It was finally Saturday without Taeyeon knowing. She groggily woke up from her sleep after a long day yesterday. She yawned once more before unlocking her phone. She squinted her eyes, adjusting to the screen of her cellphone. She received a message which she read as
1 New Message from Yul your hot bff ;)
Before you misunderstood the name, she didn't write it. It was Yuri. Yuri had this high confidence of thinking that her body was everyone dying for. Well, it was true apparently, but not for Taeyeon. She didn't even see Yuri in another way around.
Clicking the notification, she was being reminded by Yuri to not forget to come to the fashion show today. She chuckled lightly because she somewhat felt that it was an important one since Yuri was never the type to send her message in the morning.
Getting up from the bed, she closed her eyes meanwhile combing her hair using her fingers. While doing so, she yawned again. She made her way to the bathroom to take a fresh shower since it was 10 in the morning and Yuri's fashion show would be held at 2 PM.
***
Taeyeon reached the place as she promised at exactly 2 PM. At that time, she could see the place was already packed with people working on the decorations. The runway that the models would do their modeling, showing off the newest fashion of the worldwide fashion designers was huge.
Taeyeon carefully made her way to the woman who dressed in red while holding a black file, "Excuse me, sorry to disturb you, but may I know where is Yuri?" she asked, then give a sincere smile. The woman looked at Taeyeon in a weird way. Perhaps she was wondering why did Taeyeon ask her the most important person of the show itself.
"I'm Taeyeon. Yuri's friend." Taeyeon gave her a small smile.
The woman's expression turned to a surprise one. "Oh! Yuri talked about you a lot and I'm Sandara but you can call me Dara," even though Sandara was busy enough, she still introduced herself to Taeyeon.
After some exchanged of words, Sandara told Taeyeon where was Yuri and she muttered a 'thanks' to the woman.
Taeyeon could see Yuri was still talking with some men in the room which she assumed to one of the fashion designers too. Yuri's serious face didn't go unnoticed by Taeyeon and she stared in amused.
She couldn't believe that the young girl who was a naughty girl that always got detention when they were still in school had become a very famous fashion designer.
After it seemed like forever, in the end, Yuri made her way to Taeyeon, "Hey, buddy! I'm so glad that you're here!" Yuri high-fived Taeyeon and messing her hair like she was kind of a 9-year old kid.
Taeyeon huffed in annoyance and fixed her hair then punched Yuri's waist jokingly. That was just how their friendship was. Yuri treated Taeyeon like a kid even though she was younger than Taeyeon and Taeyeon would only sigh since she couldn't do anything to Yuri.
"Of course! It's Saturday and you're my best friend. It's nothing," Taeyeon gave a smile. Yuri then gestured her to where her room was. But before she could utter a word, Sandara suddenly came and whispered something at Yuri.
"What?! Try to ask her again! She can't just cancel it last minute!" Yuri huffed in annoyance.
Taeyeon just kept quiet because she was not a nosy person and seeing Yuri in raged was totally out of her list. Yuri was never the type to lost her temper easily so seeing this with her own eyes, even for quite some time still couldn't help her to feel scared.
"Yes, I've tried. But she still can't, Miss Kwon," Sandara explained. Taeyeon could see that Sandara was also scared, seeing how tight her grip was holding the black file.
"I don't care! This is why I hate new models! They are all useless! We can't find someone to replace her in the last minute!" Yuri sighed. This was not what she expected. The new model which went by the name of Chaeyeon couldn't attend because of her sickness. Not to mention that she was also a new model.
"I don't know, Miss. Unless there's someone to replace-" Sandara suddenly stopped talking and eyed Taeyeon then Yuri again. Yuri also got the signal and examined Taeyeon from up and down, "Hmm, her height is average, the body has a curve and also slim. And let's see.."
Before Taeyeon could react, Yuri suddenly took the hem of Taeyeon's shirt and shamelessly lifted up a little to take a look of her abdomen.
"And fine abs is confirmed!" Yuri exclaimed.
Taeyeon gasped in surprise, "What? No, Yul. If this is what am I thinking then no!" she hurriedly answered. No hell way she was going to be a model of the show. She came here only to support her best friend but this? Nope, totally not in her dictionary.
"Come on, Taeng. You gotta help me. I don't have any spare models for this. And there are no more people here," Yuri begged her.
Taeyeon took a look at the exit, it was clear which means she could actually walk towards the door and exit the room happily but seeing Yuri's face was somehow making her guilty.
Plus the fact Sandara also looked at her the same way Yuri was, was making her guiltier and besides, being a model was not that hard, right?
She sighed, "Yes, Yul. Just remember that you owe me big this time."
"Oh great! Thanks, buddy! This is why I love you!" Yuri clasped her hand and asked Sandara to call the makeup artists and showed Taeyeon the clothes that she supposed to wear.
***
"Oh, look who's late for the party...." Jessica announced as soon as she saw Tiffany.
"Sorry, Jessie. Traffic jams." Tiffany reasoned out. She didn't like to be called as a not-disciplined person. It was not her fault that there was an accident on the read and came late to the occasion.
Jessica dismissed Tiffany with her hand, Tiffany with her excuses.
"So, where's Aunty?"
"She's with my mom, perhaps talking about something. They haven't met each other for a week but they sure look like they just met after years ago. Mothers," Jessica answered.
It was not both of her and Tiffany's plan to attend the fashion show. Don't get them wrong, they loved fashion and fashion was their passion. But, if their mothers attended to the same place, they couldn't have some free time because both of their mothers would introduce them to some heirs which they were not interested at all.
They walked to where their mothers were then given a smile, a forced one to be precise.
***
Taeyeon fidgeted her hands in nervousness. She peeked through the curtains and saw lots of people there. It was her first time to 'do' this kind of thing.
"Yuri-ah! I need to go to the toilet!" Taeyeon made an excuse to get away from Yuri. Her name was next to be mentioned and that was definitely not what she wanted.
"Nope! We're next and please, I don't buy your excuse at all." Yuri grabbed her wrist even before she sprinted.
Taeyeon gulped when she heard, "And our last designer is Kwon Yuri! The famous sports designer! Let's all see what are her new designs, shall we?"
It was now or never and that was her last sentence before Yuri held her wrist tightly, she was afraid that Taeyeon might leave the stage.
Taeyeon bravely scanned the place and spotted Jessica along with Tiffany. She had an eye-to-eye contact with Tiffany but she didn't sure if Tiffany saw her since she was using a pair of sunglasses. She avoided the stare and smiled at the camera.
If you were wondering how was her attire for the show, it was actually a short pant match with a sports bra. Along with a pair of hot sunglasses of course.
***
"Jessie, who's that chick?" Tiffany asked meanwhile not getting her eyes off the woman.
"Who? Kwon Yuri, you mean?" Jessica looked at her right, where Tiffany was.
"No, you idiot. Her model I meant," Tiffany rolled her eyes. Who in the earth didn't know Kwon Yuri? The most famous designer who owned quite a lot of shops. Plus the fact that she was her friend since Jessica always ordered and bought her clothes.
"Ah, I don't know," Jessica shrugged. She didn't find Yuri's model attractive at all. Well maybe a little bit compared to Yuri, Yuri was way better.
Tiffany had an eye-to-eye contact with the model and somehow, the model looked like someone she knew. Her lips reminded her of someone. But she didn't quite remember whom.
She saw the model's lips curved a little bit upwards or in other word, smirked. And holy cow, the model's body was no joke. Like, look at that abs. Tiffany drooled and as the woman disappeared through the curtains, she mentally noted to check the model's background.
By hook or by crook.