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We all looked at her, and her cheeks turned a little pink. I smiled to myself. I realized that what she had probably meant to say was "No way."
Carolyn turned to Paige. "What about you? Do you miss home? And tell me your name again?"
"I'm Paige Sanders, and well..." Paige paused, looking a little nervous. "I do miss home" she admitted. "I mean, I really like it here in New York, and I love modeling, but I think about my family and all my friends back in Nebraska a lot."
"Me too," I volunteered. Paige looked
relieved. "My name's Naira Taylor, and my family's in Chicago," I went on. "Sometimes I can't believe how far away that seems."
"Yeah, but you're so good about keeping in touch with them, Ni," Kerri put in. "Naira's sent her little brothers and sister about a million postcards," she explained to Carolyn.
"That's so sweet that you take the time to do that," said Carolyn.
"I know it means a lot to them," I said. I paused. "My mom's not aroundЧshe died when I was nineЧso I kind of ended up being more like a mother than a sister to them."
Carolyn nodded. "That's an awful lot of responsibility for a young girl to take on," she said. "It must have been quite a burden for you."
I shrugged. I'd never really thought of it that way before.
"Certamente, of course I also think often of my family in Italy," said Pia. "But there is so much here in America that I am discovering. Like the store I found only yesterday, near the institute. It sells many different items, but everything in the store is the price of only one dollar. Look!" She held up her feet. Her white high-tops were laced with several fuzzy red
pipe cleaners instead of laces. "I have bought an entire package of these red things for only one dollar."
"Oh, what a cute idea," said Carolyn, looking at the laces. "You're Pia Giovanna?"
"Giovanni," said Pia, "with an i."
"Pia's got tons of great ideas when it comes to fashion," Paige said a little wistfully.
"Yeah," I agreed. "She always looks totally put together."
"Alora, well, I hope someday to become a designer," explained Pia.
"Oh, really?" said Carolyn, writing on her pad. "How about the rest of you? Any of you have ambitions beyond modeling?"
"I'd really like to have my own television show here in the United States," said Cassandra.
"I used to want to be a competitive swimmer," said Kerri. "But now I'm really into modeling."
"Sempre, always Kerri is exercising," said Pia. "You saw her just come back from the gym. If she does not go there every day she makes the apartment her gym."
"Yeah," said Cassandra. "It makes me tired just watching her."
"It's really important to stay in shape if you want to model," said Kerri. "Besides, exercise can be relaxing in a particular way."
"Really exhausting, you mean," said Cassandra.
I opened my mouth to disagree when Carolyn interrupted.
"Just a sec, let me catch up," she said, writing furiously. She turned to Kerri. "You're Kerri Gold, right?"
Kerri nodded, and Carolyn wrote a little more while we waited.
"Okay, where were we?" she asked when she'd finished writing. "I think you were about to say something, Naira."
"Yeah," I answered. "I just wanted to say that I agree with Kerri about exercise being relaxing. I take a jazz dance class at school, and for me it's a nice break from academics."
"You're in Dance Club, too, aren't you, Naira?" said Paige.
I nodded.
"Are you thinking of a second career in dance, Naira?" asked Carolyn.
"Oh, no," I said. "I'd really like to be a doctor. I want to do something that matters,
you know, something that makes a difference in people's lives."
"Yeah, Naira's really into that volunteer stuff," said Cassandra. "She and Paige joined some club at school."
"It's called REACH," said Paige. She turned to me. "What does it stand for again?"
'"Responsible Efforts and Action Can Help,'" I recited. "It's a sort of volunteer groupЧfor different worthy causes. We're giving a dinner for the homeless at a church next weekend."
"Really," said Carolyn, writing on her pad.
Twenty minutes later, the interview was over. Carolyn had written down a bunch of information about our modeling careers, families, schools, and personal lives. Then she'd asked Mrs. Hill about the house rules, such as signing in long-distance phone calls and always letting her know where we are.
"Thanks, everybody," Carolyn said as she stood up to go. "You've given me some wonderful insights into the world of modeling. I'm certain this is going to be a very interesting article for the magazine."
Everyone said good-bye, and Pia and Paige
helped Mrs. Hill clear away the iced-tea glasses. Katerina went back to her room, and Cassandra and Kerri hurried off to go shopping. I planned to head straight to my room and start my homework, but first I walked Carolyn to the door.
As I was closing the door behind her, she turned back to me.
"Naira?"
I opened the door again. "Yes?" I asked. "Did you forget something?"
"No," she answered. "I just want you to know that I'm very impressed by all the activities you're involved in. And by the way that you seem to be able to manage them all so well. I think you'll be a wonderful example for our young readers."
"Oh, well, thanks," I said. I'd never really thought of myself that way before.
Carolyn shook her head. "It's pretty incredibleЧmodeling, keeping in touch with your family, going to school, dancing, volunteering..." She sighed. "Actually, I wonder how you keep up with it all."
I shrugged. "I guess I'm just really organized."
Carolyn smiled. "Well, it is wonderful. And