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The Tuxedo Project | Grand Show

Chapter Eight | Grand Show

I woke up with a slightest beep that annoys me and my ears. My sights were blurry at first until I finally focused on the person who was standing beside me with a worry.

"Dee, are you okay?" Gerald asked me with concern.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"Your apartment since you hate hospital, so I brought a doctor here," Gerald told me.

I sat up on my bed and I saw the IV drips and the needle is exactly attached inside my hand. My head spun and it gets a little bit salty and bitter in my mouth.

"Hello, Miss Evans I'm Dr. Heard, how do you feel?" The doctor asked.

He looked like six feet tall which I just can't get to resist because I'm just some of five feet eight and it's just too short for him. His blonde hair is moved to the backside and his glasses showed up so much personalities in him.

"Okay I guess," I said, forcing myself to put up a smile but it turns into a grimace.

"Do you remember what happened before you fainted?" He asked.

"I was about to go to the restroom then I fell," I said.

"Open your eyes wide please," he commanded and I obligated.

He did some check ups on me before he stood up and smiled, "You look good, just tired so you need rest," he said.

"But I have fashion show to deal with in two days," I said.

"Just rest for a few hours Miss Evans, you're still exhausted," he said.

"It's okay Dee, I'll try to catch up with Jillian," Gerald said.

"Okay then," I gave in.

"Thank you doctor," Gerald said to Dr. Heard.

"No problem," he said.

"Thank you," I said and he smiled.

"It's my job Miss Evans," he said with a smile.

"Uh.. oh would you like to come to my show?" I asked, just to be polite.

"Thursday? What time?" He asked.

"At three, Rose Avenue," I said.

"Well, I think I can make it."

He said with a smile before packing up his stuffs and Gerald led him the way out from my apartment. Gerald came back into the room in minutes and he grinned at me.

"What?" I asked.

"He's so hot and you're flirty," Gerald said, smiling all the way up to his ears.

"Cut it off. I'm just trying to be polite," I laughed.

"You looked like you almost gaping at him," Gerald commented.

"Oh please," I lied.

"I gotta ask him to come to my party," Gerald suggested.

"You just met him G," I said.

"Same goes to you. You even invited him to your show," he said and I laughed.

The next day, of course I didn't listen to the doctor because the fashion week is the most important event for me every year, it's the only moment where our creations will get tons of reservations and that's when the cash comes in with a great beautiful sound. I took some pills before dressing up for work. I already texted Taylor to pick me up today. I walked out from my apartment and Taylor was already waiting at the main entrance of my apartment.