chapter 1

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      AHHHHHHHHH. Im mentally screaming. I think Im going crazy. What fucked up person thought it was okay to make classes start at 7. Like yes, I get I need time for my elective classes, the thing Im ACTUALLY going to college for. But, thats no excuse to make me wake up this early. 

   After I calm down and find the will to get up, I start to get ready. I put on baggy black jeans, a zebra print top, and my platform air forces. After that purchase, I was actually broke. Being fashionable is hard, and expensive. I don't have many clothes, but I have enough and Im grateful for what I have. I go to the bathroom and look at my reflection. I have shoulder length curly black hair thats blonde underneath, dark eyes, and dark skin. Im really lucky for my skin tone. It covers a lot of pimples really noticeable otherwise. I apply mascara, winged eyeliner, and put lip gloss on my plump lips. My hair looks fine and honestly, I don't feel like doing anything to it. It always tries to be difficult. For why?? I grab my bus pass and walk out of my dorm room to my 7 a.m. class.

    I rush to the bus stop, hoping I make it in time. Right as I get there, the bus pulls up. It must be my good luck charm. I swipe my bus pass and find a seat. I pull out a keychain on my backpack. It's a little frog my mom made me before she passed. After she died form stage four breast cancer, my dad went a little haywire. He started drinking and not coming home. It's been weeks since the last time he called, but I know he loves me. It's been only a year and I know he misses her. Knowing his personality, it's best to give him space until he decides it's time for him to be okay. I look out a the dark morning sky. The stars are pretty. Perks of my dorm building being at the farthest points in campus. The bus is a nice escape to just relax. I press the button and get off at the next stop.

     Language arts passes by pretty quickly. I sat down and ate early lunch before my fashion design class. I had a Zaxbys's chicken caesar salad. To be honest, I don't eat healthy, but Zaxby's salads hit different. I packed up and headed to the arts building. It's always cool going to this building even though it's only my second time in here including the orientation. I walked in looking at all of my peers and upperclassman. The dance students twirling with ribbons, the art kids painting murals over the dull walls, making them colorful. Dang. Compared to all of these kids, I don't think I'm talented at all. But once I read an article that said, "A confident girl is more attractive," so I put on a confident front. Really deep down, Im the most insecure bitch in the world. 

    I walked into my class and shook my professors hand. His name is Mr. Carrington and Ive read all of his articles and reviews. He seems so cool in person. I find a seat and he introduces himself and the class. Kind of boring to be honest. I zoned out and curled my boingy curls with my fingers. All I hear was, "Blah, blah, blah, contest, winner..." Wait!? Contest? Winner?! Maybe I shouldve paid better attention.  He continued and said, "We are hosting a contest this year sponsored by the film company  Red & Blue  Films." No. Fucking. Faccking. Way. Yes, I am aware faccking isnt a word. I have to win this contest. This is so exciting. "Anyone interested in the contest has to design an outfit for Kai Cole, Lili Reynolds, Drake Wells, and Jessica Jane, the cast of "Your My Star." Ive heard of that show only because my best friend Gianna or Gia, is obsessed with it. Mr. Carrington continued by saying, "The prize is dressing them for the rest of this season and getting opportunities from A&G Models company and an internship from designer Louis Greene!" Ok. I have to win this now. This is huge. As soon as class ends, I pretty much sprinted to the info table with the flyers and info. I looked it over and texted Gia about it.

"Bittchhhh. You better win that contest and get me an in person fan meeting. WIN IT. GIRL I SWEAR ILL LOVE OYU FOREVER IF YOUB HRGRYU ME THIS I STG WIJINTHE FUCKING DXCINFI" God this girl is getting way too excited. I dont see the hype with this show. Usually im all over these romantic Netflix shows but I havent watched it yet. Sorry that k-drama has all my attention right now. 

  I immediately went back to my dorm, ordered chinese takeout, and determined how I was going to win. The instructions are to make an outfit fitting the theme, School dance, and you had to do it to match the characters personalities. Well shit. I called Gia hoping she'd BRIEFLY explain the shows and the characters background/ personalities.  Boyyyy I should've known that this girl would keep me up for hours talking about this show. But in all seriousness, she really helped me out. I drew up a draft for my designs. The main character named Tyler is the popular cold hearted jock, Luna is the quirky main love interest, and Jacob is the second lead who is a lowkey bully but nice to her and lastly, Olivia is the girl who also likes Tyler, Luna's quote and quote "love rival." Even though, according to Gia, the whole school likes him except for this new girl which peaks his interest. Kind of cliche. Im getting Boys Over Flowers vibes. But, I have the perfect idea. Alright. I stretched and got to work.

   My idea is to have the main female lead wear something simple that looks good on her but in actuality is inexpensive since her and her dad struggles from financial problems. Honestly, this is starting to feel like a cliche k-drama and I'm kinda living for it. But it's american so it doesn't seem interesting to me. For the main male lead I'm going to put a simple black suit, elegant looking since his character is the laid back, "I dont really care" kind of person. Olivia get's a deep red wine colored gown since she's the rich stuck up character. Lastly, for buff bully guy or whatever his name is, I decided on a white suit with a black bowtie. I imagine the main lead Luna seeing him, making fun of him wearing a bowtie, (since it doesn't match his personality), and he gets all flustered. I colored the sketches. I put in so much time and effort. I drafted about twelve different designs before I came up with that. Sketch paper is expensive too. Ugh. 

   Still on the phone with Gia, I showed her the designs knowing her knowledge and opinion is valuable since shes a superfan. I think she squealed a little bit but I cant really tell from how tired I was. I looked at the time. Shit. Two hours. That's not a good nights sleep that a short fucking nap! 

   But at least Im trying my best for this contest. Mom would be proud.

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