New York, here I come.

Charlotte Meyers.

It's been four years now, four good years since I decided to leave it all behind and start over again and it has turned out to be the best decision ever, turns out I was born to be a model walking the runway came naturally to me with less than a year of training and what have you, I was good to go.

"Good work Charlotte!!" The photographer praised me as we wrapped up the shoot. I was shooting a brand ad for Nike.

"You were great too…" I told him and excused myself to go rest in my van.

Amos followed me to the van, "here.." he said, handing me a bottle of water.

"Thanks."

Amos was made my assistant by the agency, according to Ben the manager, he says I was his golden ticket and Amos being the one who recruited me deserved a promotion, so now he's my assistant and wherever I go, he goes.

"We need to go to the agency right now!" Amos told me. I raised my head to look at him with a frown on my face… "ahh but why?"

"Mr Ben called for a meeting…. we're ru