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The beautiful high school student Anna needs some help finding the beauty other people see in her. Her best friend, Lesley tries to convince her by entering her as a model in the school's fashion show. After that, Anna gets a taste of what life as a model is all about. But is it really the dream everyone thinks it is?

Submitted: March 07, 2014

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Submitted: March 07, 2014




Anna woke up to the subtle sound of her phone vibrations signaling a phone call. She checked the time while she answered the call with apathy.

“Yeah?” She answered in a croaky voice.

“Anna, wake up! I’m on the way to your house and I’ll be there in 15 minutes. You better be ready. I don’t want to be late to school again.” It was her best friend, Lesley.

Anna let out a groan through the phone then hung up and gets out of bed. Her outfit was set out on her desk chair by her closet: a white tank top with subtle flowers printed on, dark skinny jeans, a gray cardigan, and mismatched socks with old black combat boots. She added a couple bracelets on her right arm and a brown watch on her left. Then she went to the bathroom to put on her usual amount of makeup: foundation and a thin line of black eyeliner. She went to her full-length mirror to look at her completed appearance. She gave a nod of satisfaction and made her way to the kitchen where her mother awaited as she did every morning.

“Good morning, darling.” Her mom said sweetly. “I made you some cinnamon French toast.”

“Ooh! My favorite.” Anna took the plate and kissed her mother’s cheek. She finished every bite just in time for Lesley to arrive honking her car horn repeatedly. “I should get out there before she breaks that horn. Bye mom”

What a lovely California day it was. There wasn’t a cloud to be seen and there was a perfect combination of heat and wind. Anna got in the passenger seat as Lesley lowered the volume of the radio.

“What the hell, Anna, those jeans make your legs look even longer than they already are. Why aren’t you a model?” She rhetorically asked with a light-hearted smile on her face. She always told Anna how beautiful she was but Anna never seemed to notice the beauty that other people saw in her.

“Shut up.” Anna laughed and playfully pushed Lesley’s arm. “Just drive.” And she turned the radio volume up again and adjusted herself comfortably in the car seat.


They both walked through the blue and gold painted front doors of the school. Anna checked her watch and noticed that she and Lesley arrived a few minutes earlier than usual.

“What do you want to do for the next ten minutes?” Anna asked as Lesley had already started making her way towards the vending machines with a dollar in her hand. So Anna followed. They sat down at a table near the vending machines and both had a bag of generic brand chips and a soda and carried on their conversation with some minor gossip as every high school student did now and then. Some people they knew were sitting on a bench across the lawn admiring them. Anna and Lesley were the friends that were attached at the hips, and everyone at school knew them as that pair of friends. People were jealous of them as a pair and as individuals.

Anna suddenly looked at her clock and remembered that she had to get to her government class early to talk to Mr. Wright about her essay. She moved out of her seat quickly and spilled the remainder of her soda on her cardigan. Luckily, there wasn’t much, but she took off her wet cardigan, shook it off and stuffed it in her bag. As she showed off her arms, a group of guys with bad reputations walked by and whistled at Anna.

“Damn, Anna. Looking hot, as always.” He hollered.

“Shut up, Josh!” Lesley shouted as she was ready to throw Anna’s empty soda can at Josh and his friends. Just as she was about to let go, she turned around to see Anna quickly walking away from the group towards her government class with her arms crossed and her head down. Lesley huffed and threw the can at Josh anyway then took off to go to her first class of the day.


*Brrrrring, brrrrring*

Anna met Lesley at her locker and, as always, got there before Lesley. Even though Anna’s second class was just down the hall from Lesley’s locker and Lesley’s class was in the next building over and down two flights of stairs, Anna tried to stall her time by staying in her English class for a couple minutes hoping to meet up with Lesley simultaneously.

“Sorry I took so long, Anna. I saw James and-“

“Let me guess. You saw James across the hall and he was standing alone so you just had to go make a move before Stacy could get to him?” Anna said mockingly and let out a giggle.

“Well, yeah.” Lesley said while switching books from her locker to her bag. She loved to talk about James. He was perfect for her, and everyone seemed to know it.

“It’s no big deal. Let’s go.” Anna shut Lesley’s locker knowing she was done and they walked through the hall and to the table by the vending machines they usually sat at during breaks.

Lesley hoisted her bag on the table and pulled out a Vogue magazine and began to shuffle through the pages.

“Look at all these gorgeous models. Why can’t I look like them?” Lesley muttered.

Anna looked up from the muffin she was eating. “Lesley, what are you talking about? You look a thousand times better than those girls that have spent hours on their hair and makeup. Why would anyone want to look like them?”

“That’s easy for you to say. You just roll out of bed and naturally look better than these girls.”

“Yeah right.” Anna was truly beautiful, but she didn’t seem to acknowledge it.

“Anna, you know my mom works at [fashion magazine], and every time you come over she talks about how you would be perfect for this huge photo shoot she’s doing this summer. Why won’t you just do it?”

“Because I don’t think I want to.”

“Come on. It’s our senior year. Don’t you want to do something exciting and big before you go off to college in Colorado?”

Anna thought about it for a moment and sighed. “I don’t know, Lesley.” The bell rang and it was time for them to go to art class together.

“Good morning class.” Mrs. Knight greeted her students as she stood at the front of the room. She was also the fashion design class teacher; her room was filled with manikins and sewing machines. “As you know, the school fashion show that I’m running is in a couple months and we need models. Would any of you like to volunteer?” Mrs. Knight looked around and saw no hands go up.

“Anna wants to!” Lesley shouted grabbing Anna’s arm and putting in above her head. Anna got heated and reacted with a firm “no.”

“Ah, Anna, you would be perfect for Kristen’s designs. What do you say?” Mrs. Knight sincerely said. Anna noticed everyone in the class looking at her, so she gave in.

“Fine.” She paused. “But Lesley wants to do it too.”

“If that’s all it takes for you to be in the show then sure, I’ll be in it!” Lesley almost jumped out of her seat with excitement that Anna agreed to do that.

“Oh, Lovely!” Mrs. Knight clapped her hands together with joy. “Would you be able to come in at lunch today to try on a couple things?”

“Sure.” The girls said simultaneously and Mrs. Knight walked to the front of the class once again to continue teaching the lesson for the day.


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