The Popularity Project

{23}Sister from another Mister

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Chad: Male model, friends with Sieara and playful.

Princess.

Yup, the one and only. The last time I had seen her was around 3 years ago and boy, has she changed. Her silky brown hair was now all blonde. Her green eyes had brightened and she wore a ton more make-up. She used to look so 'innocent' but now... She just looks like trouble and a lot like Chantelle.

My eyes widened as a smirk spread across her lips. I opened my mouth in shock as she winked at me before turning her head to face the bald man again.

"Anyways girls. I will choose only one of you to model for my new Calvin Klein magazine and to model with Kylie. I am not one to judge but Sieara here has an older sister, Amber, who is already a model so she already has a head start." The bald man explained, gesturing towards me "You will be given a piece of clothing and stylists to do your hair and make up. The best girl will win and will model with Kylie tomorrow."

I diverted my gaze from Princess as a small smirk remained on her lips before sending the man a quick nod.

So this is Princess? After all these years?

".....follow me please." He finished, I had zoned out on half of what he said so I shook my head, as if brushing off the thoughts before following the other girls quickly.

We exited the room we were previously in and were lead into the lift. As we all waited patiently in the lift, I took this as a chance to examine the other girls.

One had curly, frizzy, black hair that reached her shoulders and she had dark brown eyes; she had smooth skin and a nice dark, brown complexion.

A girl standing rather closely to the dark skinned girl had dead-straight, brown hair whilst the tips were highlighted blonde. She had blue eyes and her face was slightly pale.

One of the other girls, was a tanned girl with wavy, brown hair that was almost black cascading down her back, just about reaching her waist; she had brown eyes as well and a nice I've-just-come-back-from-holiday skin tone. She looked kind of Spanish.

Lastly was my enemy. Princess.

The elevator doors pinged signalling we had reached our destination. As we walked towards a set of double doors he began explaining the things we would have to do. And that this was indeed a competition in who was the best model.

We had to walk down a catwalk, with our assigned clothes and makeup. We had to include different poses that were 'model material'. And finally we had to model with the top male Calvin Klein models. Eeeek!

We all nodded our heads eagerly.
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"Oki, now it is ze make up and ze hair time!" Leonardo clapped excitedly, carefully running a hand through his black hair.

Leonardo is my hair and make up stylist for today and his accent is funny. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE his accent but I can barely suppress my giggles at times.

I still haven't seen what I look like yet and I was getting curious. All I knew was that the bottom half was grey with a few black specks and was surprisingly comfy. I actually had to change to the Calvin Klein underwear as well; they were a pair of black and white female boxers.

Well, kind of like boxers.

He styled my hair by straightening it so that it cascacaded down my back gracefully. I felt a few 'blotch', 'tap', 'puff' on my face representing my make up and finally after nearly an hour, he confirmed he was finished with the clap of his hands.