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Pinky Promise (3)

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𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾.
𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓸.
𝓢𝓸 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷', 𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓘'𝓶 𝓫𝓮𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓸𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓮,
𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓮

ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ, ᴅᴀᴠɪᴅ ɢᴀᴛᴇꜱ

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"Are you really betting your finals on me?"

Helping her friend through one of her greatest projects by being her model is actually something Sophie would love to do.

But, it doesn't mean that her nerves or her dislike for attention will go away just because she's helping out her bestfriend.

"Soph, how many times have I told you, you're the perfect model," Biana assured her as she helped her dress into her final clothes.

It's actually a sort of mini fashion show where they'd showcase their designer's works.

There are 3 themes, and the judges would be the students' professors.

The model wouldn't really affect the score of the dress, but there's a saying that 'the clothes make the model', so if she doesn't confidently walk on that runway, then Biana's amazing designs would look dull.

"Besides," she said, turning her around to face the full length mirror "this is the last. I'll treat you to your favorite coffee bookstore after this."

Sophie looked at herself, and she can't really get over how Biana makes her look more like a decent human being everytime.

There's a part of her that pities the designs for being worn by an average person like her, but what's done is done.

"Really?" She asked, facing her bestfriend. "Pass or fail?"

"Pass or fail," Biana agreed, "though I'm a hundred percent sure I'm acing this one," she said, winking at her.

"Ooh, you just had to brag, huh?" Sophie teased as she twirled around, showing Biana how everything fits together.

"This is the only thing I'm good at, of course I have to!" She replied, laughing together with her.

"Well, see you after the awarding ceremonies?" Sophie asked before lining up again to walk that runway.

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She wished that she could change back into some comfortable oversized hoodie and jeans, but since Biana did win, she can't.

She sighed as she pulled out her phone, texting Biana that she'll be at the University's Lake if she needs her.

She went out of the auditorium and clumsily walked away, regretting the fact that she could've atleast changed into a more comfortable shoes, but she didn't.

She can't shake the feeling that someone's looking or following her, though it might just be her being paranoid over her appearance.

Sophie went to the secret spot only she knows, setting aside some vines and long grass to get over the other side of the lake.