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actress. A successful actress. There were millions of actresses, but only a select few ever achieved the status I wanted.

d. "Let's do a series with you beside the bike s

new model, Brittany, a comforting smile.

irst started. Too many photographers were obnoxious and rude. They didn't treat models l

pped. "I'm going to have to retake all th

doing great

ns down! They're supposed to look like they're riding outdoors, no

hair, teasing it and spraying it even more than it already was. It was going to take me a

like this?" Br

ng sigh. "Unfo

the shoots for

ve only been the face of this camp

ing as a prop against the green screen. I had hoped to do an outdoor shoot for the latest line of exerc

oes a lot of the activ

ads and in Sports Illustrated. I can't believe I'm actually

feel old. How old are you?" I

isn't here. Usually, she runs interference wi

er. You know, she can come with you to these

nt to do this on my own. How

ung to be doing

e twenty-e

aged out of the

e chatting?" Carl snipe

knowing he really couldn't deny my

st, I shot him a look. I wasn't a div

I want to g

led her toward the refreshment ta

g. Are you getting ready to qui

le in how comfortable you are. Carl is difficult. He's an excellent photographer, and he does great work, but he is a jerk

job. When I found out I would be working w

ut. There will be jobs like this from time to time. If you are ever not comfortable with the way you are

vored water and nodded. "Th

you my number. If you're ever having any pr

nk y

You ready to finish this? I don't know about

ead. "A cheeseburger! You're

. I'll put in extra t

e up, Hailey!" I

s," I said

my comfortable jeans and a T-shirt before taking off the fake eyelashes and the first layer of makeup. I wasn't a fan of the makeup, but it was a necessary evil for the camera. It was all very tast