Amber Gray moves to her dream college in her dream city. Her life drastically changes as she overcomes friendships and relationships. Going to NYU to study fashion has been her dream since as long as she can remember. And when she gets accepted thin...
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"Amber, see me after class." Says my new fashion class professor.
I nod, nervously as students crowd the room as they exit. I quickly grab my stuff and walk to his desk at the front of the room.
Our old professor apparently got a better job, so she quit.
Fine by me, she was a bitc-
"I've noticed something." The brunette man interrupts my thoughts, his eyes still glued to his computer.
"Uhm." I mumble, questionably.
"You're talented." He says, closing his MacBook, and looking up at me.
Talk about suspense.
"Thank you." I smile, still unsure of where this conversation is going.
"Your work of art is unique, and it seems like you put quite a bit of effort into it. I'm impressed. But I suppose you could use a bit of a boost." He says, getting out of his chair and walking towards the door.
I stand there unsure, as he closes his door.
"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean, Sir." I say, politely.
He sighs, walking back to his desk.
"There is a student fashion show that a close friend of mine is hosting. Every year I pick a student to represent my class. You will be provided with everything, all they need is your brain and your models of choice. And I can very easily pick you, it'll be great on a resume." He explains.
O.M.G.
I involuntarily smile, "I... really?"
"I assume you're interested." He chuckles.
"God. Yes!" I say, a bit too enthusiastically.
"Great. But it sure doesn't come for free..." He says, looking me up and down.
I freeze.
"What?" I ask.
He laughs, "You can't be that oblivious."
I furrow my brows.
"Mr. Russell, I have no idea what you're implying over here." I say, shrugging.
I mean I hope it's not what I think he's implying.
"How about you see me tomorrow, at 9 sharp? Perhaps I can explain more... about the fashion show." He says.
