Lights, Camera, Action (On Hold)

wait.....what!?

"Cherry!!! I told you not to touch my lip gloss! Ughhh I hate you!!!"
Cherry? What kind of a name was that? What next? Kiwi?

"KIWI MONTGOMERY!! YOU'RE LATE!"
huh, what do you know.
"Who are you?"
I turned my head to my right where the voice came from. A blonde haired girl wearing, probably the most revealing bikini I had ever seen, was staring at me with her big blue eyes. Honestly, she's the one who looked lost.
"Hi, I'm Kate Petti-"
"Katherine Pettigrew?"
The voice came from up the stairs and I saw....Richie Moore!!! I swear my mouth hung open.
"You're late."
I frowned. Really? Of all the things he could've said, he just had to ruin the moment by saying the wrong thing. Guys, I tell you.
"Uhh yeah, my flight got delayed."

"You should've come faster."

"Sorry, I don't control the timings of the plane and I sure as hell aren't a pilot. What you could've done is sent me a private jet. I wouldn't be late then. So really....it's your fault."

He narrowed his eyes at me.

"It really is your fault Richie. You could've sent this gorgeous girl a private jet."
A guy with brown hair and grey eyes said. And of course he was shirtless. Nice abs, bruh.
"Thanks."
Wait I had said that out loud? I mentally facepalmed.
"Whatever Jake." Richie said as he walked down those humongous stairs. The he circled around me like I was a biology specimen.
"You looked better on YouTube."
Excuse me.
"So did you, really. Take what you get I guess." I retorted.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Whatever. Bess, take her to her room."
The blondy started walking up the stairs so I guessed she was Bess.
"So, you're Katherine Pettigrew huh?"

"Yeah, why? You think I look better on YouTube too?"
I said sarcastically. She simply smiled at me.

"No. You a actually look and sound a lot bolder in real life. I guess that's why Richie snubbed you."

"Because I look bolder?"

"Well, what usually happens is that the girls and guys he recruits are ....not you."
Well duh.
My expression must've been confused.
"What I mean is, you have the potential to be the next top model. And that threatens Richie. The competition is between all the models. All guys and girls. Richie wins every time. Yeah, he's a bit obnoxious at times. But he is a good guy, Kate. Give him a chance."
A chance? I was starting to dislike the guy I had a crush on for the past 4 years.

"Yeah. A chance. Okay I guess. So when is the top model competition?"

"In a week. And we are going to help you win."
"You are?"
"Yeah. It's about time Richie gets knocked down his pedestal and stops acting like a high and mighty King."
Woah. Where did this personality come from?
"I'm Bess by the way. Bess Moore. His step sister."
No freaking way! I knew I had seen her somewhere. She wasn't that famous, but she had been an actress in a couple of shows. No wonder she had a split personality.
My eyes widened in recognition.
"Heard about me huh?"
"Uhh....yes. I have. Needless to say, I look up to you if you wanna kick his ass."

"Hell yeah. Get fresh, get ready and come to the room at the end of this hallway in an hour. I'll keep your dress ready, you can take a shower. I'll introduce you to our team. He's not gonna know what hit him."

"Alright Bess. The game's on."

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The room was what I could describe in one word, "Wow!!"
The bed was wow, the TV was wow and the bathroom was double wow. It had a small TV of its own, and a huge bath tub, and complimentary chocolates! Shut up!

Alright. Now for a bath.
I swear I took like half an hour to take a bath. But it was just so relaxing. I thought I fell asleep for a few minutes though.
I put on my tank top and shorts and walked out of my room just to be pulled into another room.
"Eeep"

"Quiet Kate! Now meet the crew." It was Bess.
"Me, kiwi, cherry, Alexa and Tanya (the twins) and Erza. Erza is our hair specialist. We're here to help you become gorgeous and ready for the competition."

"Wait up. Hold on. Why am I going against Richie? Why not any of you?"

"Well because, you're the new chic. You're the only one who actually has a chance to win. Go in like a bomb. We'll be participating too, but that's just for name sake." The girl named kiwi said.

"Alright, so what do I have to do?"
They all looked at me like I was the frog they were about to direct, and that scared me.
"W-what?"

"Erza, you know what to do."
The girl named Ezra made me sit on a salon chair.
"What about blue lowlights for now. They'll go perfect with black hair. And like, a step cut or a feather cut with a few curls. Omgee, you're gonna be on fire, Kate. Let's get started."
So Ezra got working on my hair, washing them first, then snipping them, giving me dark blue lowlights as she said, but I wasn't allowed to see what she was doing. Meanwhile, Alexa and Tanya got working on my mani-pedi. Bess was in charge of picking out the dress for this evening, while kiwi and cherry were making a fruit salad. I'm just kidding. Haha. They were in charge of my make up.
A millennium later...
They turned my chair to face the mirror so I could see.
Holy crap on a cracker! I looked nothing like me. Who was this hot chic?!?
I had peacock blue lowlights with a feather cut, blueish black eye shadow and eyeliner, mascara (obviously) and my lips were cherry red which surprisingly looked good.
My dress was a dark blue sequin one piece which brought out my curves. Now I was worthy of becoming the next top model.
We all admired ourselves in the long mirror. All of them looked beautiful. I, on the other hand, looked fierce.
Time to make an entrance.
I put on my black wedges.
"Ready, Kate."
"As I'll ever be."
We walked out the door together towards our limo.
We reached our destination soon enough.
This is it. The red carpet moment.
All eyes and cameras were towards us as I stepped out of the limo. I had my bold smile on...until I saw him. Jase Sanders. My ex.
What the actual fuck!!?

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This update is for you since you liked my book so much. Thanks for the vomment.