The sidelines were filled with people who had came to watch the show. Lights and color flooded my vision, as I confidently strut down the runway. All of my worries and concerns seemed to melt away into an invisible puddle, that would splash into oblivion as my feet hit the ground in a rhythmic pattern. The cheers, music, and extremely exaggerated lighting had conquered my senses as soon as I stepped from behind the curtain.
I reached the end of the stage and stopped in my tracks, striking a few poses as my peers deposited their votes. I could only feel my confidence wither, seeing snickering and worried looks come from the crowd before me. Soon, voting was over and I returned from where I came from and exited the stage.
A girl, who looked around my age had started down the catwalk.
She strut down, radiating nothing but confidence and energy as the voting timer went off. She then turned around the corner and exited the stage.
I placed my rating in the voting box and stepped out of the way so others could as well, and glanced around. In the corner of my vision, I could see the girl I had just voted for. She looked incredibly jittery and I could only stare at her in concern, before tapping her shoulder.
"Hey— Excuse me miss, are you okay?"
I had just gathered up the courage to speak to her and ask what's wrong. She immediately spun around to look who it was, and her face scrunched up into a forced scowl.
"Ew, don't touch me."
The girl brushed her shoulder off of non-existent dirt. Her mean attitude was totally fake, so I continued to push, in hopes I could give her the praise I thought she deserved.
"Um, I just wanted to tell you, I thought your outfit looked awesome."
"And like you have any right to talk about my performance, like yours was any better."
She spoke with an undertone of haughtiness.
Alright, this girl is on my last nerve.
What do I do??
I took a deep breath and turned away from her. I really couldn't just waste this modeling job for a girl and her attitude, which really wasn't my problem.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Thanks I guess." The girl mumbled quietly, but loud enough for me to hear her.
"Oh- you're welcome!"
I paused, leaving us in awkward silence.
"Say, what's your nam-"
"It's Vespera."
The girl whom I now knew as Vespera grasped her shoulder and pushed past me in embarrassment. I'd see her later then, I guess?
I didn't notice, but the show was over already, and people exited the room into the lobby. I looked over to my left to see the podium and that I had landed 5th place. Wait, what?
"My outfit was so much better.."
I sighed in defeat. I guess it's acceptable because it was literally my first time on the catwalk ever, and i'll be doing this every day until i quit.
I guess I'll have more opportunities later.
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