100 Theme Challenge #41

41. Walk

*Starting from here, my stories have to be 500+ words*

*Of course, I didn't make it for this one, as expected lol*

The walk was her life. She walked a certain way for less than one minute and would be paid more than the average's monthly salary. Some people might think this was an easy task, but it wasn't. you had to almost let you starve to death, and then wear heels twice your weight. ou had to walk straight, yet not look down. Waiting with sore feet and an empty stomach was also part of the deal, with some lightheaded girls whining about everything or just being annoying.

Sometimes she hated her job, and even more when she'd been up since 5 to come here and take everyone's complains. She was scrolling through Tumblr to calm her nerves while waiting for her turn on the make up artist's chair. Even cat gifs weren't able to lighten up her mood. She sighed and eyed with slight annoyance a woman sit beside her.

"Hi, I'm Maya."

"Yngrid," she muttered.

"It's my first time doing a fashion show, I'm so nervous." The girl didn't seem to notice her total disinterest.

"Don't sweat it, you'll be great."

"Aww, you're so sweet. All the other girls are bitches to me, they're so mean."

Yngrid nodded. "This job doesn't require a IQ of 180, hun. Some of them didn't finish high school." t that a girl shot her a hot glare. Ah, one without diploma.

They continued to chat, and she realized the girl wasn't all that bad. They talked about shws and stuff, but it kept her occupied, which was good. They even had time to exhange Instagrams's nicknames before the show had started. It was a sad thing Maya fell off the stage that night. She was so small the impact broke her ribs which punctured her lungs. Yngrid didn't visit her at the hospital, and Maya died during the night.

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