Viviana stared at the girl who seemed to be in her early twenties. She was all smiles, dark skinned with curly hairs that were left in a cute bun.
"What is your name?" she asked.
"Rosetta," the girl responded, brown eyes twinkling.
"Rosetta…" Viviana repeated the name. She wasn't sure why she'd just thought of her mother. She smiled at the girl. "May I ask your age?"
"Twenty one."
"Mhm, I see." Viviana nodded, jotting down on the book she held. She asked, "Have you modeled for any company before?"
The girl's face fell, and she slowly shook her head. "Not really." She added before Viviana could say a word, balling her fists on the table. "I know how this looks and you probably think I'm inexperienced , but I promise, I'm good…I mean, I think I am. If you'll…give me the chance to show you."
Viviana blinked at her. "Is that so?"
Rosetta rapidly nodded.
"Then show me."
