With that, I decided to check on Nikki and see how she was doing.
When I reached her room I knocked on the door and entered the room.

Surely Nikki was busy sewing the dresses with her

"Hey, Nikki.... how's everything going?" I asked.
Nikki turned around and smiled.

"You're here just on time," Nikki smiled as she rubbed her hands together, "The last round of the competition is tomorrow. And the theme is...a bit more complicated. It should be inspired clothes by huge celebrities."

Then I glanced at all the dresses she prepared.
They all looked stunning, regal and royal....yet a bit familiar looking, too.

Then she pulled out a dress from her closet that was placed in a cover.
"However this one....is my main masterpiece for the show...which you'll be wearing it," she explained and then removed the cover.

I stared at the stunningly beautiful off shoulder neckline black dres. It was more modern looking than the original dress and it was more Nikki's style...but I still could guess which dress she got inspired by.

"Ohh my God," I gasped in excitement, "Is this....1994...Diana's revenge dress?"
Nikki chuckled and nodded.

"Sure it is," she replied, "And all the dresses I made for tomorrow are inspired by Princess Diana's clothes and jewelries. But with this dress....you'll steal the show."

"I think you should try it on."
I turned around and saw everyone else in the room.

"You'll look dashing in that dress...believe me," Cassandra smirked then she leaned closer, "And there's a banana cupcake who'll love you in this."

I averted my gaze, blushing hysterically.
I cleared my throat.
"Sure, I'll try on the dress."

I picked up the dress and walked into the dressing room.

After I took off my t-shirt and my jeans I started to strip. I put on the black lace Pantyhose leggings first. Then I carefully put on the dress.

I looked over at the mirror and checked out the dress. It fitted perfectly.
Then I put on the pair of black high heels and then I put on the sapphire looking necklace and earrings.

I do look breathtaking!

With that I headed out.
"Ohh my gosh. It looks great on you," Patricia smiled and winked.
But right then the door was opened and Ken entered

"Guys....Jemma woke up. You need to–" he stopped mid sentence and he stared at me with his jaw dropped for a moment. Then he blushed hysterically.

I couldn't help but smile and wave a little.
At that moment I blushed, too....realizing that this dress...as iconic as it was...it was quite a revealing dress.

After a minute, Ken approached me.
"No. You can't be wearing this for the show tomorrow."

I frowned upon hearing that.
"But why?" Renee asked, "It looks sooo good on her."

Ken rolled his eyes. "Exactly! Every single man will be staring at my girlfriend. And I'm going to have to claw out their eyeballs!"
I couldn't help but laugh.
He's sooooo cute when he's jealous.
Then he wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Umm....as cute as you two are right now, didn't you say Jemma woke up?" Cassandra interrupted our moment.

"You guys go ahead," I told them, "I'm gonna change out of this dress first."
I was kinda worried that something would happen to the dress and I didn't want to cause Nikki troubles.

Then I walked back to the dressing room and started to carefully undress. And I put on my shirt and jeans. Then I put the dress back in its cover.
Better to be safe than sorry.

Then I headed towards the room where Jemma was in.

"What in...the world....is going on?" Jemma groaned in pain, holding her hand, "Where am I?"
She looks awful! Didn't her parents notice anything?

"You fainted in the bathroom," Patricia explained gently.
Ken gave her a glass of water...which she took it without throwing a fit.

She seems too drained to argue with us.
"The doctor said that you have to take your medicine after each meal," I explained to her.

Then she stared at us for a moment, looking puzzled. "Why are you guys being nice to me?" Jemma asked, "I was rude to you all from the day one. So what changed?"

Well....I expected her to ask questions...but not this soon.
But before any of us could respond Patricia placed a hand over her shoulder.
"Because I know first-hand how it feels like to have no one by your side."

Jemma rolled her eyes and scoffed.
"What do you mean?" she demanded, "You didn't have a parent shaming you in front of so many people, did you?"

Patricia didn't say anything. She just shrugged. She really isn't comfortable talking about it openly.

Jemma's eyes went wide in shock and then she cleared her throat.
"Ohh.....sorry," she replied.
Wait....did she just....apologize?

"You need to rest. We'll come back to check on you," Cassandra stated. Then we were about to leave her to rest.

"Wait!" Jemma called, "I know you guys want to know who's sabotaging you to lose the competition. I'll tell you everything."

Well....that was....unexpected to say the least.

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry again for not updating in a long time. This week was crazily hectic. I had four exams in five days....with little to zero time to study.
So I made this chapter longer than always to make up for the long delay.

Another reason was that I really wanted to pay a tribute to the late Princess of Wales, Diana Spencer. She was a very remarkable woman and she'll never be forgotten.
Princess Diana had a very remarkable fashion sense and her revenge dress was one of the most iconic dresses ever!

The third...and the most important reason...is that one of my dear friends is struggling and she is having a very difficult time. I made this chapter longer to cheer her up. And since I can't directly text you, my dear, I'll say it here. I love you. I support you. You got this and you'll get through with this. Remember you are stronger than what you think. Hard time will pass but you'll come out stronger than ever. And I'm always here on your side.

That's it for today. Next chapter will be coming out soon

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