost passed this level!" Brooke shouted back.
"No hold on's. We are going. Now put the game up and meet me outside now, Brooke!" Her mother put on her serious face and waltzed out of Brooke's room.
"Great. I don't even want to be a model or an actress... She knows that. Why would she sign me up then?" Brooke sighed.
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"Oh great. Now we're 15 minutes late... I have to call in.
(M-MOM C-MS. CHILDS)
M: Hello Ms. Childs. I just wanted to let you know that we are stuck in traffic and will be there very soon, okay?
C: Silly woman. There is no traffic at this hour. I suppose you may come. We won't fill the spot just yet. But do not ever lie to me again miss or believe me Brooke will never have a chance to act or model AGAIN!
M: Yes I am so sorry. Have a nice day and goodbye.
She hung up and sighed, just as Brooke came prancing out of the house.
YOU ARE READING
Pretty Hurts
RandomBrooklyn Myers is a girl who just wants to be in charge of her own life. With her mother taking over in control, a very strict modeling agent and a not-so-successful acting job, can Brooke still take the lead in her life?
