Bebe: CyBabe “Cy? You doing alright?” The photographer’s voice snapped

Bebe: CyBabe

“Cy? You doing alright?” The photographer’s voice snapped the teen model out of her daze.
“Huh? Oh nothin’, just feelin’ a bit spacey today,” She chuckled, squatting down for the next pose. It had only been a week after meeting her agent and Cy was already at her fifth photo shoot. Her agent always joked she was a modeling TITAN, though the joke rarely landed a laugh, the teen not getting the reference. Cy remembered feeling devastated after her accident, but with some tech upgrades and artificial skin grafts, the girl was living a normal life. Well, beyond normal really. She was apparently taking the hip hop modeling market by storm. She was getting more offers than she could keep up with and if it wasn’t for her amazing agent she would be completely overwhelmed.
However, every so often she wondered if there was more she could be doing with her upgrades… saving people… maybe join that Teen team or Justice something or other, whatever it was called… but the thoughts always seemed to get hazy and leave her with an empty stare until she snapped back to the present. That was her business, she thought, bending over and arching her back. Besides, modeling and dancing is WAY more profitable.
“Good news, Cy,” her purple haired agent walked up, still holding her phone, “We just got the call and you got the spot dancing with Queen B at the Music Award Show!”

“BOOYAH!!” the teen cheered.

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