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Catching Your Dreams

Jem_Markham
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What do you want to be when you get older, Well, in this story, it is of love and loss and making it to the top, let's see what happens shall we? Callie Smith is a 17-year-old high school student that is very smart and she is trying to achieve her dream goal of becoming a singer. She gets modeling jobs in the LA modeling industry, But is that really what she wants to do? Have you ever dreamt of being a famous singer like Rihanna? Well, that has been Callie Smith's dreamt of since she could talk/sing.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

Hi, I'm Callie Smith and I'm a 17-year-old high school student that attends some college classes at California State University, while I also attend classes at the Music and Arts Academy for singing. What I have always wanted to do was be a singer, I used to make all my peers mad because I would always get selected to sing the solos in our choir class. One day I decided to make my own Youtube Channel and decided to post videos of myself doing covers of songs that I really liked.

I know what your thinking really? And yes I have always wanted a normal life aside from the fact that I have a hot and good boyfriend who is always there for me and a really, really cute golden lab who is as sweet as can be and his name is Oli he is a year and a half. As for my boyfriend, his name is Zach. He is tall compared to my 5'6 height, he stands about 6'1 with dark brown hair, broad shoulders, is a jock, with a six-pack, and ocean blue eyes, naturally tan skin, while I have golden blonde hair, tallish, am a cheerleader, and with a tanish complexion, I am pretty skinny, with lighter than the normal shade of green for my eye color.

I do modeling jobs for some companies like Tommy Hilfiger and Calvin Klein, but I'm not big yet as far as I'm concerned. I didn't think that I would ever be seen in a magazine until one day I was in class taking a test and I got a call from a number that I never saw until that day that changed my life. I raised my hand and the teacher looked up.

"Hey, Mr. Johnson can I go to the restroom?" I said eager to call this person back.

In response I got " Callie May Smith I don't know can you?" he asked, since I didn't know what to do, I just got up and went to leave the "restroom" but before I left I said "oh by the way you have no right calling me that " I tapped my watch and left.

After I left to call the person back that called me I bumped into someone and that someone was Anthony Cox my second-tenth grade crush and ex-boyfriend, he is blonde, with blue eyes.

I started to lose my cool so I started to say "H-hi An-Anthony how ar-are y-you?" I ask trying not to look him in the eye.

"Well if it isn't the only good kisser in school miss Callie Smith," he said to me while giving me his glamorous smile.

"What the hell do you want Anthony Dean Cox?" I said with a low growl.

He looks at me "I want you to be my girlfriend again" he says while giving me his puppy dog eyes.

I look him in the eyes "Sorry A.C. I broke up with you because you always cheated on me so Anthony I'm not going to date you again and I have to go call this person back before my teacher finds out what I was doing so see ya later and stop undressing me with your eyes." I say after I find him creepily staring at me.

"What? I like seeing you without your clothes on and are you going to call your boy-toy fuck buddy?" he looked at me like I did something terribly wrong as he was talking. "Why Callie? Why can't you come back to me?" he looked like a tomato with how mad he was getting.

"Well Anthony all you wanted from me was my body and I don't like when people use me, GOT THAT? Okay" I said while getting mad, then I just left him standing there dumbfounded. I headed into the bathroom and took my phone out of my shorts pocket and redialed the number.

The phone rang a few times and someone picked up. "um...Hello, I just got a call from this number?" I asked shaking while afraid that something bad has happened.

"Hello, are you Callie Smith? Well, this is L.A. Modeling Industries" the lady on the phone said to me while sounding all perky like.

"Umm... yeah this is her what can I do for you? did you just say L.A. Modeling Industries?" I feel all jittery now that I found out who called me.

"Well yes Miss Smith I did say that because we really want to model you for all of the big brands of clothing like Gucci and Chanel," she said but it sounded like she was speaking gibberish.

"Wow that sounds amazing... but I don't really know because I still have all of high school and college," I say because it is the truth.

"well yes, we can help you get your GED if you decide to drop out because you want to model then we will pay for that to happen and the amount of money you would be getting paid is $8,245 per photoshoot." she sounds excited.

Umm... that is weird, I asked "why would you want me I'm just plain and not even cute?" I say because I don't think of myself as the hot or even kind, but that is just my own opinion of me.

"well Miss Smith there are a few things that go on in the Modeling Industries that are pretty amazing sometimes," she stated as a matter of fact.

I asked "Well if I were to agree where would I go to talk to you Modeling people?" very surprised that I asked that question.

"Oh, no need to worry Miss Smith we can people there to talk to you," she said while I'm guessing -has a smile plastered on her face.

"oh yes I would love to model, when can I have you send those people to talk to me?" curiously I ask while nodding even though she can't see me nod.

"We can send one out tomorrow, Thank you Miss Callie Smith we will be glad to have you," she said and I heard the line go silent.

I walked back to class with a big white gleaming smile plastered on my face.