I sat there, waiting for her to speak. We look so alike, It's scary!
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"I don't know if you have noticed, but we look exactly like each other." She said, pointing between us. She had a dress on that was almost like mine, but pink. Her eyes was a bit smaller than mine, but that's about the only thing I can make out that's different in this dimly lit car.
"Yeah, but what does that have to do with me?" I asked her.
She clapped her hands twice, and the front window of the car turned white. Immediately, a projector from the back of the car lit up and pictures showed on the screen. A video started playing and it looked like it was showing her life story.
I just stared. Amazed. This chick had some life. She started designing her first dress at the age of 3 and someone saw it, ordered the dress, and her fame spread from there. but why have I never heard of her before? I mean, I know every designer, their backgrounds and every line of clothing they made.
"You're probably wondering why you have never heard of me.." She trailed off. I nodded.
"Okay well I am not from here. I'm actually from New Zealand and preferred not to be known by the rest of the world." she said. Well that makes sense, I guess. But still...
"I still don't get why you want me ..." I said.
"I want you to be my stand in for the next three months!" She clapped excitedly. What?
"Stand-in for what?" I asked.
"My job, duh." She said while rolling her eyes at me. She's getting on my nerves.
"I don't have time for this." I said and got out of the car. I realised my mistake just then, by cameras flashing wildly in my face. I got back in the car and slammed the door shut. I sighed dramatically and looked at her. She smirked at me and folded her arms.
"I knew you would change your mind." She said. I opened my mouth to say something rude, then she cut me off.
"All you have to do is go to parties, attend balls, give a few comments, and wear my clothes. That's it. I have been doing this my whole life and it's time for a break for me. All I've ever done is design, design, design and it's getting frustrating. I will pay you every week, and you will live in my house in New Zealand for the next three months. I will be there with you, but I'm not doing anything public. That's where you come in." She said to me.
"Okay, but why so suddenly? You don't even know me! When did you decide this? Because I haven't even been here for an hour!" I half yelled at her.
"I followed you since last month, idiot. You didn't think my brain works that fast, did you?" She said and rolled her eyes again. It's getting annoying.
"You followed me?" I asked her. She sighed at me and made 'tsk' noises and shook her head.
"You have a lot to learn about show business. When this is over, I will make sure you make a name for yourself. I will do anything you want me to do for you, no questions asked."
That could work I guess, but living in New Zealand for three months? What about my apartment? What about my family?
"So you in?"
"Ugh yeah fine. But not longer than three months!" I said. She screamed and hugged me until I was sure my lungs were gonna explode!
"That's great! I'll pick you and your manager up in about a week. Now get out of my car!"
I got out and ran to my own BMW and locked it. I hate cameras sometimes. Then I thought about, and I didn't even have her number! I'll ask Jeffrey. Right now, I'm going home and sleep. Today was a very long day indeed.
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A/N Sorry for the short chapter, but I just thought it out as I wrote and I did it on my sister's laptop so I couldn't take very long. Tell me what you think :)
Jurine xx
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Novela JuvenilLori Stewart has a dream of becoming an actress. She wanted to pursue her dream as early as possible, so she dropped out of acting school at the age of 17. Her parents are luckily very supportive of her, but her mother keeps telling her that she's t...
