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"Forever friends."
The children of famous celebrities are all friends, most of them are, at least. They must live up to the legacy that their parents have left behind. From acting, to singing, to performing, these children must do it all. E...
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Deep within a beautiful lot of houses, a young girl who looked to be no older than 20, was in her room working on something. This girl had dark brown long hair that was accompanied by her beautiful brown eyes. This young woman was known as Melody Jane Holland, the middle child of Tom and Zendaya Holland.
"This isn't quite right."She took a step back from her work and stared hard at it.
A mannequin was in front of Melody Jane in the center of her room. This mannequin had a short black dress on it with a large matching wide brimmed black hat.
"It's missing something."
She looked around her room that was a complete mess. Different kinds of fabric were laid out all over the floor, including on her bed. There were sketches of dresses in piles at one corner of the room, and a handful of bows and ribbons tossed around. The room was truly a chaotic mess.
Melody Jane caught sight of a white ribbon that was lying on her work desk nearby.
"That is exactly what I need."
She grabbed the ribbon and tied it around the waist of the dress. She then pinned it onto the dress so that she could later sew it on once she decided if she liked it or not. Melody Jane grabbed another white ribbon and cut it in half, she then placed it around the hat so that it would match the dress.
She took a step back from her work once more to fully see the dress in its entirety.
"Perfect." She smiled at her job well done.
All that's left is for her to sew on the added ribbon and then it was finally done and ready to be sold at her fashion business.
Melody Jane's thoughts were interrupted as the doorbell to her house rang.
She quickly left her room and made her way to the front door of her house. She could already guess who it was. Since Melody Jane had nothing scheduled for today, she was only going to work on her clothes for her fashion business. This meant that there was no one coming to get her to go out for some interview or an event of some sort. It could only be someone in her family, which most likely meant her brother or her sister.
