The 21 year old Nisha Wixx is a girl that lives in an hotel in Paris with her dad. He is the main cook there. When she met a boy in the hotel after a little accident she had, her life is going to change completely.
But the boy needed to leave Paris...
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One year later...
The sky above Paris is bright blue. In high heels, Nisha walks with her father onto the square of the Louvre. The Louis Vuitton show will start in fifteen minutes, fashion week is here again. Joseph just texted her to say he has two nice spots for her and her dad. The square is dotted with models with blow-dried hair and Louis Vuitton bags on their arms.
With a big smile she gives her father a firm arm, that they hook together. In the middle of the square she sees the big white tent and the catwalk where the show takes place. How many times has she watched videos of this show on the Internet? Now she's actually here!
A Japanese photographer runs to Nisha and takes a picture. Shy, she poses with her father.
There are rows of guests in front of the tent. Security Men in black suits let people in one by one. Three gleaming crowns rise above the throng of all people. It's Amélie, Louise and Chloé!
They made up a week after their sort of fight. They all agreed that it was stupid that they only wanted to be friends with Nisha because of Lando, but it was also dumb from Nisha. She was the one who lied about being in a relationship with him back then.
They hang against the fence with wide eyes. If Nisha is escorted trough the croud by the security men, through the VIP entrance, she walks past the girls. Amélie squeezes her arm gently. 'Good luck!' she whispers. Then she slides a small pink envelope into her hands.
When Nisha is in her designated place, she opens the envelope. It contains a lucky charm. Smiling, she fastens it to her necklace. It is warm and sultry in the tent.
Photographers storm the people in the front row, including Nisha.
On Nisha's chair was a white and gold goodie bag. Nisha smiles at her father and looks into the bag. Inside the bag is her sketchbook and a Louis Vuitton gold velvet pouch. When she opens the pouch, she sees five buttons. They are the buttons from her sketchbook.
Proudly she runs her hand along the buttons and hands them to her father. 'I have a dream child! Literally a dream child!'
With the bag on her lap, Nisha stares at the front row across. The editor-in-chief of Glamour and The New York Times sit side by side. As their high-heeled legs rest under the seats, they wave the invitations in front of their faces for a breath of fresh air. Finally, the editor-in-chief of Vogue rushes into the tent with two assistants.
As soon as they are in their seats, the light goes out and the audience becomes silent. Four men quickly pull away a black dress that is lying on the catwalk. Old film images are projected on the wall and the sound of violin music fills the room.
Nisha holds her breath. Jessica Stam is the first to walk the catwalk in bright blue heels. She's wearing the little black dress she went to try on when Nisha was with Marc Jacobs. She loves the balloon sleeves. The woman wears tights with black LV icons and other brightly colored icons.
