“Alright, what about this one?!” She squealed, twirling in each direction. “I think I did okay, right?! How’s my hair? What about my bow? Does it look straight?!”
“I KNOW! It’s just… I want to make sure I have the perfect outfit for the Jr. Fashion Show!! This is my chance Lia! I could finally get accepted into Klesto fashion, and become a fashion designer!” she exclaimed loudly, nearly bouncing up and down.
“How do you even know Papa and Daddy are going to let you enter? Did you even ask them?”
“Ummm, what about school!?” I chuckled as I climbed out of my bed.
I searched my drawers for a pair of jeans, and pulled them up slowly. Today was such a sluggish day, I honestly didn’t feel like doing anything. After painstakingly clothing myself, I made my way into the kitchen, where Micki was -as usual- giving my Papa a hard time.
“No! No leave papa!” she screeched loudly, reaching her arms towards him.
“Micki… please. Papa has to get ready for work. Just be a good girl for once.”
“You know?” Kaylee mentioned, casting me this devious smile “You should join the fashion show too.”
She laughed loudly, nearly choking on her cereal “How would you ruin it?! Your my sister! It would mean the world to me, if you did it with me.”
I lowered my eyes to the floor, slowly swaying my dangling feet. Fashion shows just weren’t my thing. Sure those girls looked pretty, but I just felt it was degrading. Girls think they have to be skinny to be pretty, and things like that… just don’t sit well with me.
I lifted my eyes back up, and gave her a smile. “If it means that much… then alright, I’ll do it.”
She leaped out of her seat, and ran around to where I was sitting. She quickly snatched me up from my chair, and squeezed me tight!! “THANK YOU, LIA! You won’t regret this, I promise!”
“Yea… if you say so. But I’m not there to win, I’m just doing this because you asked me too. I have no desire to make dresses and prance around in them.”
Before I got the chance to say something back, our Papa called to us, and told us the bus had arrived. “RACE YAH!” she giggled, racing towards the door.
“No fair! You cheated!”
After a long day of work, I came home to a very persistent daughter. She kept tugging at my arm, and pulling at my shirt. She insisted that it was important, and that I needed to listen NOW. I can only imagine what she has to say…
“Kay, what is this all about? Your driving your dad up the wall. You better hurry up and tell him before he has a nervous break down.” Scott chuckled, casting me a grin.
“Ha ha… your too funny.”
“Well, I’ve brought you both here for a very important matter, so listen closely.” she demanded, eying us both sternly. “Now, in exactly two weeks from today Klesto Fashion is hosting a Jr. Fashion show for girls ranged 13-16. Considering I am 13, and I love fashion… I decided to enter. The big problem here, is that I need you to sign out a form… and pay $300 entrance fee.”
“It’s only going to cost you $600! 300 for me and 300 for Lia! Come on Daddy… PLEASE?! The winner get’s an unpaid internship, and then when they turn 18… they might even get to WORK there! The money goes to charity, daddy. So it’s not like they keep it. Soooo, do you want the papers now or…?”
Unpaid internship? Where have I heard THAT before?
“Kay I don’t know-“
“Oh come on, Fraser. This is a good opportunity for them. Heck, I’ll even take them so you can get some rest. I’ll drop Micki off at Lear’s, and you’ll have a night to yourself. Come on… you deserve it.”
Grrr, he was making it so hard to say no. It’s not that I didn’t want to let them, it’s just… $600 is a lot of money for one simple little show!! But I guess he’s right, it would be nice to have a day to myself.
“Fine. But you girls better keep your grades up, and stay focused in school. I swear if you don’t, I’ll change my mind in a heart beat!” I stated clearly. Before I could get another word out, I was suddenly wrapped in a tight hug around my neck!
“Thank you SOOO much Daddy! And you too, Papa!! Thank you! Thank you!!!”
“Klesto Fashion.” I mumbled, signing my name onto the check. “I now understand why Scott agreed to take them… too many memories.”
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 30th annual Jr. Fashion show! Tonight, one lucky young lady will get the chance of a lifetime to become a future fashion designer in Klesto Fashion! The stakes are high, and the talent is blossoming. Who will be our winner?!”
I listened intently as Mr. Klesto announced the start of the program. I never thought I could get so excited for a show like this! The last one wasn’t the fondest of memories. I guess since it’s my girls up there, it makes a HUGE difference. I hope even if they don’t win, they’ll still have a good attitude about it. It’s always about trying your best, and having fun.
I was bubbling over with excitement! Here was my chance to show them what I can really do. If it wasn’t for the cluster of girls around me, and my sister holding onto my arm… I would have been jumping up and down!!
“Kay…” Lia whispered in my ear “Are you as nervous as I am?”
I turned my head, only slightly looking over my shoulder “No way! I’m too excited to be nervous!!”
She reached her hand out, and I shook it warmly “Kaylee, but everyone calls me Kay.” I smiled, then pointed a thumb over my shoulder “That’s Lia. She’s my twin sister.”
“Twins?! That’s so coolio! I don’t have a sister, just a bratty brother named Jack. Anyways, I wish you good luck up there! May the best girl win!”
“Thanks! You too!” Wow, what a nice girl. It’s funny, because now that I think about it… I’ve seen her before. She’s that girl in Mrs. Kell’s class!! We should totally hang out and talk about clothes!!
The talent show flew by, and as did the dress up portion. It was narrowed down to the last 5 girls, when one of the finalists froze! Poor kid! All that work to freak out at the end. It’s always the question that gets them…
“So, Marcella Trimble… What are your plans for the future?”
“Um, I-I-…. Mommmmmy!!”
“Come here sweetie! It’s alright, no need for tears!”
“So, Rosanna Huckleberry… What are your plans for the future?”
“I plan to help my baby brother grow up big and strong, and to become a fashion queen!!” she stated proudly, giving the audience a twirl. Wow, she played that smoothly!!
“WHOO!!! YEAAA! That’s my baby! You tell em’ sweet heart!!”
“Oh can it, Scott! I’m just a proud momma!”
“So, Kaylee Terrey… What are your plans for the future?”
“I plan to become a fashion designer for Klesto fashion. To show the world all of my amazing designs, and to see people one day wearing them. Oh, and I also plan to become a mommy, and have lots of babies!”
My papa choked and spewed water all over the table! This caught everyone off guard, and all eyes were on him. What? Was it something I said?
“So, Lia Terrey… What are your plans for the future?”
“To be completely honest? Do any of us know what their plans are? We look at life as a way of setting goals, and making a better future for ourselves, when in reality… life is just slipping by. To answer the question “What are MY plans?” I would have to say to live life in the now…”
“I just feel that if take a step back, and look at what we have already… our plans and goals will eventually play themselves out. Or maybe, it could be an unplanned adventure, where you let life play itself out for you. Either way, I think my plans are to just watch life mature, and grow. To paint the stillness and capture it for an eternity. Earth is so beautiful, and keeping it treasured is my ultimate goal.”
Everyone’s attention was drawn to her, and their mouths hung open. Before I knew it, everyone was standing and clapping their hands!- Wait, what?!
“I think it’s pretty much clear as to who our winner is! Congrats Lia, and welcome to Klesto!”
Lia gasped, and shot a glance at me “I… I… Ummmmm….”
“Kaylee?” she mouthed from her position.
I turned my head away from her, and coddled myself on the chair. I can’t believe she won! It’s not fair!
The whole ride home I was quiet, and didn’t even look over at Lia. I hated myself for being mad at her, but it just wasn’t fair! She didn’t even like fashion, and now she is going to live my dream! I don’t know why I even asked her to do it with me!
The second we came home, I rushed off to our room and locked the door. Not even moments later, Lia was behind the door trying to get in.
She knocked softly, and gently said “Kay? Are you alright? … Can I come in?”
I took my face out of my hands and screamed “NO! I don’t want to talk to no one! Just go AWAY!”
I felt completely and utterly low. Kaylee and me never fight, or get mad at one another. We always have each others back, and now… I stole the very thing my sister loves right from under her nose.
“Papa, it’s all my fault. I should have just said no when she asked me, or… said something stupid up on stage like, “Plant more trees.” I sobbed, hanging my head low “Now Kaylee is going to hate me forever.”
“Lia Alexsandra Terrey, don’t you dare talk that way! Your sister loves you very much, and you know that! So what you won? She should be proud of you, because that’s what sisters do. They don’t become jealous of one another, they stay happy even when they dislike the situation.” he sighed, placing his hand warmingly on my shoulder. “Just give her a little time, she’ll come around.”
I moved away from papa’s grasp, and turned my face towards the other side of the room. I didn’t want to let him see a stray tear escape from my eye. I know what he told me was true, but I couldn’t help feeling bad.
“Lia?” Micki questioned, looking up at me.
I turned towards her and sniffled “What?”
She reached her arms out towards me, and I bent to her level. She wrapped her hands around my neck, and whispered “No crwy.” into my ear. I gave her a big kiss on the cheek, and twirled her around. It’s funny that my 4 year old sister could make me feel like myself again.
“Thank you Makenzie. I love you so much.”
Before I had the chance to try and get Kaylee to open the door, I heard a bold knock at the front door. Of all times for someone to visit!
I swung open the door, nearly running into a police officer! Oh god… what happened?
“Can I help you with something, Officer?”
He sighed deeply, and nodded his head. “Sorry to bother you sir, but I’m making my rounds to inform you of a jail break this evening. A vicious man has escaped from OB prison, and he is considered armed and dangerous.”
A chill ran up my spine, and I ushered him to continue. “What’s his name?” I dared to ask…
He shuffled around his pocket for a minute, before pulling out a photo. It was hard to see, with only the moonlight shining down, but once his flash light was pulled out and shone upon it… I knew EXACTLY who it was.
“Crimson Frascati. Please be mindful of any children you know, or have. Keep them safe, and a close eye on them at all times. Also, if you see this man PLEASE alert the police immediately.”
Oh dear god… what do I tell Fraser?
Thanks for reading!! Uh-oh Crimson escaped from Prison!! 😉