| TAMPA BAY MODELING Born 
        Beautiful A 
        short story series about the adventures of a model By C. A. Passinault Episode 
        1: Independence 
         Episode 
        2: Runway 
        Talk  PAGE 
        1 - 2 
        - 3 - 4 
        - 5 - 6 
        - 7 - 8 The 
        Long Walk Page 
        8 of 8 The 
        Spyder careened around a corner. Tires squealed as it moved in and out 
        thick patches of fog. The high beams of the car kept bouncing back in 
        pace with the fog banks, illuminating her face. Her make-up was no longer 
        perfect. Cameron had been crying. What a shitty end to a shitty night.
 "If you need to talk, you can spend the night at my house."
 Cameron sniffed. A tear rolled down her cheek. Her head set was clipped 
        to her left ear, and a rapidly flashing green light on the small device 
        reflected from her driver side window tint. She was on the phone with 
        her best friend.
 "Jenny, I have too much to do. Thank you so much for the offer, but 
        I'll be alright. I just need some sleep."
 "Are you sure?" Jennifer asked, "You don't sound alright. 
        With all of the issues that you two have been having, I just knew that 
        it was going to come to you and Ryan having it out."
 Cameron started to sob again. She brought the mouth piece closer to her 
        mouth.
 "Jenny, this wasn't just a fight. We can't talk anymore. I don't 
        understand what is going on in his head. It was worse than a fight. You 
        need to understand that we are over."
 The next day wasn't an easy 
        one for Cameron. It was bittersweet. Cameron had nailed the rehearsals 
        the day before, and for the first time she felt that she was ready for 
        the runway event. Valerie showed her some pointers, and they breezed final 
        rehearsal. On the outside, Cameron was composed and focused. On the inside, 
        however, she was a mess. Her heart was no longer into what she was doing. 
        Her passion seemed to be gone. The other models, Mila, and Valerie didn't 
        seem to notice, though. Cameron thought about that. Maybe they did notice, 
        but they either were too focused on the show or they simply did not care. 
        All that she knew is that she no longer cared. Her heart was broken, and it tied all of the passion that she had for 
        life together.
 The lines to the theater were long, and it was filled to capacity as the 
        people poured in. The models were dressed and ready. The stylists, make-up 
        artists, and assistants, all working backstage, were buzzing around them. 
        Cameron could hear the announcer's voice over the audience behind the 
        curtain. He was introducing Mila. The show was about to start, and she 
        wondered if the audience would be able to see into her soul and discover 
        her inner secrets and insecurities. She felt naked and alone. What was 
        it that they said about the eyes being the windows to the soul? What did 
        she used to read in her poetry and philosophy books about hearts and souls? 
        What of love? Was it only a word? Well, maybe she wouldn't let them see 
        her eyes. On second thought, that was silly. She was a model. They had 
        to look into her eyes.
 They had to see something. If Kyle meant what he said about her having 
        acting talent, she prayed that he was right. She needed to look invincible 
        when she was walking that runway on each pass and in each change of clothes. 
        She had to make them believe in her.
 The models were lined up in order. The clothes were organized neatly in 
        racks, also in order. She felt a nudge in her side. It was Valerie."I 
        have to get in line now. This is it. Just remember, Cammy, have fun. You 
        were born to walk a runway. You're going to blow this place away!"
 Cameron nodded. She managed to smile back. "We all are!"
 Valerie got into line and the show began. Loud techno music thumped as 
        Mila's voice echoed through the curtains. The models began to walk out 
        into the light.
 Cameron emerged on to the runway. It was noisy and bright. The place was 
        packed to capacity. Photographers lined the sides of the runway, snapping 
        away as the flashes from their cameras obscured them. She began to walk, 
        her long legs in perfect stride. Her first mark was coming up.
 He doesn't love me anymore.
 Cameron started to choke up. She maintained her smile and stride.
 He does not love me anymore.
 She stopped. Smiled. Her first pause on the runway was done. She had to 
        start walking again in another half-second.
 She started walking. She reached the end of the runway, which reached 
        into the middle of the audience. She smiled like she was supposed to. 
        Her eyes scanned the audience. She saw the empty seat. It was where Ryan 
        was supposed to have been.
 Time seemed to stop. The music stopped. The audience was frozen. Camera's 
        were suspended in mid flash.
 He no longer loves me.
 The only thing that seemed to move was a tear. A single tear. It welled 
        up, about to spill and ruin her make-up.
 Love has no meaning.
 It felt like eternity. Another voice hammered in her head. It sounded 
        like Mila.
 The professional runway model deals with inconvenience after the show. 
        Put your personal feelings aside and let the model in you do her job.
 Something seemed to pop inside of her head.
 Her training kicked in like raw instinct.
 The beats of the music thundered through her body and camera flashes bore 
        down on her. Time seemed to catch up to her. The tear receded back into 
        the corner of her eye.
 A new feeling engulfed her, and it transcended the emotional turmoil within 
        her. It was powerful. She absorbed the energy around her and it shined 
        back from her a thousand-fold. She realized that for the first time in 
        her life, she actually felt like a runway model. She owned the runway, 
        and this was her night. Her failed relationships took a back seat to this, 
        and she would deal with her personal issues later.
 She began to laugh, letting the music inspire her. She turned and began 
        the walk back to the last mark, ready to return to the backstage area 
        to change out into her next evening dress.
 This must have been what Valerie was talking about. She finally got it. 
        The never-ending runway would always be before her, and the crowd seemed 
        to always edge her on. The runway event became an experience that would 
        change her career forever, and it set a new course for the life of the 
        model who was born beautiful.
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        Born Beautiful Episode 
        1: Independence PAGE 
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        - 3 - 4 
        - 5 - 6 
        - 7 - 8
 PUBLISHED 05/13/11 UPDATED 05/21/11 © Copyright 
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