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We're All Crooked Young

The Agency Can Be Brutal

"Hey Arl , Can you come in here ?" Cassandra called me into her dressing room . I walked in to see the makeup artists putting on the rest of her makeup.
"Yea , what's up ?" I questioned sitting down on the soft pink blush love seat behind her. The room was filled with flowers and kiwi scented lit candles.
The rows of bulbs that cascaded over the mirror shined against her flawless skin and her chocolate brown eyes gleaming in the light area.
The cold air brushed against my skin and I shuttered frantically.
"You know we have Weight Check today right?" She exclaimed and I gulped loudly as I lightly squeezed my completely flat stomach.
All of a sudden the thoughts of the Chicken Alfredo I ate last night clouded my mind and I bit my lip nervously.
"Uh .. Oh . I forgot about that. " I mumbled and as they finished her makeup they left the room. I looked up to see her perfectly shaped body approach me.
Her hair was tied in two perfect little swirls on each side of her head . Her raven black hair made her flawless pale skin glow under the buld lighten room. I could even see the pale pink walls gleam on her skin .
Her skin tight gold sequence crop top with a leather high waisted skirt hugged her perfect frame. Her gold and silver jewelry slipping off her slim tiny wrists.
"Stop staring. ." She groaned loudly handing out a outstretched hand to get me off the chair . She guided me to the mirror with her Jet Black pumps clacking against the wooden floor.
She gripped my shoulders as she walked behind me and pushed me up against the mirror. I scanned over every inch of my body .
Skin tight skinny jeans with a Crop top all leather black shirt that hugged my curves to much to my liking. My Olive skin tone looking pale to me .
My chocolate slightly black hair straightened and flowed down my back. I scanned more and I noticed my forehead was to big and my boney shoulders were too broad. I looked down at my legs. .
My thigh gap wasn't big enough and my nude 5 inch pumps squeezed against my veiny thin feet giving them a fat tone to them that I didn't like.
"You're beautiful Arlet ... I wish I could look like you ... " She whispered in my ear slowly releasing her grip from my shoulders.
Just as I was about to contradict her, our manger came in .
Her bright dyed blonde hair and Green eyes scanned over the room until she caught sight of us .
Her Tight leather corset with tighter jean skinny jeans and black heels with thousands of silver accessories clanged against her Olive skin . Her petite frame brought mine to shame and I breathed loudly .
"You girls .. Weight Check now !" She exclaimed ushering us out the room . I took a look back at Cassandra and huffed loudly as we followed behind her. Once we left the dressing room , We walked into a larger building with Half naked Models only wearing bras and underwear.
I could see all bones and skin and I whimpered in envy. As I saw the weight scale in the distance I started to slow my pace and walk behind Cassandra.
As we approached the scale we both got undressed . Cassandra only wearing a lace bra and thong and I looked down at my own body. A simple black push up bra and Black boy shorts that barely fit me due to my small size.
"Okay Cassandra .. Get on the scale Dear. " Our Manger exclaimed and she quickly hopped on it. I could see people crowd around waiting to see where the weight scale fell like they always do .
The weight pin finally stopped and Our manger smiled wide. As Cassandra got off the scale Our manger pulled her into a tight hug.
"You've lost 10 pounds. That's amazing Cassandra! 90 pounds of perfection !" She cooed sweetly and everyone gave a warm applauded congrats .
As she pulled back on her Clothes she walked up to me and gave me a tight hug.
"You'll do fine. Stop worrying. . " she cooed in my ear before walking back to her dressing room to finish getting ready for her photo shoot in a hour.
I gulped loud as Our manger ushered me to stand on the scale . As I stood on the cold scale I began shaking frantically as the pin passed 90 pounds and landed on 102 . I whimpered underneath my breath as I heard snickers and giggles from the crowd.
I looked over at our manger and she pursed her lips .
"Arlet Williams ... You've gained 5 pounds. ... I'm disappointed in you. " she growled through her cherry red lips.
I attempted to apologize but I was cut off when she shooed me away. I quickly slipped on my clothes and shoes and rushed to the nearest bathroom ..
I quickly made sure no body was in the stalls and I rushed into one. I quickly shut the creme colored door and locked it before getting on my knees and hovered over the toilet.
"I'll be pretty ... I'll be perfect. .. I'll be petite. . " I kept mumbling my saying that drove me to do this to myself. .
As I shoved my fingers down my throat I felt hot tears pass my cheeks and I continued to throw up. After 10 minutes I could taste the stomach acid and blood. I stopped and leaned against the door breathing loudly and sobbing .



"I'll be pretty. ... I'll be perfect. ... I'll be petite. " I mumbled over and over feeling my heart pounding in my chest.

Notes

So this is my newest story! I'll be updating this frequently , just as I do the others . You guys should check out my other stories.

"Was this all fate, or just a terrible nightmare? " and on Motionless in white Fanfiction website I have other stories you should check out.

"This isn't the last of us" & "Crossing the boundaries"


-Crooked young ♡

Comments

Ten stars this is soooo good xxx

@Crookedyoung_citylights

?? I swear I commented this on an actual incest one, with some girl falling for her HALF BROTHER Kellin Quinn. I'm so confused, totally wrong story lol sorry

@hesistantAlien
There's no incest in this story love lol

What the fuck thats incest thats disgusting

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