Feelings (Ruby Rose Fan Fiction) ON HOLD!!!

Chapter 08: Victoria

"Wake up Victoria!" I heard a female voice. I jumped up and realized that I was on the couch. My hair was sticking to my face. "Come on! It's already 7:00!" I turned and saw Ruby sitting at a mirror in the corner of the next room doing her makeup.

"Ugh why I have a major headache," I complained as I placed a hand on my temple.

"I have no sympathy. Go get dressed and take a shower. We'll figure it out when we get there," she said, placing a kiss on my forehead.

I got up and ran upstairs. I took a shower and wrapped myself in a towel. Then I realized I hadn't brought any clothes with me and James expected us to be dressed nice.

I went into her closet and it was full of jeans, shorts, tank tops, ect. I went over to a part that looked a bit more girly.

I pulled out a black crop top, a pink skirt, some scrappy black heels, and a gold purse. Thank god she was the same size as me.

I didn't brush my hair at all, I just left it wet, so that it was curly. Really curly. That's why I love my hair. If I get out of the shower and brush it, it becomes wavy. If I don't brush it, its curly. And if I brush and blow dry, it's straight/soft waves.

I did my makeup with the Naked palette I found in her bathroom, some unopened eye liner, and red lipstick. Neither one of us owned foundation so we just let Rachel, our makeup artist, do the contouring for us.

I walked downstairs and saw Ruby waiting for me.

"Well damn," she said, placing her hands on my waist as she leaned in to kiss me. Her lips tasted of cherries and it made me smile.

Ruby was wearing a black shirt that said 'Life Begins With Coffee', an off white cardigan, some high waisted destroyed shorts and black boots. She looked cute. Her hair was swept up in a girly direction.

"Well some feels like a girl today," I said. She smiled at me once she climbed I the car.

"Only because my choices are limited," she laughed. I chuckled as she started the car. We listened to the EDM station until we got to the set.

She placed her jacket in the seat next to her and told me to sit down on the floor in front of her. I did as she said. She placed her fingers, two on each side, on my temples and strayed rubbing in a circular motion while her thumbs put pressure on the crown on my head. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the relief from the pain I've been having since I woke up. God I loved her. She was so considerate it made me want to hug her. It felt so good.

People started coming in. Girls I had never seen before. Beautiful girls.

"Ruby. How on earth am I supposed to compete with them?" I asked.

"You're a lot prettier. Probably the best we've had in a few years," she replied. I stood up and sat in the chair that which she had placed her cardigan.

"Welcome ladies!" said a female with jet black hair and dark green eyes. My names Alyssa Varton and I'm the producer of Teen Vogue. I'm here today to pick six spokespersons for my magazine and I want only the best. I've ways had faith in my girls who've held a streak in being a spokesperson multiple years in a row. Last year, all of our spokespeople were returning. Can I get those six girls up here right now? Breanna Clark, Whitney Donald, Ruby Rose, Jenelle Weaver, Serena Bond, and Sabrina Silverton."

I clapped for Sabrina and Ruby who walked up. I didn't know any of the other girls.

"So these six have held spots for four years. Except Sabrina. Last year was her second. Bit I'm warning you ladies. Just because I'm familiar with you, doesn't mean your spot will be replaced. Now I'm going to announce the girls and the roll the play in the parliament and then I'll spend about half an hour with my assistant choosing who will stay, change, and leave," Alyssa said. "Breanna is our current president. The president is in charge of the girls when I or any of my assists are not there or while doing team projects. She has the power to put your projects on he as well. So don't get on their bad side. Ruby is my vice. The vice has the power to over rule any nonsense rules the president may make. She also is in charge if reported to myself or Davidee, my assistant, whether or not the president or anyone in this group is acting up unfairly. Serena is my front face. The front face is usually the prettiest and most talented out of all the girls. She is usually the one to make it on the front cover along with the presidents and vices. Only the president, vice, and front face will ever be the ones making a cover. Jenelle and Whitney are top models meaning that they are first and foremost models announced at any of our international shows. These two girls go up to talk to the interviewer along with the front face if needed. And Sabrina has the role of our pageant girl. The pageant girl is usually the one, along with the front face and the president, to go on our exclusive tours and are introduced to other modeling companies. So my top three spots are president, front face, and my pageant girl. These three represent the faces of Vogue and are usually targets for Hughes modeling agencies. So I'll be back soon with the awards. There's 29 girls and only 6 spots. Oh I wonder." With that, Alyssa left. Ruby and Bri joked me downstairs.