The Model's Secret Bankroller

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put on the coffeemaker. I have loads of notes to read for the test tomorrow and I have a photo shoot immediately after the test on the other side

the liquid body wash into my skin with the help of my bathing loofah. I am built like an hourglass if I do sa

or over a hundred magazines both locally and internationally. Juggling my modeling career with schoo

oshoot tomorrow. When I was done, I sat in front of the dresser and blow-dried it before

f all my debt before graduating from school. That was why I hadn't stopped wo

money to get by. Between paying the rent, payment of taxes, gas fees, car maintenance, and grocery shopping, he had just enough money to save and send to me for my upkeep

my reading desk and readied myself to start reading. About thirty minutes into studying, Ashley came into the hostel. She dumped her

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hese tests tomorrow, my day would have

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I'm so hungry," A

only had sandwiches and hot chocolate to eat all day. If I don't

nese and waited for the food to be delivered. While we waite

y. I knocked on Ashley's door to tell her that the food had arrived. Ashley came out aft

me, right?" I told Ashley who looked at me wide-eyed. "Stop playing," she said as she slapped my shoulders lightly. "Sarah Coker of Hollywood? As in the same Sarah

er, the A-list stylist who is styling me f

ORANGE MAGAZINE, the most widely read and widely talked about magazine in Ameri

agazine. My agent helped me secur

ed, screaming excitedly. "G

boxes to throw them in the trash can in the kitchenette. When I got back into the room, As

ied to steady myself so my breathing could go back to norm

u can ace those tests tomorrow,"

ading routine because jotting stuff down helped me to commit it to my memory. Eventually, after s