How Not To Fall In Love

Chapter 2: Wonder

I, Vivian, Tara, Cath, and Cath's boyfriend, Dave was in the limo that night. We hit the road to Fuse. It was one of the best clubs in the city.

Vivian and I are so much alike. We were never classmates even in any minor subjects but we're good friends since freshmen. We met during a project for freshmen F.D (fashion designing) students.

A mini gallery for our designs and finished products. Vivian was one of our models. There's no best fit costume for her on my classmates work, so I let her fit mine. It was the first work I've done when I moved in Venheighs and my favorite.

A long black and silver puffy bare-back dress, hems diagonally cut from right to left showing much of Vivian" right leg, studded with small rare glass-like beads from the waist down to the hems. It's lacy all over the neck and to the lower arm and glitters like a star from a far when reflected by the light.

Projects after projects we were able to bond and became friends. One thing that I love about her, she always goes with me to all my crazy and weird adventures inside or outside the school premises. And when she had a crazy idea, I'm always in for it too.

While on the road Vivian and I were singing along with our fave song The Night Is Still Young by Nicki Minaj. Vivian and I alternate the rap parts. The others were playing poker and drinking champagne. Which was actually from Tara's rich dad.

"Bee I love this night!!"

"Me too!!"

We're shouting out loud, arms at each other's shoulders, raising champagne-filled glass and singing back along with the music from the limos roof window.

"You see that bee?" Pointing at Chanel's closed store.

"I'm gonna be one of them too. I'm getting to there where they are right now. They'll love my art." Vivian laughing, "Bee you'll gonna be greater than them."

"Yeah. I should be," I replied.

Now it's her turn to point out. "Bee!!! Oh my gosh! I haven't seen her. Is she some VS Angel or something? I don't recognize her even in the magazines. I should train to have a body like her." Vivian spoke with full determination.

"Bee, you have one heck of a body. You don't need to train just to be like her. Your butt's bigger than her though." I told her and laugh.

"Yeah, yeah. My skin is much flawless and finer than hers." Vivian said, trying to comfort herself on a joke. I know better what she's trying to get at.

"Bee, seriously. You'll be the sexiest and the most wanted model. Companies will line up just to take you as their model and as their endorser. Bee you'll gonna be famous! We didn't stay up late on shows for nothing. I know this is a different world, but it's gonna be real. This is real world. Don't look down on yourself when you haven't even been up there." I was also speaking to myself in the last line.

Being in the fashion industry is very risky and competitive when you don't have passion in art or just creatiVivianty itself. "Thanks bee you're the bestest friend ever!" Vivian said to me.

"Bee I think we're close to Fuse let's going down," she informed.

When the sparkly light of Fuse were in sight we retouched our make ups and as the limo went to a stop to drop us off we made our way out and in to the club's entrance. Tara knows the place because she usually hangout here which also made her become one of the VIVIANPs. She led our way to the VIVIANP area when Cath and Dave fade out in the crowd to dance.