British Blue Eyes

•Angels Never Lie•

;Eryn

I lay in bed for about 10 minutes after waking up slowly drifting back of. When my phone vibrated. I swear to god if this is Brooklyn texting me something stupid or calling me something imma kill him. I looked at the time 11:34am and unlocked my phone. Nope mum.

From Mother Bear🐻;

Quick question, can you walk in heels?💕

To Mother Bear🐻;

Hell yeah.💕

From Mother Bear;

Grab a cab and meet me at the venue like, now. No time for make up of any other faddadling that you might do and shave your legs and arms in the shower please. Gracias Queen👑💕

To Mother Bear🐻;

Erm okay your welcome prin👑💕

I done as mum asked and showered after that I changed into my VS joggers and a VS tank top. You know to for with the theme. I tied up my hair and hailed a cab and told him the location.

As soon as I arrived there were paps every where trying to get a quick shot of everyone arriving and leaving the event. All the a-listers ect. Althought I wasn't exactly an A-lister. I'm more of A-listers daughter. I stood for a few pictures. I know looking like I do now I hardly look like a cover girl. Anyway. I walked into the venue and even more people fussed at me escorting me to my mum and the director of the show. Did they know I was coming?

"Eryn your here" my mum said as she caught a glimpse of me in the corner of her eye. I smiled and Martin the director immediately came running over from fixing a costume

"Ah Eryn look at how beautiful you are." he greeted doing that air kissy thing.

"Thank you"

"I love your outfit by the way" he winked.

"Thank you again, I thought it would fit in with the theme." I smiled making him smile.

"That's a beautiful smile you have oh an if you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" He asked.

"15, 16 next month and thanks again" I said he turned to face my mum.

"I think she's defiantly old enough do you agree" she nodded. Old enough for what?

"Old enough for what, exactly?" I said confused

"To walk the runway" he said.

"Wait... what you mean as in walk down there" I said pointing to the stage. "I'm heels and a little outfit." he nodded with a hopeful smile on his face imitiating my mums. "No, I can't do that. Uh uh no way, never in a million years. Nope not happening. No." their faces dropped.

"Please love, they asked me when I got here and I couldn't say no they want you to be a Victoria Secret angel." My mum said.

"No, I can't possibly do that, You know I don't like being the centre of attention and I don't have a body like the models and I'm not Victoria's Secret angel material"

"I know you don't sweetie but please" she said.

"You have the perfect body that's why we thought of you because your mum knew your measurements and they fitted perfectly." He said.

"No, I'm sorry I can't do it." I said.

"Okay no worries" he said walking off with my mum. "Feel free to have a wander round and meet some of the models speak to them f you want an inside look at what it's like being an angel then come find me if you want to see the costume or change your mind." I smiled and they walked off.