College kid

The Day

Star

I had just woken up remembering today was the day. Tyler still hasn't come back from yesterday. Anyways, I quickly get up and take a shower, I put on a latex black mini skirt and tucked in a very swaggy black fall out boys T-shirt into it. I threw on some black platforms to complete the fit, I grabbed my phone and walked into the bathroom, I decided to call Tyler while I got ready, I clicked the facetime icon and set my phone up on the counter, it just rang and rang until no one answered. I sighed and put on some music to boost my energy, I finally finished and went over to Jonathan's room to see if he was ready. I knocked on the door and waited a while. No one came to the door. I knocked again, still no one came. He'll probably just like call or something or maybe he's in the shower, most likely yeah. 

I took a deep breath and caught an elevator downstairs, they had a mirror to I took a short video showing my outfit. The doors open and I ordered an Uber down to Manhattan. I put on my cute designer pass on to show that I was actually allowed to go in already. I walked towards the entrance and I see people screaming and stuff, but they couldn't possibly be screaming for me, I looked behind me and saw Bernard Anault, aka the CEO of Louis Vitton. I tried to contain my excitement and continued walking to the entrance. 

"Hi, name, and pass number?" A lady asked holding a clipboard 

"Um Star Frazier and 2234."

"Alrighty you'll be in section 09." 

"Thanks."

I walked back to the backstage kinda place and got there rather quickly because of the fact I got to come here yesterday. I saw all types of designers running around and making last minute adjustments to their pieces and it was kinda overwhelming. I took this opportunity to call Tyler again but he wouldn't answer so I just spammed him with a bunch of texts, hoping he'd see them when he got the chance.

"Alright guys 1st we'll have Loui Vitton, then Calvin Klien, then Vera Wang, and then we'll have a quick intermission and that will be followed by Star Frazier, Gabriela Hearst and then Monse. After that each collection will come out one final time and then the designers will. We'll let you know when you're up." A guy announced 

Fuck. I'm really doing this. I'm really about to be a creator at New York fucking fashion week. Holy shit. 

"Everything ok?" One of the models asked

"I'm fine this is just so crazy."

"That's how I felt walking down my very first runway, shocked, scared nervous, all of it. But at the end it was great to look back and see that I really did that."

I looked at her and smiled hugging her and she hugged me back.

"Ms.Frazier are your models ready for make up?"

"Yeah. Alright lovely beings follow me." She said

My models left and I was still trying to contact Tyler and Jonathan. I checked Tyler's social and nothing was posted or tweeted, same with Jonathan. Fuck, everyone else has somebody, fans, family, friends. And I have...nobody. 

"Alright designers you guys can go sit in the audience now."

We all left from behind stage and sat in our assigned seat. I saw the two empty chairs where Tyler and Jonathan were supposed to me and it made me upset. The lights dimmed and a spotlight was shone onstage. Then Hidi Klume walked on stage.

"Hi everybody, I'm so excited to be this years host of New York Fashion Week."

We all clapped.

"We have great designers from all over the world and some from right here in New York, we're proud to have each and everyone of you guys present your art with us. And glad to everyone who came. Now without any further hesitation let's get this fashion show on the road." She smiled