Becoming a Model (EDITING IN PROGRESS)

A/N: Okay guys, here is my last chapter before the Epilouge, i also want to personally apologize for the freakin super long wait lots of stuff going on in my life i had to deal with first. but here it is and i promise not to make you wait to long for the Epi. Enjoy! 

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Rachel’s POV

“We need to talk,” he said not looking me in the eyes

It was then I knew, I knew this was the end and I could almost feel my heart breaking, I felt nauseated and just down right dizzy. But I knew I had to let him talk, let him explain, let him break my heart.

“Okay, uh…come in” I gestured in, I told myself I wouldn’t cry in front of him, it will be a challenge and the only thing keeping me from breaking down now is the fact that I can always do that later…alone.

We went to my room and I sat on my bed, he stood, pacing.

“Rachel, this opportunity…it’s a once in a life time. I know this, and I refuse to hold you back, I don’t want you to question yourself with what ifs because no matter what you choose, the question will always be there. But this opportunity wont be, so I think you should take it” he rushed out, it was fasted and meshed together but I understood him.

“If I take this, I wont be home fore 3 years, I wont be back…we would be apart, you know this right?” I asked

“Which is why…I think we should brake up” he whispered the last part, but I heard him and no matter the volume in which he said it, it still broke my heart.

“Is that what you want?” I asked, I could feel the tears building up

“Of course not, but I don’t want to hold you back, in 3 years when, if, you decide to come back and our lives are on a similar path I say we pick up where we left of, until then…this will be goodbye.” He stopped pacing to stare at me

I took a deep breath and nodded, not able to utter a word with out crying.

I felt Jason’s lips on my forehead and then he was gone. I listened for the front door and when I was sure he was gone I through myself on my bed and cried myself to sleep.

It’s been two weeks since Jason and I broke up and while it still hurts I’ve been busing myself so as to not think about it. I accepted the modeling contract 3 days ago and have been packing since. My graduation is in two days and I leave right after. I’m sad to go but I have so much support from Austin and Haley and my parents that I know I’ll be okay. My parents bought me a townhouse in Paris the day after I accepted the offer, fully furnished so I’m just bringing the necessities and that’s it, clothes, pictures, and all that good stuff. It’s been hard and I’ve been sick, fever and nausea and all. It hasn’t been fun but my parents said I should be fine and if not to see a doctor after I arrive in Paris.

Since I couldn’t leave to visit them in my three years over there, they promised to visit me on holidays and all so that has me a little bit happier.

Graduation Day

“Wakey wakey baby girl” I heard a voice say, I rolled over and rubbed the sleep from my eyes to see my parents staring back at me

“Hey guys,” I said through a yawn

“Today’s the day, come on get up we have things to do” my mother said then quickly left

“She okay?” I asked my dad

“She’s sad, she happy for you but said to see you all grown up and all” he told me

“Oh, yeah I’m going to miss you guys” I said I really was

“We are too, honey,” he said pulling me into a hug, we hugged for a few minutes before he left so I could get ready

I took a quick shower before getting out, before having to run to the toilet and puke up again, and here I thought it was over with, the fever was gone.

I brushed my teeth, did my makeup, dried my hair and gave it a few curls before stepping into my dress, it wasn’t anything fancy but it was cute and slim fitting. It was a deep purple and bunched up at the end making it stop a little past mid thigh, it was spaghetti strapped and had a black sash with it. I added my black heels and was ready to go. Our robes were a light blue, still ugly but had a cute color, which I think everyone was thankful for, well maybe just the girls but still.