Summer and her manager made their way out of the meeting room and down the hall, smiling and discussing the renewal of her contract.
"Now all we have to do is celebrate." Her manager said.
"Actually, I'd rather not." Summer said, sighing in distress.
"Too early?"
Summer nodded. "It was only a little more than a month ago. It'd be disrespectful. I'd rather just to forget about it all together this year."
He manager nudged her. "Am I smelling romance in the air?
Summer blushed. "What? No! Oh my god, I have a boyfriend, you know!"
Her manager laughed. "I was just teasing you. Plus, he's from the Ellis family. It's not good for you since they'll always try to make less of you. You're a super model. Don't give anyone a change to play with your reputation.
"I know..." Summer's ears perked at the voices coming from nearby. She stopped walking, pausing in mid-step, and listened closer with a mystified expression.
Rihanna? Rihanna Gessner?
"Is something wrong?" Her manager asked.
Summer smiled and shook her head. "I thought I heard someone I know, but there is no way trash like that would be here."
A meal at this restaurant would cost more than the price of her trailer home. there is no way she'd be here.
Summer paused again, this time absolutely sure she heard Rihanna Gessner's voice. She looked at her manager and told her that she'd follow her to the car, then making her way down the hall by herself, she followed the voice to where it was coming from.
Oh my god. It is Rihanna's voice. There is no way that's not her voice.
When she reached the end of the hallway, she peeked around and looked at the hall going to the right.
A girl, who was dressed in the latest brand that Summer had been begging her mom to buy for her, with flowing long chestnut colored hair made of perfect curls, stood with the owner of the restaurant, who was questioning if the meal was to her liking.
He never did that for me.
Summer looked around, wondering where Rihanna's voice was coming from. She was sure she heard it, and heard it well.
"I enjoyed it. Thank you so much for having us over."
Summer froze in shock, looking at the girl in front of her. Though her back was to Summer, she was sure that those words had come out of her mouth.
But that's Rihanna's voice.
"Well, of course Ms. Armstrong. Please do come again."
Ms. Armstrong? Who? That's Ms. Gessner, not Armstrong.
A man came out of the room they were standing outside of. Smiling, he said. "Let's go Fayth?"
The girl nodded and turned around, and Summer almost fell off her legs.
There, in front of her, was Rihanna, but not Rihanna. It was the version of Rihanna that Summer on multiple occasions was tempted to end up with after having done a makeover on her. A makeover so that the girl can become more tolerable to look at.
And now, there she was standing in front of her, Rihanna Gessner...or better yet, Fayth Armstrong in a completely different attire than what everyone sees in the Academy. She was carrying a different identity. She was–
Fayth Armstrong...?
Summer's heart began to beat in her chest, faster, harder. Her eyes were wide open as she watched the girl make her way out of the hall and into the open lobby.
Fayth Armstrong...? Rihanna Gessner was Fayth Armstrong?!
Summer fell to the ground, barely breathing as shock and fear clouded her mind. Rihanna is Fayth Armstrong?! How's that possible? How is it possible that the heir of the biggest corporation in the world is Rihanna Gessner? No. No, it's not real!
Fayth paused and turned around, wondering who fell, and looked at Summer Harrison on the floor, staring at Fayth like she was death before her eyes.
Summer gasped. "Oh my god–It really is you..."
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Romance"I was broken. Nothing, no one could fix me. Until you came into my life again. I wish I had gone with you that day instead of him. Because, now I can't imagine how I spent the previous years of my life without you by my side. You are my savior. You...
