Noelle Silva Novels & Stories

"Noel!" -----------------------------

“Thanks but I’m perfectly happy crafting campaigns. I’ll get back to you if I ever grow taller though.” The designer shrugged, already distracted by other pretty faces. My friends laughed as he left. “There are two tall girls here and he decided to go for the shortest,” Noelle said, then paused, glancing down at Tessa. “No, my bad. The second shortest.” Noelle was the tallest of all of us. She was thin, had high cheekbones, and legs that went on for days. She was easily model material, but never had an interest in it.