Chapter 2

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It was 2 PM already and I was still sitting on my desk wondering what to do. I have called the judge and he told me that I had to come to the meeting or I’d lose the trip. I also checked out every phone directory in Michigan to see if they could give me Tylers phone number but they all refused even though I told them it was urgent. I started getting ready to go when Suzan came.”Aah what does this woman want now” I thought.

“There’s a guy on the phone for you, he says it’s really imp____

“____I just hope it’s the judging group” I interrupted and got up.

“What judging group huh?”

That was the last thing I wanted to do now; talking to Suzan! So I ignored her and went to talk to the caller.

“Hello, Emma McPelo talking”

“Hey Emma, this is Tyler, I had to call to see if you can postpone our meeting until tomorrow”

“Uhh thank God you called. Sure I could, that’s what I wanted to call you for”

“Great, then I guess we’ll meet tomorrow same time same everything?”

“Will do, bye” I said finally and hung up.

YEAH!! Now I could go to Paris and become a thousandaire after designing Tylers skyscrapers.

I picked up my stuff and rushed to the appointment. I arrived exactly on time if not a bit earlier for the second time of my life (First time was to a party with an open buffet). I went in to see Kate already sitting there – Damn can’t those people ever give you a chance to be at least earlier than them –

“Whoa, how come you’re early?” worried Kate

“My first and last client was on 10 AM, so I just sat there till 3 PM doing nothing”

“And that Suzan of yours, under no circumstance would anyone want to sit with her all that time “ she mumbled.

“I’ve no choice” I assured, and the conversation stopped. A minute later we were with the top Judge who was about 1020 years old with a mustache whiter than snow, a small beard and the body of Santa Clause

 –you should’ve seen his clothes! I seriously don’t know how they put a person to Judge on such a competition when he doesn’t even have style! -

 The lecture he gave us was really boring, I nearly slept and the whole trip was going to be a week , but the only part that really woke me up was when he told us that there’ll be a twenty-four hour buffet in our 5 star hotel. Gee all this for a piece of cloth we put together?

“So what did I win for?” I asked

“Hmmm… let me see… Emma you won for the pajama theme”

“But my pajama was crap!!” –Of course I didn’t say that but I was sure Kate was thinking that too-

“Who’s the third winner” asked Kate while we were getting up.

“He’s a man called Tyler Frawne, but since he won the best design of all, his guide is Jacques Lefevre on an online meeting, but don’t worry you will meet him on the plane and Trip” He ended. My jaw dropped.

“Your trip will be on the 3rd of July and I’ll be with you on the trip so don’t worry about anything” He ended giving us our plane tickets.

“OMG, that Tyler guy is the man I had a meeting with, so that’s why he postponed it till tomorrow!” I said while heading to the parking lot with Kate

“Whoa, what a coincidence, but is he fun?? Because that’s what matters!” Kate said with sarcasm “But it seems like a fun trip” she added.

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