Skylar

I stood across Audrey, the famous agent in Hollywood U. I dunno if she is exactly in Vienna/Pearl's entourage, or works freely. Idk.

She wore a deep navy suit, with a tight skirt to match. She usually wears glasses but she had them off. Her long ebony locks hung loosely yet organized today. Taking a business card out of her suitcase, she handed it to me.

'I've heard of you, Skylar Adams. Or should I call you Sky? I heard Addison saying that you have the talent. The passion. Meet me if you need a business opportunity. Promoting your fashion line? Want a place to hold an expo? I'm always here. Call me if you want.'

And with that, she walked away, promoting herself to another student.

*_*

I was walking outside V/P's entourage grounds, wanting some peace and quiet where I can brainstorm new designs. Birds chirping, leaves swaying in the wind... Life is so good.

'WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING IN MY GROUNDS?!?!' A shrill voice broke the nice tension. Groaning, I stand up and face an angry brunette. She had tanned skin, and she wore an orange dress. Her wild locks were harshly tamed into side locks. I could see them. She wore a aggressive scowl over her face. She looked so... Artificial.

'Whatever I want.'

'Hey! Skylar Adams!'

Crap.

The paparazzi cried out questions as I walked towards them. I could feel Bianca scowling at the back of my neck.

'What are you doing in Bianca's entourage?'

'I was passing by.'

'Are you planning to join her entourage?'

'Heck no.'

'Are you dating Lance Sergio?'

I looked back and saw Bianca stiffen. She looked less intimidating- more concerned and worried.

'No. I hate him as he is.'

Bianca grunted.

'Are you going to go to France?'

'Duh, no. Why would I?'

'Pose for a picture!'

So I posed.

Soon the paparazzi left and Bianca turned to me.

'Don't come around again.'

Hissing, she turned around and trotted away.

The next day

'What the-'

I shrieked as I glanced at the post on the kitchen counter. It was me and Bianca at the back, glaring at the camera.

'Skylar?' Pearl called. I quickly shook my head and rushed to the living room.

'Your publicy count has gone up, kid.'

I gawked at her. What the?

She showed me her phone. It was Lance.

'Skylar Adams? Interesting. Hating me as I am? Sure then.'

I laughed. Lance, forever stupid.

'Kim Kardashian says she wants to try on your designs!'

'I hate Kanye.'

'Yup I do too.'

Anyways let's go to our classes. I'll deal with this later. Bye Pearl!'

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