The rejection emails came in one after the other, cold and indifferent.
"I'm sorry------ you're not just the right fit for this brand."
"We will keep you in mind, don't worry."
"You should maybe look for other agencies, we're not hiring."
A sharp, guttural scream pierced through the silence as Adriana collapsed face-first onto her bed.
"Damnnnnnnnn," she groaned, muffled by her pillow.
Seated nearby, legs crossed and eyes glued to her laptop, Jessica didn't even look up.
"Let me guess... they all rejected you again... didn't they, Adriana," she said, fingers flying across her keyboard.
Adriana rolled over, glaring.
"Yeah, way to state the obvious, Jessica."
"I just don't get it," Adriana continued, throwing her hands in the air. "I have the looks, the body, the glam. I have everything—why don't they pick me?"
Jessica didn't miss a beat.
"You literally don't have a fucking portfolio," she snapped.
Adriana shot her an annoyed look.
"Does a portfolio really matter?!"
Jessica practically shouted.
"Who would want to hire an amateur with little to no experience?"
She grabbed a book from the table and chucked it at Adriana's head.
"Hey!! What was that for?!"
Jessica narrowed her eyes.
"If they're not hiring you, why don't you take matters into your own hands?"
Adriana raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?"
Jessica smirked and reached for another book.
"Would I tell you all the answers, Adriana?" she said, launching the second book like a missile.
The Next Day
At Burger King, Adriana stood at the counter, bored out of her mind. As the minutes crawled by, her eyes drifted toward the dining area. That's when she noticed two girls giggling and dancing while filming a TikTok.
Her eyes lit up.
"Wait… that's it!" Adriana shouted.
A voice from the back office barked:
"Shut up, Adriana!"
Later that evening, Adriana burst through the apartment door, breathless with excitement. Jessica was lounging on the couch, headphones in, watching something on her phone.
"Jessica!! I've got it!"
Adriana yanked the headphones off her head.
"Hey!! What was that for, girl?!"
Adriana leaned in close.
"TikTok!!"
Jessica blinked, confused.
"TikTok?"
"See, I was at work," Adriana began, pacing as she talked. "And I saw these two girls recording a TikTok, and I thought to myself — why don't I make a video showcasing my model skills? And if it blows up, I might get offers!"
Her eyes gleamed with the fire of a new plan. Jessica pushed up her glasses slowly, a smile forming.
"That's a—wait... actually, that makes a lot of sense."
She set her phone down.
"Okay, we need to find trending audios. That's what we need right now."
The two girls huddled around the screen, fingers swiping fast through sounds and videos.
"What about this one?!" Adriana asked.
"Too edity," Jessica replied.
"Ooh, this one?"
"Too millennial."
"What about this one?"
Jessica's face lit up.
"Yeah... this is it. This is it!"
Moments later, Adriana stood by the door, wearing the best outfit she could throw together — confident, bold, runway-ready.
Jessica held up the phone.
"Okay, I'm getting ready to record. Remember — as soon as I start, give me your greatest runway walk ever. Think you're really there. Show me that."
Adriana gave a thumbs up.
"You got it."
"Action."
She walked with fierce elegance, strutting from the door to the far wall, working every angle she could muster. When the camera stopped rolling, she turned to Jessica.
"Okay, that's it... should we post now?"
Jessica shook her head.
"Nah. We'll post it by eleven p.m., so it progresses overnight."
Adriana collapsed onto the bed.
"To build suspense, riiight?"
"Yeah!!" Jessica laughed, saving the video to drafts.
11:00 PM
They posted.
"Let's hope," Adriana whispered as she drifted off to sleep.
The Next Morning
Adriana jolted awake, phone in hand, eyes wide with disbelief.
"Oh my God… oh my God… WAKE THE HELL UP, JESSICA!"
She leapt onto Jessica's bed, bouncing wildly.
"What is it?" Jessica groaned, fumbling for her glasses.
Adriana shoved her phone in her face.
"5 MILLION VIEWS!!!!"
They screamed in unison.
Time passed. The numbers skyrocketed.
10 million.
50 million.
100 million.
The internet caught fire. Influencers, fashionistas, even casual users began weighing in.
"Her name is Adriana… and what, she just comes out of nowhere and—because she's pretty—gets 100 million views? People have created better and got less. Shows you how the algorithm works."
"This is the best model walk I've ever seen! Yo Louis, Chanel, Victoria's Secret, Valencée — you gotta hire her for real."
Adriana and Jessica could barely contain their excitement.
"Jessica, we're popular. We're popular!"
"I know, right?! I know!!"
Adriana paused, eyes suddenly wide.
"Oh — have you checked your email ever since the video blew up?"
Jessica looked at her blankly.
"I'm supposed to check it?"
"You fool! How else would they text you?!"
Jessica groaned as Adriana playfully smacked her head.
"Jeez, I gotta do everything myself."
Jessica snatched Adriana's laptop and started scrolling through her inbox. Suddenly, she froze.
"No way… no way… no way. Adriana, come and see this."
Adriana leaned over her shoulder, heart pounding.
Jessica read the email aloud:
Dear Adriana Vellure,
We hope this message finds you well.
On behalf of Valencée, we are delighted to extend a formal invitation to you to join our esteemed model brand. Your recent TikTok video, which has impressively garnered over 100 million views, captured our attention not only for its reach but for your natural charisma, poise, and captivating presence on camera.
Valencée represents elegance, innovation, and a bold celebration of modern beauty — values we believe you embody effortlessly. We are confident that your unique influence and dynamic energy would be a phenomenal addition to our brand's vision.
We would be honored to discuss potential collaborations, campaigns, and opportunities tailored to your strengths and aesthetic. Please let us know a suitable time for a preliminary conversation or feel free to reach out directly with your availability.
We look forward to welcoming you into the Valencée family.
Warm regards,
Isabelle Moreau
Talent Relations Director
Adriana stood frozen, eyes locked on the screen.
"Holy mother of Jesus."
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The rejection emails came in one after another, each one more disappointing than the last.
"I'm sorry------ you're not just the right fit for this brand."
"We will keep you in mind, don't worry."
"You should maybe look for other agencies, we're not hiring."
"Damnnnnnnnn," a girl screamed as she collapsed dramatically onto her bed. That girl was Adriana Vellure.
From across the room, another girl, Jessica, sat at a desk, typing on her laptop. She barely looked up as she spoke, "Let me guess... they all rejected you again... didn't they, Adriana."
"Yeah, way to state the obvious, Jessica," Adriana replied, annoyance dripping from her voice.
"I just don't get it. I have the looks, the body, the glam—I have everything. Why don't they pick me?"
Jessica snapped her head up. "You literally don't have a fucking portfolio," she shouted, as if that answered everything.
"Does a portfolio really matter?!" Adriana said, clearly annoyed.
"Who would want to hire an amateur with little to no experience?" Jessica fired back, grabbing a book and tossing it at Adriana's head.
"Hey!! What was that for?!" Adriana shouted, sitting up.
Jessica shrugged. "If they're not hiring you, why don't you take matters into your own hands?"
"What do you mean?" Adriana asked, eyes narrowing.
"Would I tell you all the answers, Adriana?" Jessica smirked and tossed another book at her.
The next day, Adriana was working a shift at Burger King. Out of boredom, she began watching the customers, until she noticed a pair of girls filming a TikTok in the corner.
"Wait… that's it!" she shouted suddenly.
"Shut up, Adriana!" someone from an office yelled in response.
Later that day, Adriana burst through the door of her apartment. Jessica was lounging on the couch, watching something on her phone with headphones in.
"Jessica! I've got it!" Adriana exclaimed, yanking the headphones off her head.
"Hey!! What was that for, girl?" Jessica shouted, annoyed.
"Tiktok!" Adriana said, bringing her face close to Jessica's.
"Tiktok?" Jessica looked confused.
"See, I was at work, and I saw these two girls recording a TikTok, and I thought to myself—why don't I make a video of myself showcasing my model skills? And if it blows up, I might get offers," Adriana said, beaming with excitement.
"That's a—wait, actually that makes a lot of sense," Jessica said, lifting her glasses and sitting up.
"Okay, we need to find trending audios. That's what we need right now," she added as both girls started scrolling through TikTok.
"What about this one?!" Adriana suggested.
"Too edity," Jessica replied.
"Ooh, this one?"
"Too millennial."
"What about this one?"
"Yeah… this is it. This is it!" Jessica said with a smile.
"Okay, I'm getting ready to record. Remember, as soon as I start, give your greatest runway walk ever. Think you're really there and show me that," Jessica said, positioning the camera.
"You got it," Adriana said, giving a thumbs-up.
"Action."
Adriana walked from the door to the far end of the room, turning the small space into a runway. She wore the best pieces she could throw together, her confidence radiating through every angle she struck.
"Okay, that's it. Should we post now?" Adriana asked, grinning.
"Nah, we'll post it by eleven p.m., so it progresses overnight," Jessica replied.
"To build suspense, riiight?"
"Yeah!!" Jessica laughed, saving the video to drafts.
Eleven p.m. came. They posted the video.
"Let's hope," Adriana whispered as she fell asleep.
The next morning, a scream jolted Jessica out of bed.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Wake the hell up, Jessica!" Adriana shouted, jumping on her bed.
"What is it?" Jessica groaned, grabbing her glasses.
Adriana shoved her phone in Jessica's face. "Five million views!!!"
They screamed together, overwhelmed with disbelief and joy.
As time passed, the video kept gaining momentum. Ten million. Fifty million. Eventually, it crossed the 100 million mark. It was everywhere.
People on social media had opinions, of course.
"Her name is Adriana… and what, she just comes out of nowhere, and because she's pretty, gets 100 million views? People have created better and got less. Shows you how the algorithm works."
"This is the best model walk I've ever seen. Yo Louis, Chanel, Victoria's Secret, Valencée—you gotta hire her for real."
"Jessica, we're popular! We're popular!"
"I know right! I know!!" Jessica shouted back.
Adriana suddenly paused. "Oh—have you checked your email since the video blew up?"
Jessica blinked. "I'm supposed to check it?"
"You fool! How else would they text you?" Adriana said, hitting her lightly on the head.
"Jeez, I gotta do everything myself," Jessica muttered, grabbing Adriana's laptop.
She opened the inbox—and gasped.
"No way... no way… no way. Adriana, come and see this."
Adriana rushed over as Jessica began to read aloud.
Dear Adriana Vellure,
We hope this message finds you well.
On behalf of Valencée, we are delighted to extend a formal invitation to you to join our esteemed model brand. Your recent TikTok video, which has impressively garnered over 100 million views, captured our attention not only for its reach but for your natural charisma, poise, and captivating presence on camera.
Valencée represents elegance, innovation, and a bold celebration of modern beauty—values we believe you embody effortlessly. We are confident that your unique influence and dynamic energy would be a phenomenal addition to our brand's vision.
We would be honored to discuss potential collaborations, campaigns, and opportunities tailored to your strengths and aesthetic. Please let us know a suitable time for a preliminary conversation or feel free to reach out directly with your availability.
We look forward to welcoming you into the Valencée family.
Warm regards,
Isabelle Moreau
Talent Relations Director
Adriana stood in silence, eyes wide and heart racing.
"Holy mother of Jesus," she whispered.