Chapter 4 -
The weekend went by so fast, it was unbelievable. I have no problem with runways, or shows or anything like that. But since my school is going to be there, I'm on edge. Did Rosco show up? I hope to god, no one figures out that I go to their school. I don't have time to worry about these things. My mother would absolutely kill me if I ruined today's show.
I was in my dressing room, getting my hair and make-up done. They put my hair into a low bun at the back, and I had thick black eye-liner, with bright red lipstick. I added in some red and silver earings. My nails were painted red, and I put on my favourite flower ring. The first thing we all have to wear is an elegant black floor length dress. It's strapless with beading on the front. All girls were to wear this first. And the guys were to wear all black suits. We all had to match for the opening walk.
My dressers helped me slip into the dress, careful not to damage it. I put on my hightop heels, that were manditory as well. We all had to match. I looked at the clock on the wall. We had 10 minutes til the show was to start. I watched as Ron entered my room, and the dressers left. "Show time." He smiled at me.
"Let's do this." We did a props punch and he escorted me to the line up. We all had to partner up, and unfortunately, I was first in the line up, paired with Aaron Denver. This was my mothers doings. Everyone was rushing over to the line up, as the show was minutes away from beginning. Aaron met up with me and we stood infront of the glass tv door. When someone was to enter the runway, it would annouce your name on the screen and open.
The show was split up into 4 sections. First, the paired model walk, second, the black and white walk, third, the freestyle walk, and last was the auction walk. The owner of the company was to talk and introduce us for the first part, the my mother was to enter following us, and she was then the host. She would then annouce me and I was to co-host and annouce our new model. Then I was to leave for the freestyle. My mother is hosting the show until the auction.
"Good morning ladies and gentlemen! We welcome you all here today, and we welcome the local schools who have come to support our hard working models. My name is Jenson Renolds, I am the owner and manager of the Bridget Sparks Modeling Agency. Welcome to our annual "Stars of the Sparks" show! We have a great show this morning, and the models are looking their best just for you! First I'd like to bring out the models for their Paired Walk! Here they are!" The music boomed.
Aaron held up his arm and I gently placed mine on his, the door opened, we waited two seconds and walked. The flashing lights from the photographers was blinding as first. I noticed the schools were behind the photographers at the very end of the run way. 5 feet behind us, the next models came out, one after the other. Aaron and I reached the end, looked both ways, smiled, and walked back down the runway. "Wow, look at Lacy Stewart, she looks fantastic today! Just brilliant!"
"And I'd finally like to annouce our one and only Super Model, Roxy Stewart! Your host for todays show!" As I reached the doors, my mother walked out of them wearing a light pink, floor length strapless dress, with silver frills on the bottom. She wore a simple silver necklace. She smiled at me, her blue eyes shined with her blonde hair. She looked beyond gorgeous! I had no time to spare, the dressers met up with me as the doors closed and pulled me into the changeroom. I had literally 15 seconds to change. They striped me down, and I stepped into my black and white dress. They zipped it up and I was back at the door waiting.
"Good morning everyone! I am your host, Roxy Stewart! It's my honor to annouce the first model of the black and white walk, my daughter, the on the rise model, Lacy Stewart!" My mom annouced loudly. I waited for the door to open. I hear the crowd in awe over me. I waited, and then walked. I took long strides, keeping a straight face. My dress was a strapless floor length, with the top a black and white suited and then underneath was a simple white silk. My heels were high so I wouldn't step on my dress. I reached the end of the runway, posed one way, and smiled the other, and walked back up the runway. The snapshots of the cameras was noticably loud. I reached the end, and met up with my mother.
"Hello everyone! I am Lacy Stewarts. I am so happy to see you all here today in support of our agency. I was given the honor of showing you all our newest model! She just recently started here, and this is her very first show! Please give a round of applause to Shiloh Richardson!" I annouced. She was our newest model, I'd never met her formally, but I've seen her before. She's extremely pretty for a young age. The door opened, and she stood waiting for two seconds, and walked out, casually striding. Her dress was a gorgeous black v-neck, with black beading and designs that led down to her hips. It was of course, floor length. Her blonde short hair was curled, and she had the brightest red lips I'd ever seen. She looked great. After doing the two poses, she walked back up and met up with us. "Shiloh, please tell everyone a bit about yourself." I handed the mic over to her.
"Well, hello everyone, my name is Shiloh Richardson, I am only 15 years old. I just recently moved here from the United States. I was recruited and I am loving it already. Thank you for being here today!" She smiled and did a little curtsee.
"Well aren't they both just lovely! Here comes the rest of our models!" My mother annouced and both Shiloh and I left from the back curtain.
I went back to my changeroom for a quick change. I was getting ready for my freestyle. Which now that I know my school is here, I'm a bit embarrassed. The make-up artists pulled my hair out of the bun and let it go lose, it was wavy and puffy. Which is how I wanted it. They wiped off my red lipstick and put on pink lipgloss. I slipped out of the black and white dress. Taking off my bra, I held myself as the dressers slipped up my new dress. it was a v-neck, but the V went all the way past my bellybutton. It opened near the top of my thighs. It was a very revealing dress, but hey, that's modeling for ya! They put in some clear tape, on the sides of my breasts, to keep it from opening completely. They added a long, heavy necklace with large wood jewelery, and another chainlinked one with shiney crystals on the ends. Then I got an arm band with another wooden jewel on it. They gave me my 6 inch platform heels. It was intense to walk, but I had to leave now. The runway hall was in the back of our building, which was surprising huge! The seats were raised above the runaway, so they could see use easily.
"Woah, now that looks fantastic on you, Lacy." Aaron met up with me backstage. He wore riped blue jeans, with a green longsleeve jacket, and no shirt. His stubbled face and brown hair was utterly gorgeous. I hated how goodlooking he was! He looked me up and down, I ignored his gross staring.
"Thanks, you look fine as well." I simply replied back.
"Lace, your up!" Ron yelled from the door. I walked over to the door and walked in my normal stance, hands at my hips.
"Now lets welcome the Freestyle walk!" My mom yelled. The audience clapped, and the door opened. This time I really heard the voices of them. I waited and walked. The cameracrew going crazy over me, and I soaked it in. My poses were beyond what I normally do, but hey, who cares! I noticed him then, Rosco sat right behind a photographer, and he had a large grin on his face as he stared. I noticed him wink at me and nod. I quickly strode back down the run way. Wanting for this day to be over! The runway started at 10 AM, and it's now 2 PM, we had one hour left for the auction. Man was I ever tired. I exited the door and Aaron went right after me.
I changed back into my black and white dress, and with that, the winner bid bought it with 10,000 dollars. Who knew it was worth that much, my mother forced me to wear that one. With the show finally over, I wanted out of there before everyone else did. I quickly changed into my skinny blue jeans, and my red crop top, with my leather jacket and white platform heels. I grabbed my purse and left through the front door to go to my car. I could see the exit of the hall and people we slowly exiting. I walked towards my car, I reached the hood of my car before I heard something.
"I knew it."
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Teen FictionLacy Stewart was the schools biggest nerd, and smartest girl. Who just so happens to have the exact same name as a famous model? People don't even wonder if Lacy has a deep secret. Until the schools jock figures it out by accident!