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Chapter Eight: Helpful Friends and Seeing Him Again; Part One

Chapter Eight: Helpful Friends and Seeing Him Again

POV; Elizabeth

 Ms. Underwood picked up the phone, faced away from us and asks the caller to hold on for a moment.

She faced us again “Ladies, I’m sorry but I have to take this call, how about we continue this discussion tomorrow. And read this booklet, it’s the competition guidelines, all of the things the representatives need to know about are written in it, and you may leave now.” She whispered, so that the person over the phone will no hear while gesturing to the booklets on the desk.

We stood up slowly as we reached out to get a copy from Ms. Underwood’s desk, both of our hands shaking in excitement. After each of us got a copy, we walked out of the office and saw Vincent swiftly stood up from where he’s been sitting. 

He approached us “So, what did she tell you?” He asked us with a curious tone and worried expression.

Krista and I looked at each other grinning “Nothing to worry ‘bout Vince, it’s actually good news.” Krista said her voice shaking with excitement.

He raised an eyebrow, looking amused “What? Good News? Ms. Underwood is never good news, you know that especially you Elizabeth.” He said glancing at me.

I rolled my eyes at him “Yeah I know.” I said. Remembering that I always get called to the dean’s office for always being tardy for Mr. Stroud’s classes. I smiled at the memory.

I snapped out of my trance when I heard Vincent say something “So what’s the good news about?”

“Do you know the posters that are posted everywhere? About the upcoming competition?” Krista said answering his question.

“Oh yeah, I always see them in the hallways, why?” He asked.

We both girls smiled widely “Cause are actually one of the students to represent the school!!! AHH!!!” We both exclaimed jumping with glee while showing him the booklet cover.

Vince’s eyes widened, and his jaw dropped ‘cause of shock. “Omygosh! Is this for real?! Does this mean you’re competing with other prestigious fashion schools here in New York?!” He asked eyed still wide of shock.

“Yahuh!!!” We said in unsion, still smiling and my heart beating rapidly.

“And this is every fashion school student’s dream, to get in the competition.” Krista added smirking.

“Did Ms. Underwood told you what is the prize when you win?” Vincent asked.

“She didn’t tell anything about it yet, but we’re going to ask her tomorrow when we continue the discussion about the competition.” Krista replied.

“But I still have to learn more about advanced sewing.” I said looking down on the floor feeling down.