Its currently 7:00 Pm and I just have an hour left before the show starts, I'm currently in my room thinking of a plan to sneak out without Uncle Bruce spotting me and Hey guess what, my only idea is Emma.
I gave Emma a call telling her to be by my window and guess what, she was in the area, apparently coming to get me.
I grab my back pack and stuffed everything I needed before jumping from my room window which was on the first floor.
Emma failed to catch me but thankfully I landed in one of the shrubs beside my room and I hear Emma start to laugh.
"Why the hell are you laughing? Do you know I could have died?" I ask Emma with a pout on my face.
"But hey guess what, you're not dead and on a serious note I couldn't have caught you, you want me to die?" Emma asks and now it was my turn to laugh.
"Ouch" I say wincing at the sudden pain I felt in my ankle
"What?" Emma asks and I smile shaking my head.
"Its nothing" I say, Emma staring at me for a few seconds. "I'm serious" I say and she shrugs dragging my hand as we run to the bus stop to take a cab there.
*****LAKE HOTELS, 7:40 PM
"Finally you're here, don't you know you are our final act?" The host of the fashion show says and I apologize.
"No time to start apologizing, go backstage, you'll find your room, the one with the biggest star on the door, your make up artists and crew are there to dress you up, now go, go, go" The lady says going to other models who seemed ready, they all looked so beautiful.
"OMG Maia, you're finally rebuilding your career and I bet you nothing is going to ruin this" Emma says hugging me, I hug her back before running back stage, bearing the pain I felt in my ankle.
Guys, the Facebook app put a virus on my phone, so I had to delete it which means shorter chapters, please stay with me, I'll post as much as a full chapter though.
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