Make Me A Model

Chapter 1

"Kassia!" Mum yelled "Get down here NOW!"

I rolled out of bed and paused the music on my ipod and went down stairs.

"Yes, mother dearest, what could you possibly want?"

"Jay is outside."

"Why can't he come in?"

"As Ginger is at home, seeing her ex-boyfriend would make her cry."

"Mum, I think it would be the other way round," I said as I put my flip flops on "Ginger is the one who cheated on Jay." I put my blonde hair into a bun and then walk outside to where Jay is waiting.

He's too quiet, something's up.

"What's up?" "Nothing." "Jay Lewis, what is the matter?"

"Well remember, when Ed and I entered you into that Make Me A Model competition for a joke....."

"Yeah." i said narrowing my eyes.

"Well you got through to the next round."

"Say WHAT?"

"You got through." Jay mumbled.

"I got through?????"

"Didn't I just say that?"

"Yeah sorry."

I'm gonna die, if I got through and Ginger didn't. Beep Beep. I checked my iphone (I'm obsessed with apple products) 'Congratulaation, you have got through to the second satge of Make Me A Model. Work hard and you may win. Good Luck.

I stared Jay in the eye "Why?" I groaned I whirled around and ran home.

"KASSIE!" Ginger yelled in my ear as soon as I stepped into the house. I knew that, that was going to happen. One of the drawbacks of being twins. "I got past the first stage of the Make Me A Model competition!"

"Guess what, so did I." I say sarcastically.

"Are you kidding?"

"Why would I be kidding?" I asked. "Jay and Ed entered me in the competition for a joke, they didn't think that I would get through and to be honest neither did I."

"Why are all your bestfriends...boys, I mean girls are soooooo much better." Ginger drawled. Stupid girl, I swear I would of hit her with my tennis racket ,which was right by the door, if mum wasn't home.

"You mean, my bestfriend's are boys because I CANNOT stand bitchy girls...... I have enough bitchiness in my life, I mean I live with you!"

I went back to my room feeling absolutley awesome. I put my ipod back on and started jamming to 'Can't Hold Us' by Macklemore and Ryan Lewis.

I went and stood in my walk-in wardrobe. I swear I only have like five dresses, everything else is like shorts, shirts, tops, skirts,, bikini's and jeans. Three out of the five dresses I own, i wear at tennis tournaments, so in reality I only have two dresses, two for church.

I looked at my bed and charged "BELLYFLOP!" I yelled at the top of my voice. I'm such and immature 17 year old. Should I pack now or later......now or later.......now or later........later.

"Kassia, pack your bags now, we leave in an hour!" cam Mum's voice "We don't want Ginger to be late....or you either."

I guess I have to pack my bag now then.

In my dad's eyes I was the planned one and Ginger wasn't but of course in my mother's eye's it is obviously the other way round. I am pretty sure that I was the planned one, I get everything first. I was even born first. But I don't think that means anything, so yeah............

That was quick. I have finished packing.

Kassie away..........

To the airport...........

Then to Sydeny in Australia.........

Been there. Seen here. Done that.

I hope I get kicked off first. I didn't want to be on this stupid show in the first place!

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Heylo my little munchkins.

I don't know what just happened I was supposed to right hey then it went of into the end of hello.

Why am I sooooo weird?

I guess no one will ever know the answer to that question.

Have a happy half term

Lots of love

tash xoxoxox

p.s. the pic to the side is Kassia>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>