Scandals on Styles Street

New Neighbors

                                                           

                                                            Morgan’s P.O.V.

“Ugh, I  still cant believe he bought his own street!” my best friend Olivia scoffed. I roll my eyes and laugh like I do every time we pass the Beloved Styles Street. I look over at my stunning best friends. Olivia, with her perfect tan and curly, glossy, brown hair is the joker of our group. Standing next to Olivia is Madison, her curvy body and beautiful cheekbones match her fun and high-spirited personality. On my other side is Alex, tall and gorgeous with black hair and warm brown eyes she  is the baby of the group. I snap out of it and focus my attention on Olivia’s rant.

“I just don’t understand why he had to go and buy a street just so he can name it after himself, like conceded much?” I laugh and wrap an arm around her shoulder.

“Give it a rest, Olivia. Harry Styles is going to be our new neighbor and we are gonna have to get over it, you going on daily rants isn’t going to keep him from moving in tomorrow.” I tell her with a grimace.

            “I beg to differ! I don’t want any annoying fans queuing outside our apartment everyday!” Madi interrupted. I nod in agreement before leading into our work building.

I wave at the secretary and hop into the glass elevator. I quickly press the button labeled 7th floor and take out my Iphone. I look at my schedule for the day and smile. I turn to my friends and ask “So Chicas, what do you have for today?”

“Photo shoot with Calvin Klein in an hour” Alex says. We all grin approvingly.

“I’m meeting with Burberry in a few for an interview”  We all awe.  “Oh my gosh your gonna look so pretty in their clothes,”  I gush to Madison.

“Ugh, I love being a model but when there is nothing for us to model its so boring!” Olivia sulks. “What about you?” my friends ask. I smile nervously, “Dolce&Gabbana!”

“Omg it was a blast when I did their runway” Olivia says. We hear a ding and the doors open. We all walk out and go our separate ways.

 I send a little wave behind me and smile as I skip down the hallway. I get to room 1D and laugh as it reminds me of One Direction. I have nothing wrong with them, I mean they are hot and there music is catchy but the fact that everyday we are woken up their screaming fans we can’t stand them. I snap out of my daydream and knock on the oak door.

“Come in!” I squeal when I hear the voice of my make-up artist/ hairdresser and also my dear friend, Juliet. I barge into the room and pull her into a tight hug. “Oh, I’ve missed you so much!” Juliet screams into my ears. We giggle as we hug and jump around. “I know, I’ve been busy and I haven’t much time to model! But I’m back to kick ass!”” I say to my friend, “So what am I going to wear today?” Juliet’s eyes widen, “Oh, you’re going to be so happy! Its gorgeous, you’re going to look  stunning!” Then she leads the way to a large garment bag and pulls down the zipper. I gasped when I saw the dress. It was fitted satin on top and flared out slightly at the waist and hemmed halfway down my shins. I turned to Juliet and whispered, “It’s beautiful.”

“Come on we still have to do your hair and make-up.”

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