Inches. ( BWWM).

Prologue.

What the actual hell!!!

"What are you freaking kidding me?" I said frustrated.

"Yeah Abigail. That bitch really took Sean from us and we are left with no model." She said looking over at Sean and Patricia.

Patricia, Sean and her team smirked at all of us and Patricia gave me a peace sign.

I gave her a middle finger and turned to my friends. 

"Now, what will we do? We brought Sean with us to model the clothes we're gonna design in the competition now." Linda said impatiently.

Y'all must be confused right.

Lemme tell you what happened.

I am Abigail dobrev. A fat, black girl who loves fashion.

Since I can't really wear clothes of my choice I wanna make clothes for people like me.

Our college announced a fashion designing contest and me and my other begginer designer friends registered our names for this.

In Australia we were able to pass round 1 and 2.

We got to know that the 3 round is gonna take place in Brazil.

Many fashion designing universities from Australia took part in this.

But the only competition have is with pearl national academy.

A very big University where one of my friend Patricia who turned into an enemy few years ago studies in.

The only goal of her life is to let me down for the rest her life.

All she wanna do is just insult me or make me feel small in some way.

And just like always she stole my model Sean. Actually he's my friend but for this competition we chose him as he's having a good physique and is very handsome.

Me, Linda, Andy and Christian. All 4 were here for this competition as they are the only one whom I trust the most in fashion designing.

We all are very good friends. And we all have a very good bonding.

My phone started ringing and I looked at the caller screen.

Fuck!!!!

"Who is it?" Christian asked and I looked at all of them worried.

"Mark." I said and all of them gasped.

Mark is my older brother. The only family I have. He is 9 years older than me and we both love each other very much as our parents died when I was borned.

As soon as I came into the earth my mother died after giving me birth. My dad was very happy on having a baby girl but his whole happiness faded away when he found out that his beloved wife is dead.

My father couldn't handle the news as my mother and my father did a love marriage cause my parents family didn't agreed with them.

My father's whole life was my mother. And finding out that she was not in his life anymore was very depressing for him.

He thought that he wouldn't be able to  raise both of us so he committed suicide one week after I was born.

It was very difficult for my brother to raise me up as he was only 9 years old and I was only one week old.

We didn't had any contact with our family but my mother's parents took us with them and raised both of us.

But our grandparents died two years ago. But we both were enough lucky as my brother was not a jobless man.