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[angelic]

Elias Stokes

Elias had arrived a little late, which was unfortunate because he was one of the few going first. He put on his outfit and headed straight for make up. He was not quite prepared for the runway. It has been a while since he had done it, but nonetheless it must be done. He pinched his nose before getting his hand swatted at and getting a quick lecture on not to try to screw it up. Whether she was talking about the make up or catwalk, he was not sure. Soon it was his turn up, he gave himself a brief I got this, It is all gonna be fine as if.

He took a deep breath and walked out onto the catwalk. Elias let a smile flow on his face and flared his jacket. For the first seconds of the walk, it was quite great. He was having fun and he got into the middle of it. He paused and checked the bottom of his cuffs before glancing around the crowd. Hmm, the perfect contender. Ah, the girl from the party… Maddy was it? He looked out at her with a smile and spoke loudly to the crowd,“I love you Maddy!” He quickly turned around and headed back, playfully wiping some sweat off of his forehead. He lives for the spice, honestly was quite fun to do, but sooner or later he was gonna face the consequences.

Elias walked back with a little skip in his walk. He refrained from touching his makeup because he did not need another lecture out of the one he soon would have. Unfortunately, the skip in his walk had affected the guy coming out for the next part. The guy tripped and fell. Elias glanced back to see it being Dominic Lucier. You could hear the Ooos and Ahhs coming from the crowd. He threw a small,“I’m sorry,” Over his shoulder and walked back out, off of the catwalk. He cringed inwardly of the fool he made of himself tonight. He rushed into his room to change into his previous clothes he wore earlier and strolled out of his room. Eli leaned on the nearest wall and went on his phone to avoid any interactions.

He was scrolling through instagram and was interrupted. He looked up quickly, shocked,“What the- Jess what are you-” He managed to make out before she interrupted him… again. Eli looked at the girl that Jess brought him to meet… oh no. No… not Maddy. This was gonna be extremely awkward, she must’ve come in after he said that or hopefully just before and missed it. He groaned into his hand as Jess spoke,“C’mon do you always have to bring that up?” He shook his head and then rolled his eyes,“Don’t sweet talk me Jessica.” This was awkward enough already, sending a friendly glare, if that is even possible, her way as she left the two alone. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly,“Well, uhm, it is nice to meet you, Maddy.” He had no clue how to go about this. Did she hear? Did she not? Guess he will find out in a second. “A German spy, huh?” He laughed slightly, trying to bring the light to the situation.

@benitz786 ~ Jessica
@Megan ~ Maddy(So sorry)
@Caticorn ~ Dominic(Even more Sorry - also when he does end up getting on the catwalk)

[benitz786]

Her heart was racing. She saw the stares, the gasps, the cameras pulled out when she walked. Though she kept an emotionless expression; doing as she needed to do - as was learned over hundreds of modeling and runway gigs she had been forced to do. All until the moment she was back behind the curtain. Candice stopped, leaning against the wall for support as her mind re-evaluated what she just did. Her freedom; she had just given it away. To protect the people she loved; but nevertheless. Gone in an instant. Her eyes were down - trying to control her breathing. Until… well until she heard her voice.

“Oh my god”

It was muffled, but Candice would recognize that voice anywhere. Everywhere. Allowing her eyes to move up for the first time; Candice locked eyes with the girl. Valerie Wood. Her best friend… her former best friend? Her forever person. Her til death due them part - but that was what happened. Death did due them part. Candice watched her; the emotions passing through her features - though it was almost simultanously working through Candice. She felt everything the girl was likely feeling. But overall; an ache in her heart when she saw Valerie Wood. One of her many regrets. A girl she was planning on telling everything that night of prom. The faked death; where she would be. But then the fight… she just couldn’t.

“C-?” she heard the cracked voice of the girl in front of her. She watched as her friend took a step closer to her - allowing CC to see the tear running down her cheek. "Is it really you? Her own eyes begin tearing up as she saw the girl and in an instant - Candice closed the space between them and wrapped her arms around the girl into a tight hug. “It’s me,” Candice whispered - not yet letting the girl go. After what felt like eons, Candice finally loosened her grip and placed her hand on the girl’s cheek; wiping the tear on her face. “I’m so sorry Valerie. I wanted to tell you so many times. The number of times I picked up my phone and dialed your number before hanging up… I just… you were better without me. You always were,”

@CerealKiller - not so dead gorl

[angelic]

Mareena Stokes

It was the day of the Fashion show, Mare had to help people get ready for their time on the catwalk. So quite stressful considering some were- a nicer way to put it, pr^cks. Especially her brother, god does she love him yet he annoyed her so much while getting ready. She just smiled and rolled her eyes at every comment of his that he would dig deep to find. Who knows how hollow it is deep in his head. No wonder why she was always called the smart twin. She laughed quietly to herself and she heard some commotion outside of the rooms. Oh no, what happened. She winced even thinking about the possibilities. Uh oh, what if it was Eli? She kept running through the possibilities.

Until she heard someone call her name to help another person fix their outfit. She sighed, tucking the stray hairs behind her ears. At least her bun was staying straight up, Mare was likely having a problem with that. She should have put on her flats or something since she wasn’t going out until later. It was actually Yara who was having the troubles. Mare ignored her. It was not the time to deal with her ex or former -what’s the difference- friend right now. Yet, she still decided to get a small bit of revenge. It was only a small cut that would make the dress look wonky or odd in the back. Mare soon moved on, but immediately regretted it. Hopefully the girl would be fine and not trip. She mentally screamed at herself of doing such thing.

Moving on from the past situation, it was eventually Mares turn to soon head onto the catwalk. She got changed, but instead of doing a ponytail like the artists would have liked, she kept it down instead and in curls. It was something actually quite gorgeous on Mare, but she wasn’t used to it and was quite nervous about heading out there now. It made her feel like a goddess or prowess or such. It was quite the unique outfit, but not bad in her eyes by all means. She got the word to go and headed out on there. Giving quite the show with a fierce smile and blew kisses all on the crowd with a wink and headed back. It was quite quick, but she insisted on doing both cause they could use the help in the back. She got a few compliments as she returned backstage.

It turned out in fact that others still had to be helped, Mare took of her jacket which made her feel pretty bare considering the outfit was quite sheer. Yet it was too much at the time to deal with and others soon had to get on out there. She started to help out this one girl… forgetting her name by memory. Oops. once she finished she heard another woman behind her before feeling someone touching her back. Mare turned around and spotted Jessica. Her cheeks instantly flushing at the memory of that morning. Even though she is now with Theo, it still happens that morning. It was odd now though because like she said, her anger and disappointment were thrown to the side that morning. She needed the distraction. All that came out of her mouth was hey. What else could she say? “Oh, uh, yeah hey. Missed you by the way.” She let out and glanced around the room making sure that others were good. “Thank you, you look quite dashing yourself.” She laughed a little before letting her thoughts seep in and sighed,”Okay, can we just ignore the other morning for a second because I’m still disappointed with you.” She mentioned, crossing her arms and looking up time to time.

@benitz786 ~ The Actual Jess hopefully - escalating it quicker cause fight fight
@CerealKiller ~ Yara(Sorry dude)

[Kbail]

Brandon stood by the front door of the fashion show venue. After thinking for some time, he pulled out his phone. He scrolled through the contact list, until he finally stopped on the contact Ciara. He dialed her and started feeling really nervous. It had been a while since the last time he talked to her, but he just wanted to ask her about Jadin.

""

ring ring

Ummm…hi Brandon?

Hi…I just wa-

Why r u calling?

Look, I just wanted to ask how Jadin was doing.

Wow. Why are you asking now? After all this time?

"Because…I really want to know now okay. Like, I really want to know. I know i didn’t visit but-

He’s doing fine.

Oh…well

Yeah. I’m not saying anything more.

Okay…well…bye.

beep.

He put his phone in his pocket and slowly walked over to the drink section before the fashion show started. As soon as he hung up the phone, he instantly regretted calling her. Too many emotions of the past flooded his mind, so he tried to distract himself by mingling. After a while he decided to sit down and watch the fashion show that was going to start.

Approachable

[Littlefeets]

Ketziah Drake

Ketziah was just a little later than she planned on getting to the fashion show, so she quickly made her way inside, only to find Andy talking to Dorian. She only managed to catch the tail end of the conversation. She walked up with a slight smirk. “Sorry D, you’re a solid second place kisser. It was a great kiss, and its not your fault you had some tough competition.” She stuck her tongue out in his direction. She was serious about it being a good kiss though, overall it was near the top, just not better than kissing Andy. “Happy birthday D.” She gave him a quick hug with a smile before he walked away. She honestly hadn’t had much of a chance to figure out something for him yet, so she owed him whatever he’d want. When Dorian walked off, she turned to Andy. “Hey rockstar.”

@CerealKiller - Andy

@astxrism - Dorian mentioned (hope what I wrote of him being there then walking off was fine)

[Kbail]

After many calls and texts to Elodie that weren’t being answered, Kara finally gave up. She was hoping to give her the present she had, and wish her a happy birthday through text and in person, but she felt as if Elodie was purposely ignoring her for some reason. The gifts were lying on her bed, and after looking them over, she decided to keep the gift in her purse just in case. She pushed it out of her head because today was the fashion show and it was the only good thing that seemed to come from school. One hour later she was at the venue and mingling with people near the catwalk. Victoria Monroe was even there. She spotted Elodie among the crowd of people talking to Theo, which she felt slightly jealous about. “So…she can talk to him but not me?” She thought. Soon, it was time to get on the catwalk. She was super excited, and she could barely contain herself. It was her first time on a runway so she was nervous. The lady backstage told her to take a deep breath. “I’m not nervous.” Kara retorted back. She took a deep breath and began walking. She made sure to remember the advice Tyra Banks gave about modeling. It seemed to go by in a blur but before she knew it, it was over. “Yaay.” She whispered to herself while doing a giddy dance.

@astxrism - Elodie mentioned
@CerealKiller - Theo mentioned

Approachableeee

[Littlefeets]

Maverick Weston

Maverick really wasn’t sure what to say to Dom. Well, Maverick barely had any idea what to think about everything with Dom to begin with. They were once friends, but they hadn’t really been friends since around the time Dom and Candice had broken up, then at the party after prom, Maverick being completely wasted had done something he never thought he would do, and kissed Dom that night. No matter how out of his mind drunk he had been when it happened, he couldn’t deny that he had been thinking about that kiss. Not that it was even the only time he had been attracted to him. Even back while they were friends, Maverick had caught himself looking at Dom, not just seeing a friend, but it was now that Maverick was actually beginning to admit it to himself that he liked guys. Though, he had no idea what it meant to Dom, then or now, since Maverick barely showed up to Candice’s funeral, and when he left with Jordan, he didn’t talk to anyone other than Jordan. A DM to tell Yara happy birthday, a visit from Daniel, and that was all, even if Dom was probably the person he actually needed to talk to. Maverick shoved his hands into his pockets, thinking about mentioning prom night, but then Dom asked him about the fashion show. He shook his head. “No, I’m just watching. Maya’s helping out with the clothes, and Mace is taking pictures. I’m just here because they’d kill me if I wasn’t. Are you…” he paused slightly. “modeling? Or just watching too?”

@Caticorn - Dominic

@benitz786 - girl Mav doesn’t know is alive yet, person Mav hates, and the guy who took Mav to rehab all mentioned

[benitz786]

He couldn’t help the large smile on his mouth as she called him by his full name. “You’re going to what? Use all the hot water again? I wake up at 5 am Yara you can’t beat me woman,” Riker stated as she dare use the cold shower he had taken against him. “Rude,” he sighed - though had taken his phone out with the selfie comment. He had every intention of sending that photo to Nicky though with a kick; Yara made Riker drop his phone - effectively cracking it. “YOU DIDN’T” Riker groaned - letting her down as he dramatically dropped to his knees. His phone had dropped on the screen so there he was - staring at the back; unknowing if it was broken or not. “Please don’t be broken, please don’t be broken,” Riker sighed; the high intensity situation as he slowly picked it up - only to find glass fragments on the floor followed by the strange coloring on his device.

With that; Riker simply fell to the floor - lying beside his phone as Yara looked at him. “Nope; just leave me here to die with it.” he said - sprawled out. “How dare you Yara, that was my best friend.” he stated with a pout on his lips. “An eye for an eye - give me your phone so it can die next to mine,”

@CerealKiller

[benitz786]

“Oh, uh, yeah hey. Missed you by the way.”

Jess raised her eyebrows in slight confusion. She hadn’t talked to Mare in… well damn, four years. But she had seen the girl in the hallways at Cerulean High in passing - perhaps that’s what Mareena had meant. After all; her two-week vacation probably caused “she left again” rumors about her. Jessica wouldn’t be surprised after all; but she just needed a break. For her own sanity. “Oh yeah… two weeks. Just… needed a breather you know.” Jess replied - dropping her hand from the girl’s back. This wasn’t the first time Jess had been close to Mareena. No the two had been… more than just close before she had left 4 years ago. And it wasn’t hard to see that Mareena had only grown into her looks; her beauty was incomparable. But the past was the past. Jessica had seen how bad it became when bringing past feelings up with Dorian; so perhaps things that happened back then were better just… staying there.

A soft smile reached her lips when the girl told her she looked “dashing” - laughing at the word choice as she picked up her clothes from the rack. Looking around; the one thing that Jess immediately noticed was the chaos around them. People running around trying to get into their clothes; meaning all the dressing rooms were filled. “Hey do you mind unzipping me?” Jess questioned - moving her hair out of the way as she turned around - revealing the back of the dress to Mareena. She thanked the girl when the zipper was down - taking it off right there in front of the busy crowd - not caring who was watching. After all; during a fashion show - people were too busy caring about themselves than to care about a girl changing in the middle of it.

SO as Jessica pulled her pants on - the words “Okay, can we just ignore the other morning for a second because I’m still disappointed with you” met her ears. Jess gave her a confused look as she grabbed her shirt - putting that back on as she replied. “I’m sorry… I don’t know what you mean? What morning?” Jess questioned; confusion clearly on her features. “Did I run into you at Starbucks or McDonalds or something? Dude half the time I have earphones in so if you called my name and I didn’t say anything it’s probably because I didn’t hear you,” Jess laughed. Her clothes now on - Jess put the dress she had worn on a hanger and placed it back where the designer had left it for her.

@angelic

[Littlefeets]

Malachi Azure

When Kai spoke, he could see her facial expression change. It was clear in an instant that what he said didn’t go across how he intended. Kai was someone who always got the exact point across that he wanted to give. He understood how people worked, and knew how to act and what to say at any given moment, but not with Jess. He never could figure out what to do, what to say, who to be around her. Nothing seemed consistent and he didn’t know what to do. He looked at her as she opened her eyes, but before he could try to say anything, she stepped away saying she’d be back, only to bring a different girl over. One named Tina, who apparently was interested in him, and walked away telling him they were done and not to come after her. “Jessica… please…”’ With Jess gone, he looks to Tina in front of him. “I’m sorry. I’m not doing this. It’s nothing against you.” Kai said to her before turning and walking away somewhere alone to think of what to do. WTF do I do now? What was he supposed to do, what was there that he even could do? Even if he could get her to hear him out for five minutes, what could he tell her. He couldn’t tell her everything. There was too much he couldn’t tell. Everything was about to fall apart, and there wasn’t much he could control, but he could at least start with what he could control. So after taking some time to try and figure out what to do, though not necessarily his entirely put together self, with his stress beginning to show through, he decided to look for a girl he was planning to talk to. Elodie DeLoughrey, talking to Jordan. Kai looked to Jordan for a moment and at Elodie. “Mind if I borrow the birthday girl?”

@astxrism - Elodie
@benitz786 - Jessica and Jordan

[astxrism]

Elodie May DeLoughrey

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Wrapping her arms tightly around Jordan once again, the moment he turned around and pulled her in for a hug, Elodie laughed at his words and slightly shook her head. “I’m here to see you dress up but fine… and no, they are not. Bunch of lies,” she stated with a frown that was soon replaced with another chuckle. Well, she might need someone to cheer her on with everything she had wanted to do but at the same time she just wished no one would pay attention to her at that moment. But that wasn’t possible so she might as well just give her best.
“Thank you,” smiling brightly at the mentioning of her birthday, her mind immediately went to the surprise he had for her. A spa day she found out about thanks to Taylor and Selena… And other girls she’d never expect to do something like that with. It really was a perfect gift. “And thank you for that, I love it,” quietly adding, she quickly hugged him once again with a sweet smile on. “I would love to share photos with you, but what happens in an anti-boy club stays there,” she teasingly said, crossing her arms before whispering, “But I’ll make an exception only because they spoiled the surprise.”

“Mind if I borrow the birthday girl?”
In that moment she heard another person standing right next to them, making her look towards them with a soft smile. A smile that was quickly replaced with a slightly confused expression, seeing it was Kai and hearing he wanted to talk to her. It didn’t sound like he just wanted to wish her a happy birthday or anything like that so she looked back at Jordan, putting up a smile again before saying, “Talk to you later? And thank you again.”

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@Littlefeets
@benitz786

[CerealKiller]

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“It’s me,”

It was really her. Candice Clarke in the flesh. ”But-“ she whispered as the girl wrapped her hands around her. Valerie hugged her back like she had never hugged before, the one person she missed more than anyone, but thought- no, knew she’ll never see again, was standing right there against all possible odds. ”You died…” she added, her voice breaking and tears starting to flow as she finished the sentence, as hard as it still was for her to actually admit aloud that Candice was indeed long gone and underground. Somewhere in her heart, she still hoped it wasn’t true… that one day she’ll show up all alive as she was before, like none of it ever happened and it was all a terrible, terrible dream.

”I’m so sorry Valerie. I wanted to tell you so many times. The number of times I picked up my phone and dialed your number before hanging up… I just… you were better without me. You always were," she said after letting to, and wiping the tears from Valerie’s cheek, ”You were alive this whole time…” she mumbled, still finding it hard to believe. ”I missed you so fcuking much C”

’Your’e on’ one of the stage guys said as he came to get her to walk the runway. you couldn’t come in a worse timing could you? she thought to herself, not wanting to go, as if when she came back, Candice won’t be there anymore. As if she’ll be dead again. ’Come on we don’t have all day’ the guy rushed her lightly pulling her away and towards the stage entrance. ”But-“ valerie mumbled as he took her away. Standing in front of the stage entrance, Valerie took a deep breath, it was after all a moment she looked forward to, walking the runway. So as she always did, hiding her feelings and putting on a brave trouble free face, Valerie smiled to herself lightly before taking a breath and entering the runway, confidently walking along, flaunting her beautiful long red dress as she posed, waving her dress before pausing and blowing a kiss to the crowd and crowd surfing off the runway. Valerie had never walked a runway before, but honestly, it flowed as if she has been doing it for years, it made her few alive and confident, for a change… even beautiful.

The walk was over, and as Valerie left the crowd zone, she leaned against the wall for a second, breathing as her heart was beating three billion mph. She went back to the backstage, eagerly looking around for the girl she missed so much. And as she found her she went back to her, taking a silent moment to look at her. She was still here. Even after Valerie left and came back, she was still right there. ”Why?” She asked quietly. She knew why she left, but none of it made sense to her now, why did she come back? Why did everything happen as it did? Was she leaving again? Was she going to stay? Did Lily Ann know? Where was she the whole time? ”…How?” she asked.

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@benitz786

[CerealKiller]

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Wouldn’t be so sure about that Andy thought to himself and was about to say, in response to Dori’s comment about Ketziah lying about the kiss thing. But the girl herself showed up and beat him to it. “Sorry D, you’re a solid second place kisser. It was a great kiss, and its not your fault you had some tough competition.” she said, making Andy smile as she went on and told Dorian happy birthday wth a hug before he left off.

“Hey rockstar.”
”Hey yourself” he said and planted a small kiss on her cheek ”Are you going to model or do I need to imagine it in my head?” he smirked, asking. Needless to say, Andy found her absolutely stunning, so her walking the runway? always be a possible good thing for the eyes and soul.

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@Littlefeets

@astxrism mentioned

[CerealKiller]

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“You’re going to what? Use all the hot water again? I wake up at 5 am Yara you can’t beat me woman,”
”watch me” she said with a mischievous smirk on her lips. Definitely would be a challenge since the guy doesn’t know when people are supposed to be asleep as he wakes up in those irrational hours, but it was now war.

“YOU DIDN’T” he groaned as she dropped his phone, and dropped to the floor to get it, letting her down while he was at it. ”Oh sh!t” she mumbled as she watched him try to turn on his phone, to see weird colours and lights on the broken screen ”Im so sorry-“
“Nope; just leave me here to die with it. How dare you Yara, that was my best friend.”
”Riker, honey, That’s a phone” she said raising a bruh kind of brow at his dramatic mourning ”You’re not Daniel” she stated
“An eye for an eye - give me your phone so it can die next to mine,”
”Hmm. No can do” she said shaking her head ””but I’ll get you a new one or make it up to you in general” she then added ”pinky promise” she added with a light smile raising her pinky ”But now I need to go finish getting ready. So do you” she said and ruffled his hair ”Needs fixing” she smirked

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@benitz786

[novella]

He gave no objections when Delilah told Daniel he wasn’t sorry. Probably because she was right, and though she was the one who said it, it still hurt that he didn’t deny it. Maybe if this situation were with someone else, it wouldn’t have been as bad. But she always thought there were trust and honesty between them, at the very least - and perhaps sometimes more than that. At least, on her side, there was more. But clearly, she was wrong, and now there was nothing at all.

Delilah watched his emotions change, and disappear, just as she had made her own. He was no longer apologetic, in fact, maybe he had become the opposite. She wasn’t sure what, but she could see that something she had said had flipped a switch in him, and now Daniel Parker looked like a complete stranger to Delilah. As he began walking towards her again, she abruptly moved back, not wanting to hear anything he had to say but Delilah was soon given no choice when her back hit the wall and he began passing her threats against ever touching him again.

But his threats only aggravated her into forcefully shoving him by his chest to back away from her. “Regret it… how, exactly?” She asked, quiet enough to be passed off as a whisper. “What… are you going to ruin my life?” Delilah continued, saying it in an unbothered tone, as he and his family had already done that. At this moment, she unconvinced that there could be anything worse than this, the one person who might have actually cared about her was gone. She had no one else. No one for him to mess with, and suddenly Delilah didn’t care what happened to her anymore. So maybe she was challenging him, could he really make her regret pushing him?

Then Daniel went on to turn it around onto her, that Delilah shouldn’t have expected anything other than… this. Suggesting that it was her fault. It was her fault that he didn’t tell her that his family had sent her father to prison. There was no sign of remorse from him, and she knew there was no coming back from this and for that, she hated this person stood in front of her. Before she had a chance to say anything, not that she would have anyway, out of shock from his words, Daniel starting walking away. Delilah’s glance remained firmly on the place he had been standing. With a slam of the door, he was gone and she was alone.

She stayed frozen in her spot as time went on, and Delilah caught her reflection in the dressing table mirror against the wall opposite her, surrounded by a frame of lights. The person looking back at her was numb… and weak. Powerless. The worst part about it was that Delilah recognised her more than the person she had been at the beginning of Senior year. Infuriated, Delilah took the first thing she could see on the dressing table next to her, and threw it across to the mirror, smashing the glass - gaining her even more years of bad fortune. Leaning against the wall still, she sank to the ground until she was sitting, pushing down her feelings until there was nothing.

@benitz786 — Daniel Parker

[novella]

The Fashion Show had arrived, and though it had not been exactly something Sadie had been waiting all year for as she knew some had, she was still excited. Big and prestigious events like this were still unfamiliar territory for her and Reina, and, she wasn’t really sure why, but she was feeling spontaneous and had chosen to model on the runway. As soon as she had, she’d been sent multiple images of different outfits by one of the designers to which she began to regret her spur of impulsiveness.

“I need your opinion,” Sadie said to her sister Reina as they were on their way to the fashion show. She swiped through two images on her phone, one of a black and white striped suit and another of a monotone pink blazer, top and skirt. “Which one do you think I should wear to the fashion show?” Sadie asked, her opinion being the resolution to all her indecisiveness . But before she even had a chance to answer, her doubts started to creep up on her and so she interrupted the words that Reina hadn’t even spoken yet, “Or you could tell me it was a mistake to say that I would be a model…” She realised that option seemed the most reasonable, adding onto it. “Yeah, please tell me that right now instead.”

@Littlefeets — Reina Katherine Monroe

[astxrism]

Dorian DeLoughrey

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“Sorry D, you’re a solid second place kisser…"

“Speaking of the devil,” subtly but playfully rolling his eyes, Dorian mumbled turning to face the girl that suddenly popped up and interrupted this very important conversation. A bright smile remained on his lips as he immediately returned the hug, whispering, “Wishing me a happy birthday doesn’t change a thing, but I’ll take it.” Of course, he wasn’t mad about it, it was a silly joke he just might mention a couple of times again. Andy can take that point but that means war. "Thank you, Z,’ Dorian quickly added, chuckling this time before taking a step back and shifting his gaze down to the box he was holding. “I’ll go now only because I want to leave this in my car and not because you hurt my feelings,” jokingly emphasizing a few words, he forced a frown before simply turning around and walking away from the two. But the moment he did that a soft smile met his lips - there was definitely something happening between them and in a way it was making him… happy.

Returning to the building and walking down the wide hall that was slowly starting to get empty, meaning the show was starting soon, Dorian just wanted to get the best seat and enjoy his time - for a reason. Not a really good reason but it is what it is. But his plans quickly changed when he heard a loud bang, a sound of glass breaking coming from a room he just passed. Not something he could really ignore and as much as he wanted to see what that was about, he stood there frozen, trying to see if something else would happen. Maybe a voice, another bang… but there was nothing. Maybe someone just got murdered, was the first thought that went through his head and he was really hoping that wasn’t the case as he finally placed his hand on the door handle and carefully opened it.

“You’re not that hideous,” a chuckle left his mouth as he found himself looking at a broken mirror. Luckily no one died… but the scene was shocking. Confusing. Delilah was the only person he could see in there, the one that broke the mirror and joking about it was the first thing he could do until he actually looked at her. Sitting down on the ground. “Are you okay?” Closing the door behind him but not taking a step towards her, Dorian whispered, getting concerned for the girl that didn’t really seem okay. Well, this was just a situation he never thought he’d be in. At least not with her so he didn’t really know what to do. “Delilah?”

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@Littlefeets - Ziah mentioned
@CerealKiller - Andy mentioned

@novella - Delilah

[Littlefeets]

Ketziah Drake

“Sorry D!” Ketziah said with a small laugh at what Dorian said before he walked away. Then Ketziah smiled when Andy kissed her cheek. “I’m not modeling so I guess you’re just going to have to imagine it.” If she had wanted to, she could have chosen to model, but she decided she’d prefer to watch instead. Then her smile turned to a smirk. “Or I guess I could manage to do a private show, just for you. So you don’t have to just imagine it. All you’d have to do is ask.”

@CerealKiller

[novella]

The sound of footsteps approaching the door of the dressing room made Delilah quickly change from having her legs together and head on her knees to sitting cross-legged, in some attempt at making her seem a lot less distressed than she was. As the door opened, the slim chance of it being Daniel coming back had crossed her mind, and she truly hoped that it wasn’t the case, as most of her never wanted to see- let alone talk to- him again, and she certainly didn’t want him to see that he had effected her this much.

Though to her surprise, it was Dorian DeLoughrey, someone she’d honestly almost forgotten existed. She gave no audible response to him being there initially, and then he asked if she was okay to which she sighed. “Can’t you see this room is occupied?” She asked, completely ignoring what he was saying, looking at the broken glass on the floor and then finally up at him, giving him the opportunity to leave with no further questions. Dorian and Delilah had spoken a few times, but they never made it past shallow and futile small talk and she never had any plans for that to change.

“I think I saw the dressing room to the left of this one was free,” Delilah added, looking away from him again when he didn’t leave immediately after what she had said.

@astxrism — Dorian DeLoughrey

[CerealKiller]

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“I’m not modeling so I guess you’re just going to have to imagine it.”
Well then, that’s a shame. He thought to himself as he nodded shaking his head ever so lightly ”Shame” he said ”You’d beat the models on that runway without even blinking” he then added with a light smile

“Or I guess I could manage to do a private show, just for you. So you don’t have to just imagine it. All you’d have to do is ask.” she said with a smirk
y e s please ”Ho magic genie, fcuk the three wishes and please give me that” he said closing his eyes and hands as if he was praying, making an Aladdin reference while we’re at it. ”Did it work?” he half opened his brow and raised his brow with a smirk, looking at her with a playful question look.

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