Fashionably Undercover

Chapter 12: Screeches

"HOW DARE YOU TAKE THEO FROM ME??"

I just looked at the bimbo's with a boring look not caring of what they could do to me.

Yes bimbo's and they. There are currently 5 whore-a D Explora' glaring at me. I am currently inside the designing studio, and suddenly they come up to me and screamed at me.

Well i did show up hand in hand with Theo to the meeting. And thus, this is the result of my actions. Getting cornered by crazy obsessive fan girls.

Oh what a wonderful time to be alive.

"Can i help you?" I asked.

"YOU! YOU BITCH! HOW DARE YOU TAKE THEO FROM ME?!"

"AND ME!"

"AND ME TOO!"

I just stood there holding my laugh, it's funny how they are mad at me for 'stealing' Theo from them, when they themselves are claiming that Theo are theirs and they are not even ripping each others throats out.

"Why would i steal something that's not even yours to begin with? Does he want to be yours?" I stated plainly. These no brain brats need to know that they need to get over this, i didn't ask for my hand to be held by him. And i didn't ask for him to notice me, though i admit i do enjoy it. I don't enjoy the drama of course.

"Shut up! You think your so smart that you could just talk to us like that?! Your nothing but an obsessive little scum that follows him around."

Okay that's it, call me whatever the fuck you want. But if you ever call me a scum...you Will not get out of here...ALIVE. Well actually don't call me anything, you uncouth little witches.

"First of all this SCUM is the one who would make you ladies dresses for the purpose of your career, this SCUM here didn't steal your boy. And think before you speak you Naomi Campbell wanna be's, you are not professional enough to even stay silent just because of a boy. So the scum here is not me, but the attention whores right in front of me." I spat every word, clearly irritated by the fact these ungrateful witches dare call me names, while i make the dresses that they are going to model in.

I guess sass and frass runs in the family, my mom being the source of it.

They stood there silent, their face are scrunched up in anger and their faces are as red as a firetruck.

I'm just stating facts here people, i'm still a nice person under all these dramas and sass.

"Now excuse me while i work on these DRESSES that i will make for YOU so you could do your JOB later so you could buy another birkin bag for your pathetic excuse of a closet."

I pressed a button near me indicating that i need security, a few seconds later, 8 huge bulky guys came, "Boy's please escort these wonderful ladies outside so i can do my work." I asked nicely, they all nodded and dragged all of the witches out. I nod and said thank you as they left.

-A few designs later-

Ugh my hands are so TIRED, you jave no idea how many times i repeated a pattern just to make it more visible.

It's hard work i tell ya.

Deciding to take a little break i go to the break room to find it empty, i grab a cinnamon roll and a chocolate frappucino from the table.

Yep they actually serve us amazing food in the break room. And plus it's free. This i why i love the fashion industry.

I sat at a table and enjoyed my sweet and warm fresh cinnamon roll.

As i was reminiscing it's taste, someone tapped me by the shoulder.

It was Theo.

"Hey why are you alone?" He sat across from me and leaned on the table, his hair was a bit messy, his face full of concerned as he looked at me.

"Well, i don't really have friends here, i'm not in Best terms with anyone here except you." I bite in to my cinnamon roll again.

Oh cinnamon roll if only your a guy i would marry you.

Yes cinnamon rolls are delicious, don't judge me, i love food.

Theo chuckled at my expression.
"You truly are something." He looked at me with an expression i couldn't describe, but it would've made my feet all jelly if i were standing up...

I just blushed and looked away, while sipping the frappucino.

"So, your gonna be free for our date right?" He asked, i smiled and nodded.

"Yep, turns out i won't be as busy on the weekend's, i'll be booked up on weekday's cause of Alexander McQueen though." I grimaced. He chuckled and smirked.

First time i've ever seen him smirk.

It's hot.

"So i heard you called security on the models," he chuckled while his eyes twinkle with amusement.

"Oh i did alright, and i have a good reason why." I scoffed, freaking bimbo's, calling me a scum like they know me.

"Oh i'm pretty sure you do." He smirked.

The hell with him and smirking? He looks 10 times hotter when he's doing that.

But his smile still won, it made him 1000 times more attractive.

Okay, nothing important here ladies and gentleman.

"Not my fault that they barged in and freaking screamed at me like a dying goat." I rolled my eyes, seriously, why are we girls annoying sometimes.

Theo just chuckled, he walked towards me messed up my hair and smiled "Well i better get going, i only wanted to check up on you."

Aw, how sweet.

I chuckled, "Well you can go now, i'm doing fine so far, still annoyed, but fine."

"Mmhmm alright." He chuckled and left the room.

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After all the failed and awesomely awesome designs i decided to call it a day, Theresa said i could go home a few hours ago but said it's up to me if i wanted to go home or not.

So i packed my bags and grabbed my bag and went out of the office, then i remembered i went here with Theo.

UGH! It's late! How am i suppose to go home?

Taxi? Nope, i don't like going into cabs because of traumatic reasons...

Uber? Same as taxi...

Now what....

"You looking for a ride?"

THE END

Okay i'm not dead.i havent updated in what several months? That's cause school has been soooo hectic. You have no idea. And i'm finally 16!! YAY!!!!

I'm so sorry for the late update but i had a major writers block but suddenly something popped up in my head so...here it is!!!

Thanks for reading my story even though it's not that good and MASSIVE THANK YOU FOR 3 K READS YOUR ALL SUCH AMAZING READERS ❤️

Have a wonderful day and once more a big thanks to all of you ❤️

-Ro