The night of my dreams

Chapter 1

So many expectations and I go above and beyond. As a model, the word "mistake" is not in my vocabulary. I am perfect. I should be perfect. Everyone had flaws but one needs to learn to hide them. Sitting on the chair in the dressing room, I look at myself deeply through the mirror. These day, many thoughts have been entering my mind. Am I the same Y/N anymore?

"Y/N, hurry up. Only 15 minutes till show time." My manager says leaning herself from outside against the dressing room door. 

"I'm ready" I say in a cold but faint voice.

This was what I was wearing:

When I'm on the runway, I think about nothing but perfecting my skills. I didn't look at anyone, though, I could tell that celebrities' were looking at me in awe. When I finished up the first round, I felt tired...and dizzy. 

"Need some water?" My assistant asked me.

I didn't answer and sat on the nearest vacant seat. I was breathing heavily. Everyone around me was asking a bunch of questions which was so irritating. Can't they just shut up? It's not because they care about me, they just want the show to be PERFECT. I ignored what they were saying and looked up at the ceiling wondering..."Where did it go wrong?".   

I was blanking out like usual. I didn't even notice the glass beads running through my eyes. 

"y/n, Y/N!" I was brought back into reality when I heard my manager screaming at me.

"Look y/n, this is not the time to cry or make a scene, you've lost 5 minutes because of this, your time is almost up, hurry and change." 

I don't know why but at that point, I felt like I've had enough. I harshly wiped my tears. Mascara and eyeliner was running all over my face. I stood up, and there, I took my shoes and accessories off. I let down my hair and stomped towards the dressing room. 

"Oh boy, that girl really does have some anger problems" My manager said, as if she was disgusted of me.

When I walked out of the dressing room, everybody was frozen.

"WHAT IS SHE DOING?"

To be continued...