Chapter 2

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Evin's P.O.V

Since the day we go the GCSE grades, no one managed to have contact with Sara, just if she have disappeared. Only once I wrote her at Facebook, if she was alright, she just replied by saying, 'thanks I'm better' and she logged out. 

Today it was the day we stared school again it was almost 2 weeks after the day we received the GCSE results. 

I looked around and saw Leyla. 

"EVIN, hiiiiii, I have missed you!!!" she shouted

" hi lily.... wow calm down" I shouted back and started running towards her. 

All of our friends were here expect of Sara, everyone started to get worried. I thought to myself, what if she will never come back to school again. 

"Sara, I'm so glad to see you, we got worried!" Leyla shouted while running towards her and hug her tight. 

" I have missed you too" she said with a weak smile

We all hugged each other and it was 10 minutes left to the classes to begin, no one jet knew what Sara will do next after that she found out that she can't get into A-levels. No one actually got into A-levels from the access group. Everyone had choose different subjects, BTEC Courses, that was the only option for us, but Sara had never talked about what BTEC courses she will do if she don't get in to A-levels. There was a long silence, no one dared to ask what she have chosen, because no one wanted to see her hurt again. But I decided to ask. 

”Sara, what are you going to do, I mean which courses... Um... If you know what I mean." I tried to say it calm to not make her sad. 

She let a sign out and looked up from the floor. 

"I chose...I chose BTEC art and design and BTEC business, I actually wanted to chose BTEC health and social care, but I thought that I will never become what I wanted so I thought this courses might be good, but-“ I cut her off

" um...good, I know how god you are at drawing and you really LOVE design" 

"I choose the same as you Sara, we are going to have all of our classes together" I smiled and she smiled back.

"you got it wrong Evin, I'm not even going to be a single lesson with you" as Sara’s smile dropped

"hahaha, you like to joke, I know" I smiled at Sara

"no this time it's not a joke Evin, in actually not going to go at this sixth-form, I HAD chosen this subjects but I changed my mind"

"Sara, please tell it's like your everyday jokes" Leyla shouted

"no, when I got my grades, I decided to go into fashion industry, I'm going to study at school of fashion and design London" <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>  Sara's P.O.V

There was a silence and the 10 minutes was over, they had to go to their first classes. My school of fashion and design didn't start until next week, so I though it’s a good time to come and visit my closes and best friends and tell them that we will never meet again. 

"you all should go to your lessons, I love you all and will always have you in mind, thanks to helping me thru everything at this year"

They all hugged me before I went out of my old school have a new start. 

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After six years

I'm under-graduated at fashion and design and also have higher national diploma, I can now call myself a real fashion designer at the age of 21. I have shoved my portfolio to some designers, they really love it, I have also got many inventions to go and design at really good clothing brands, even though I'm only 21, I have many designs ready to be made to real clothes for women and men. I had also many jobs till now, I have never used my best designs because I thought it's better to keep them, but I started with selling at internet a few, then I got job, where I sent simple designs to H&M and now I even can start work with other top brands even if I'm not postgraduate because I got the highest grades and my already done designs are really good ones. But, I have something else in my mind; I have already started my own business. I have rented a quite large area, its 4 room in total at this place. Even though my parents weren’t really happy about me studying fashion and design at the beginning but later they saw how interested I got into it and they were fine with it. They also help me paying my monthly rent for this place. When you get in the place it's like a small shop, I have designs hanging and I also have got a few customers already where the order clothes that I design for them, I almost like their personal designer. When you go strait you find a door, it's where my small office is and I do my business-work in there. From the office there is stairs to the second floor, it's a hall and where door into two rooms, one is a huge room where I'm doing my designs and I have a few sewing-machines and a long table where I can cut fabrics and extra. The other room is a bit smaller, I have my textiles, threads, an extra sewing-machine, some of my designs that I don't want to sell and other stuff needed.  I do also sell my designs over internet. I think I’m moving towards a better future   <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>   3 months later Vogue magazine front page:

"The youngest and soon to be one of the most successful designer, Sara Kamal 21, sold her best and most expensive piece of clothing. It was bought by Paris Hilton this Friday. By asking Hilton, what she likes about is, she said: 'I didn't only like it, but I loved it, it completely different to other designers work and you feel special when you wear her clothes. I think I found another favourite clothes brand, Bliss. I have also made Sara, into my personal designer' There we go; Sara seems to also become a personal designer, wonder whose personal designer she will be next?

At the next chapter, there will Harry's first point of view come, YAY. Please comment and tell me how it was.

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