Devereux House

5

A week goes by where I return to normality. Running my own company was a lot. Kept me busy and it was something I enjoyed doing. I loved sketching and seeing it come to real life.

On a random Tuesday, I sat in the office looking through the new selection we were dropping soon.

"How about this one?" I ask Stella. She was one of my designers. She looks at the dress I was holding up and nods.

"I love that one." She says. "Why did we leave it out again?"

"I cant remember.." I say looking at the note. "Its because I thought it might look nicer with the additional special selection we release."

"Oh right. We have polaroids over all these dresses. Let me take a picture. Add it on." She says getting the camera out.

I hold it up and she takes the picture.

"Bella, there is an Ivy here to see you." My assistant says peeking her head through. "Who?"

"You asked me to tell her in for a look at some dresses?"

"Oh yes." I say forgetting. Carter's friend Ivy. Or was she an enemy? It was a lot with that group of friends.

I watch Ivy walk into the office. "Hey." She says.

"Hi Ivy. Sorry I forgot you were coming in to look at some dresses." I say. We do not usually do this, we had a team. I only got involved with the people I knew personally. I was being nice extending this to Ivy. She was really nice to me but unfortunately her and her friends treated me like trash.

"No worries. Is this a bad time?" She asks. I put the dress back on the hanger and shake my head.

"Its fine." I say.

"I'm going to put these boxes back." Stella says as she walks out the room. I look at Ivy. I see why Jackson was always over her, glued on her. She was a stunning girl. Long dark hair. Big brown eyes.

"So what event are you going to?" I ask her.

"Its a birthday party. My friend's 21st. Its a black tie event." She says. I look at what she was currently wearing. Blue skinny jeans, cropped black puffer jacket and a LV bag across her chest.

"So, these are some dresses that are coming out in a few weeks." I say pulling a rail of dresses. "I feel like this navy blue would look nice on your skin tone."

It was a gown with no sleeves or straps. Heart shaped and was form fitting with a slit. It fell to the floor. "We have a few different sizes in the warehouse."

"I love this." She says as she pulls it out the plastic. "Its so pretty. " she says as she looks at it. "I think this would fit me. Can I try it on?"

"Yeah. There is a ceiling to floor mirror right there." I say pointing across the room. She takes off her jacket and dress and strips down before I can offer her the room next door to change in.

I continue sorting through the polaroids. We didnt just do dresses, we did tops, jeans, jackets. I was really proud of the spring collection.

"Okay how does this look." She says and I turn around. It fit her like a glove. She looked beautiful.

"If I wear make up and pull my hair up." She says as she pulls her hair up.

"It looks so good on you." I tell her. "Do you want to look at anything else?"

"Nope. I am sold." She says as she looks at herself in the mirror. "Jackson's favourite colour is navy blue."

"That is cute." I tell her. She changes back out of the dress and I take it from her putting it back on the hanger,  in the plastic cover bag.