Chapter 60

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fashion show (january 28, 2017)

alison pov

"ah! i can't believe we are here! at a fashion show! in new york! and people are going to see our designs!" i said and smiled, jumping up and down.

"woah. bad idea. 2 people inside me. bad alison. bad." i said and patted my stomach.

hanna smiled in awe, "madison square garden theater. it's like a dream come true." she said.

"this place is huge." cece said.

"no shit sherlock." emily said and chuckled.

i smacked her chest, "hey. play nice."

she chuckled and nodded.

"oh! you must be the halison group! welcome welcome!" a tall woman with brown hair said and smiled.

"hi! are you morgan?" i asked.

"the one and only! we are so excited to see your designs in action. your work is fabulous." she said and smiled.

"thank you." hanna said.

we looked around and i gasped, "are those the seating charts?" i asked.

she smiled and nodded.

"macys, michael kors...victoria's secret?! they are gonna be here?!" i shrieked.

"ah yes. they come every year and over here are where investors will be seated, looking for a brand they would like to make big and large. who knows? maybe you'll be the next Louis Vuitton." she said and winked.

i smiled, "it's like a dream come true. i mean. wow. this is amazing. coach, prada, gucci. han, we could be them." i said and smiled wonderously.

she smiled, "i know." i hugged her tightly and smiled.

"and might i ask how far along you are?" morgan said, referring to my pregnancy.

"oh! yes i am 7 months. twins." i said and smiled.

"congratulations! they are lucky to be a part of your family. is the father joining?"

i smiled, "no. the father isn't in the picture but actually, the other mother is right here. it's a very long story but morgan this is my wife, emily fields."

morgan smiled, "an honor. my mistake."

"it's totally fine. you're the only one that doesn't look at us like we're insane when we say we're married." emily said and chuckled.

"oh no. it's fine. i myself am a lesbian. my wife is in europe, she is a photographer."

"oh wow. that's amazing." emily said and smiled.

"oh yes. here let me show you, she's right on the banks." she showed emily pictures of the ocean and london, spain, and all that stuff.

a girl with a head set walked over to hanna, cece and i.

"alison and hanna?"

"yes?" we both said.

"here. i'll show you backstage. it's where all the fun happens. follow me." she said.

we smiled and followed her, cece with us.

we got backstage and saw models at make up.

"here is where the make up happens. then they get dressed with their specific designer outfits. and here. is your model." she said and we saw a beautiful girl, blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, super skinny, flawless skin...yeah you get the idea.

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