‘Moooom! According to you I’m going to this model academy! Don’t you think I need my well packed wardrobe in here? I MEAN I can’t keep wearing the same outfit on the catwalk! I’ll get disqualified for sure.’ Dallia stuffed one more pair of shoes into her suitcase and, with all her strength, tried to sit on it to get it to close.
‘Umm, Dallia I never said anything about a catwalk! I mean they are probably going to teach you stuff like the basic fashion rules or how to sew dresses and stuff like that. As most Moms who send their children there think……..I am more of hoping it’s exactly what I just said.'
“You mean you want to send me to a sewing boot-camp? UGH”
‘I never said such a thing! Now get rid of that summer dress and I don’t think you’ll be needing all those heels. That party dress is a bit too extreme for an academy.’
‘Mom I will be needing that dress. You never know what big bashes they will have in the girls’ dorms. You just never know!’ Dallia retorted.
‘I am hoping that you will not be involved in such planning. Now get down to breakfast and meet me in the car in ten minutes.’
‘If there aren’t going to be parties……then why am I going may I ask?’
‘Because I want you to study modeling in case you don’t do too well in your university exams. Say no more’
‘Sheesh, you think I’m a dummy. Ok I’ll say no more. Hehe.’
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Super Model Academy
Teen FictionA few girls, Bella, Cadlie, Dallia and Princess are reluctantly sent to this model academy for their summer. It turns out that they all room with each other despite their coincidentally meeting in the morning. As they take classes the girls begin to...
