"Hey guys, it's Indie. So today I'm doing my first vlog from Rothwell Fashion School. As most of you know, I was brought here by my love for fashion and my want to someday walk down the catwalk." It was about 7AM and most of us were gathered around India, or should I say Indie, and watching her vlogging.
I myself was an avid watcher of Jenna Marbles and DailyGrace so to watch someone actually filming a video was awe inspiring. She had a big camcorder on a stand and everything.
"I've made a lot of friends here, and I'd like you to meet some of them for a little game." She stopped recording. "How would you guys like to appear on my Youtube channel?"
India explained the rules to us and her viewers.
"We all have three minutes to do or full makeup with the contents of Kayla's makeup bag."
"And you totally asked my permission." Kayla grumbled.
"Well this should be interesting. Now, you haven't met my friends yet so let me introduce you to Kayla, Marina, Alice and of course, me. Ready you guys?" We nodded. "3, 2, 1, go!"
It was the most fun I'd had in ages, scrabbling around for makeup, then throwing it across the room once we'd used it so the others didn't get to use it. In the end we all just ended up sitting on Kayla.
"Haha, very funny guys...guys? You're smudging my makeup. That's cheating! OW! GET OFF ME." Once we'd all calmed down and Kayla had complained about her broken nail, I shook my head and said "So that was a fail."
"Yeah, since when did the three minute makeup challenge involve flattening the cute one?" Kayla asked, still preening herself.
"You mean flattening the vain one." Alice winked.
"Tell me in the comments who you think looks the best." India said to the camera. "That's it for today guys, so byeeeeeeeee!"
"Byeeeeeeeeeee!" We all shouted in the background.
"What's all the commotion?" Macy said groggily from beneath the covers, causing us all to burst in to fits of laughter. Again.
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"Psst." I glanced around the room to see who was talking, but everyone in math seemed to be concentrating on their paper whilst having their own personal conversations. I looked back at my own paper.
"Psst." There it was again, only louder this time. It was coming from behind me. I turned in my seat to see...well, just an ordinary Rothwell boy. Cute and interesting. Only this one had an edge on all the others. Maybe it was his tattoo, or maybe his piercing but this guy was HOT.
"Do you get this?" He asked. I wanted to help him, I really did. I wanted to be witty and clever. But of course, I'm Marina. Awkward as hell and incapable of being cool or calm.
"I...well...I mean...no. S-sorry." I spluttered. Really, Marina? Clever Marina was mocking me again. Really? Shut up Clever Marina. I sighed, picked up my pen and studied the sheet I'd been given for the tenth time. At least I'd been telling the truth when I'd said I didn't get it.
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"Oh. Em. Gee." Macy arrived at the table during lunch all hot and flustered.
"What?" Alice enquired.
"I just met the hottest human being imaginable. Screw Mr. Flack-"
"Happily." Kayla cut in.
"This guy is something else."
I raised an eyebrow. There was something I didn't like about this.
"His name is Dan, and did I mention he's hot?" Macy continued.
"Too bad I'm not in your English class." India sighed. "Is he nice?"
"Funny. Sarcastic. Hot. Witty. Hot."
Whoever this guy was, it sounded like Macy had him in the bag. Of course she did, this was Macy. She was confident, she was beautiful and best of all she was not me.
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I'm doing pretty well uploading wise huh? So you'll notice if you read back the story so far I've made quite a few changes, including banners and a little extra slice of Marina's story on Chapter One.
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Coffee and a Sketchbook
Teen FictionAll Marina's ever known is the desk in her bedroom, a sketchbook and a cup of coffee. Now she's being thrown in to the fashion sea when she wins a scholarship at Rothwell Fashion School, where she's among the best young designers, journalists and gu...