The Murdered Model Mystery

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I decided to check her pulse . . . NOTHING?! I felt tears flooding down my face, of course when I was just starting to adapt to this new environment the universe had to make my life harder than it already was. I sprinted to my bedroom grab my phone and dialed 911. I was so confused, how did this happen?!

Once I was on the phone with the 911 operator I tried my best to speak normally and not let the sobs interrupt me from speaking properly, but it was no use. All of the stress, confusion, and grieving . . . I just couldn't handle it all and a few moments later my vision faded into the black until I passed out.

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I woke up with a start. I was in a bed, and as my "style instincts" kicked in I realized it was made of GOLD-PLATED silk, talk about expensive. As I observed my surroundings, I realized that the whole room was covered with gold-plated, jewel-in-crusted furniture, and overall decor. The single room probably had a decor that would be worth more than half-million dollars.
As I left the room, I once again observed the expensive taste that the owner of this house must have.  Who was the owner, anyway? I thought.
As I walked down the stairs to attempt at finding the owner of the house. I tip, tattered down the spiral staircase as quietly as possible. Once I was on the first floor, I saw her.
Her skin was just as glowy as they were in the pictures, and her honey-blonde hair cascaded down her back in loose curls. Her emerald green eyes sparkled in the light, and about a dozen little freckles were dotting her nose. There standing in front of me, in all her designer clothing and jewelry, stood Alexandra Reye a.k.a. "Val Reye". In front of me stood Alexandra Perez Val Reye, "Top Model Of The Decade", owner of "Val Reye Cosmetics" and known for the "Reye Makeup Set" which was the makeup that she used for all her self-made makeup looks.
Christina Polomova, Gilded Lily, and Diana Le Sixela were close to taking their spot as "Top Models", but they had all died tragic deaths somewhere in their sleep. It was devastating. However, as a Val Reye fangirl, I was glad she was able to keep her rank.
"Oh, hello there! I see you are finally up." Someone said, and soon I realized it was Val Reye who was talking.
"Um, yeah . . ." I muttered.
"Welp, you should probably chill and try your best to get used to your new surroundings why you still can . . ." Her voice started to trail off as she continued talking.
"What do you mean by that? Why such a rush?" I was confused, I mean I had just gotten here.
"Well, unfortunately, I have a lot of shoots and interviews this month so I need to send you to school," I was about to yell at her and complain but she interrupted my thoughts.
"But before you start to complain, just remember that you are a good kid and deserve a good education. So . . . I enrolled you in the perfect school!" She responded in unusual haste. I motioned her to continue.
"There are only 2 required classes and the rest 4 periods are either electives or free periods, plus you get a 2-hour lunch break . . ." She paused for a moment, checking her watch. She muttered a curse and quickly ran out the door saying something about an interview for Top Model Magazine.

The problem with her excuse was that Top Model didn't hold interviews on Sundays . . . strange . . . I thought.