Because of Joe

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I stood in front of the mirror adjusting my skirt and leather jacket.

"Anne were not going on a date. Just the studio." Ilani's heels were clicking on the wood flooring of our apartment.

"I know I just need a new post. Quick just take a few pictures." I held out my camera and she took it while rolling her eyes.

"Are we going to do this everyday?" she asked. I looked for a place to pose in.

"Every other day. Depends on what I am wearing." I said sitting on our alcove. "Here." She took pictures of my outfit and we were off.

"Hey Joe is in town." Ilani showed me her IPhone. "New pictures."

"Oh cool." I said but inside I was flipping out. I could just run into him somewhere.

"Your not excited?" Ilani says. "There's a chance you'll see them."

"I can't. Work. We still need to finish." I said twirling the zipper of my jacket in my fingers.

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I looked up from my sewing machine when Ilani came in with a silver envelope in her hands.

"OMG we're invited to a fashion show tomorrow night." She was waving it.

"Let me see." I took the envelope and read our names on top. "Oh gosh." I was surprised and I started jumping up and down.

"This is like our first big fashion show." Ilani was reading the letter again. Her face fell. " Anne did you finish at least 3 dresses?"

"I almost done with my third one." I looked at her. "Why?"

"Anne your not just watching it your going to be in it." she says.

"What?" I took the paper and read it again. "Me in the fashion show!" I couldn't believe what I was reading. I needed at least 2 models. That was the both of us. I didn't know anyone else who can be our models.

That evening I worked harder to finish the last dress of my fashion line. I was going to choose three out of 12. Ilani and I looked through them.

"Well do you have the three you like very much?" Ilani held her phone in her hand while talking to me.

"Yes." I showed her this short little white dress. Classy and simple. Something Chanel inspired. There was a black dress covered in zippers at the shoulders, side of the body, the back and once you unzipped them it would show some hot pink underneath. The last one was my favorite the dress went from the chest to just below the knees. A transparent ocean blue fabric covered the shoulders, back, and chest. From there it was black. The dress was fitting and it showed the shape of the body. I liked it.

I was nervous and excited. I did my hair and make up to keep me from thinking of anything else. I pinned up my hair to make it look like I had a pixie cut. I cropped my wavy bangs to the side. I looked very lithe with a pale blue dress and peach colored heels. I wore some diamond earings and a simple necklace.

"This needs to be posted." Ilani took a picture of me and I took a picture of her. She was wearing a lime green dress with bright yellow heels. Her hair was in a neat bun and her eye make up was making her eyes pop.

"You look amazing." I said.

"No look at you." she says. I posted the pictures on my blog. I told them all about being invited to a fashion show. About 300 hundred people comment hope you have fun and can't wait to buy your new lines. I laughed and turned of my computer.