Chapter 7

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༺‿༻AUTHOR'S NOTE༺‿༻

HELLO MY PIPS! How're things?

Here's chapter 7! Sorry for the wait! 

ENJOY READING!!! 

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ALLY'S POV:

"Well, you will be the youngest model we'll have." He smiled and it surprised me.

"Wait, hold on... I'm in!?!?!" I asked, full of excitement.

"Yes. You can start tomorrow." He smiled, shook hands with me. 

I left the room, not removing the smile on my face. 

Life sure is good.

Despite all the horrible things that happened back at my hometown.

I hurriedly texted Terence and he said he's on his way here.

I waited and waited..... 

I hope he already knows how impatient I am! 

"Hey! Small Alley!" he panted rushing towards me.

"Where have you been?" I pouted.

"Sorry, I just fetched Kendall and Nikka home." He said.

"They got their jobs?" I asked.

"Yeah.." He nodded.

"Well, I think we need to have a celebration!" I cheered.

"Wait, you got in too?" He asked, shocked.

"Well, you sure don't have trust in me..." I pouted, again.

@ Starbucks...

"You've got to be kidding me!" I face palmed myself thinking, WHY STARBUCKS?!?! I'm thinking of something classy like Nandos perhaps...

"What? What's wrong with starbucks?" Terence asked. 

"This is like a snackbar or something! I'm thinking of saome place where we get to eat proper dinner!" I answered.

"Well, do you have enough funds for it?" He grinned waiting for me to accept defeat. 

"Whatever!" I rolled my eyes and stared blankly at my hands on my thighs.

"Hahahahaha!!!" Terence made a victory laugh.

"So how'd you guys got in?" I asked Nikka, trying to change the freaking subject.

"Well, the person just asked us some few things about how well we know the lads and we didn't end up fangirling or fainting like the others." Kendall explained. 

"How about you?" He asked.

"He was just checking my autobiography and medical records and stuff. He asked me a few things and POOF! I got accepted!"

We all giggled and talked about how excited we are for our new jobs. BEING VICTORIOUS IS AAAAAAWWWWWWWEESOOOMMEE!!!!!

After our little 'celebration', we all headed home and got ready for bed.

Nikka fell asleep and I'm just lying on my bed, starring at Eleanor's cel number in a small little card.

What if I'll text her?

Wait, this late at night?

She might get mad!

Nah, she's my friend... I guess it's okay...

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