Author's P. O. V The sun peeped into the room of a young lady and shown directly on her face. Feeling the light on her face she turned to the other side so as to get more sleep. But it wasn't long before the alarm by her bedside rang. Raising a sleeping hand up, she slammed the alarm off before nuzzling to sleep again. But who was she deceiving? If she got to work late the money would be deducted from her pay which was even little than chicken change. Half groaning, she rose up from her bed and rubbed her eyes. They were dark circles around it and it was obvious she hadn't gotten any sleep. She looked unkempt, well very unkempt but that was going to change however once she got to the bathroom. She picked up her phone to check the time. She only had 30 minutes to prepare for work. She had best get started. She stood up from her bed and proceeded to the bathroom, the only bathroom in the apartment she shared with her best friend Mabel. She was going to be out any moment and she needed to be ready. She entered the bathroom and applied toothpaste to her brush and began brushing her teeth. Once she was done, she cleaned her mouth and said to herself what she always told herself every morning and has now become an habit. “ you can do this Amy, you can make yourself and your mum proud. You just need to hold on to that dream and never let go, no matter how hard it gets. You can stitch the torn pieces of your life” she muttered staring at the mirror. Meet Amelia Kurt, the girl whose only dream is to become a well known fashion designer and is holding on to it as hard as she can.... Note:: I'll be writing in the characters P. O. V now. It's my first time and I hope I did it well....♣♣♣ Amelia's P. O. V After brushing my teeth and subsequently taking my bath, I got out of the bathroom to prepare for work. I didn't have any special clothes to wear today so I just got into a T shirt and a faded jeans. Applying some lip gloss and powder on my face to hide my dark circles, I looked ready. I got out of my room and met Mabel at the door of her room, with a brush and towel with her. She yawned. “good morning ” I greeted with a smile. “good morning Amelia” she answered. Stretching herself to her full height, she groaned. “oh my gosh, I'm so tired. I didn't sleep properly last night ” I smiled at her remark. I'm guessing she meant she didn't have her beauty sleep. “ well it's obvious to the person who didn't sleep at all” I put in. Mabel glanced at him as if remembering something clapped her hands. “ yeah... When did you get in last night” “2.30 am” I replied, “ and I used half of the time to finish my pending designs.” mabel shook her head. “you need to stop working yourself to death Amy , when will you have time for yourself? Look at you ... You like someone who got punished for stealing something in the market.” walking closer to me, she held my hand. “if you need anything, I'll be here to help. I'm your best friend ”. I smiled “ I know, but I have things to take care of and they are not your responsibility. ” Mabel scoffed “ as if you're not my responsibility ” “ I have to go now. Madame Truffaut will kill me if I come one minute late" I said as I wore my already tight shoes. “ won't you at least have breakfast ” Mabel yelled “i don't have time for that. Don't worry I'll survive ” Mabel pouted. you need to eat something... Put something in that empty tummy of yours” I gave her a quick hug. “ I'll buy food on my way to work, don't worry ” I said trying to get her off my case. “as if you have any money " she muttered grudgingly. I smiled. It was a sad one. She was right, I didn't have any money except for a few pennies here and there. Most of the money I made last week was used to pay my dad's debt. Note that I said my dad's debt. That evil man deliberately owed a lot of people money so when he left us we would have a hard time surviving. That's why am hoping this week would be different. I sighed and looked at my best friend. It's obvious she didn't mean any harm with what she said, but she isn't Amelia Kurt. She had enough to take care of herself but not another person, especially someone like me. “i said I'll be fine Mabel, don't you worry "“OK. If you say so. But wait" Mabel went to into her room. When she came out, she was with an envelope. I knew what was in it, but I didn't want to collect it. Mabel looked at me with those questioning eyes of hers and placed the envelope on my palm. “you're not refusing this. Keep it till when you think it's necessary. It's a gift." She said. I gave her a hug. One minute she was complaining, the next she was helping me out. And that's why I love her. Pulling away from the hug, I smiled at her “thank you..... Very much" I said. “its no biggie. Now take your ass to work before madam Truffaut arrests you" she said and slapped me playfully in the butt. I chuckled before going to the door. “ Amelia!?” Mabel called. I turned to face her. “huh?” She smiled before raising her hands and punching the air. “fighting”I chuckled. “ fighting, I love you " “love you too" I walked out the door, and started walking down the street to the bus stop. Madam Truffaut store was quite far, but it was a 10 minute ride if I took the bus. The bus arrived when I got there and I got in and took my seat by the window. Staring out of the window, I thought about my life and the progress I've made so far. I'm Amelia Kurt also known as Amy., the only child of my mom. I don't have a dad because he left us. I hate him so much. He was always abusing my mum and made sure she couldn't walk before leaving us. If he didn't want the marriage he should had just divorced her. I'm twenty four years old. And I all I want to be is a fashion designer. It's a dream I have held on for so long and each passing day I pray it doesn't slip away from me. In a few moments I arrived at the street where madam Truffaut store was located. She owned a boutique and she sells clothing materials in bulk for people who are interested in buying. She was one of the people my dad owed money and in exchange for pay I work for twelve hours. I arrived at the door at the store and met her already standing waiting for me. She had a huge frown on her face which didn't make her any prettier, I checked my time great.... I was two minutes late. “good morning Mrs Truffaut ” I greeted sweetly. “and what is good about the morning? Huh? You're late" she yelled. I cringed. “im sorry ma'am the bus arrived late" I explained She gave a loud hiss before walking in, I followed in the dressmaking room I saw loads of materials and a sewing machine. I marvelled at the material, they were pretty. I looked at Mrs Truffaut. She looked at me and scoffed. “ you will be making gowns from the material you see here. You are making 50 gowns. I need to deliver it this evening to Mrs Smith. Make sure you use your best designs and be fast about it " she ranted. “ yes ma'am. What about the percentage of pay" I asked, keeping my voice a bit low. She glared at me for a while before replying “ 70–30". I sighed, it was so little for the work I was about to do. Mrs Truffaut must have noticed my expression because she snickered. “thats the percentage, take it or leave it. You should have told your dad not to borrow so much from me. Looks like you will be here for a long time " she taunted before finally leaving the room. I felt something sting my eyes but I didn't want to cry, in my state there wasn't even time to cry. Mrs Truffaut enjoying bullying me because of my condition. She seems to forget it's only temporary and one day I will leave all of this. I can't wait for the day she would begin to buy my dresses, I can't wait to see the expression on her face when she knows I've finally made it. OK enough day dreaming, time to get to work. Opening up the measurement book, I opened my bag and brought out my design book. I opened to one of my evening dresses collection and picked one design I would use. I then turned on my phone and plugged my earphones to listen to some music while working. 50 dresses coming right up. ... It was evening by the time I was done with all of the dresses. My body was completely sore and my stomach groaned loudly reminding me that have not eaten. Feeling a little dizzy. I walked up to Mrs Truffaut office and knocked. She beckoned for me to come in. I walked in and met her counting money. “ good evening ma'am, I'm done with the dresses " I announced. She gave me a side long look before continuing counting her money. “ok" she finally said. “ you may leave". I stared a bit at her when she said that. Seeing that I didn't move, she looked at me with those evil eyes before throwing a dollar bill at me. I picked it up and saw it was a 50 dollar bill. It was really little, but it would serve me breakfast –lunch–dinner all together. I greeted her goodnight and got out of the store. Walking down the store to a fast food restaurant, I ordered myself an hamburger and soda, it wasn't healthy but it was what I could afford until I got home to eat proper food prepared by Mabel. I didn't have any money to board a bus back home, so I just skipped along. Walking in the late night and all the night flashing and songs playing filled me with a sense of happiness and I couldn't wait to get home to some designs. My life's miserable and I know it but as long as am alive am going to make living worth it. Getting to the dangerous part in town, I began walking very fast. Dangerous people littered around here and I didn't want to get noticed. But it seemed this night had other plans for me as a group of boys began following me. I began walking really fast but they double crossed me and trapped me. I gulped. They looked really dangerous and I didn't want to upset them. “ we don't want any trouble miss, we just want your money” one of them spoke Seriously!? That was the only money on me and now I have to give it to them? I groaned internally. Why am I so unlucky. “ I'm sorry, but I really don't have any money” I said and began walking but they stopped me. “your money or we won't make leaving here easy for you" the person spoke earlier spoke again. Oh God! Why me??
Amelia P. O. V I stared at all of them and gulped. They meant business but I wasn't going to allow them get the only money I had at the moment. I pretended as if I wanted to pick out my purse and when they're attention was averted, I broke into a run. I was fast, but they were faster. In no time they caught up with me and one of them pushed me to the floor and snatched my bag from me.“hey!! Stop it please. I really don't have any money” I yelled, but they didn't listen. They proceeded to empty my bag and brought out all of my design books and everything. They finally found my purse and opened it. I gasped, they are really going to take my money. It was a good thing i kept the money Mabel gave me back at home. Seeing only a few dollars in my purse they looked at themselves then at me.“ she really doesn't have anything with he
Terrance P. O. V I held on to the phone even though I knew Amy had already hung up. “why am so stupid? Why can't I just tell her already?" I asked myself. I really like Amy, but I can't seem to say it to her. I don't know why, maybe it's because she said she didn't want to have anything to do with men that's why. But then again, we've known each other for a while now so I don't why she can't seem to see that am trying to be more than a friend to her. I sighed and walked over to my bed. Laying on it, I began thinking. I just have to continue being close to her. Maybe one day she'll notice and begin to like me too, I reasoned. ... ( Two days later ) Amelia's P. O.
Amelia P. O. V After giving myself a good cry I finally settled down on the couch with Mabel beside me. “ so tell me, what really happened back there? Why did you get fired" she asked.I glanced at her. “ isn't it your stupid man crush that caused all of this" I spat. “who? Ryan Oswald? I heard he was at the party"“yeah, he was at the party. And I spilled drinks on him"Mabel gasped. I looked at her and scoffed.“ I was right about him being rude. You should see his expression, he looked as if he wanted to lock me up. I apologised and tried to clean the mess I made but he just treated me like trash and yanked my hand off him" I recounted still angry at the incident.Mabel sighed. “ I'm pretty sure you hated that, didn't you?" She asked.“ of course I do,that's why I didn't want
Audition day Amelia's P. O. V It was a Hall, with a stage with lots of people in it, and they were staring at my direction. I looked around and saw there were other contestants with me. I saw my best friend Mabel at the audience and Terrance. Then there was Ryan, he looked worried and a bit scared and for some reason, it seemed to scare me. I had a pretty dress with me and it seemed the judges were pleased with it. They asked me to come with my dress to exchange it for a award and cash prize. I was feeling really excited. I began walking to get my prize and a handshake when something stopped me. Actually it was someone. And she was dragging my dress with me. She kept screaming “ give me that! Give me that! You can't win, you musn't" we kept dragging the dress, and even though I couldn't see her face clearly I knew she was dangerous. E
Author's P. O. V The moment Amy ran out of Mrs Truffaut store, Mrs Truffaut came out of her office meeting Terrance still seating there dazed and confused. “ hey! Where did Amy go to " she asked scornfully. “ uhmm....she just went out" Terrance answered. “ I asked where? " Mrs Truffaut spat. Terrance looked at her surprised and with anger creeping up his face he replied. “ to an Audition ma'am, she went for an audition " “ and what auditions is that?" Mrs Truffaut asked not quite clear.“ its a fashion audition ma'am. Excuse me but I'll like to go now" he said as he stood up. Mrs Truffaut saw him walk out. Fashion auditions, isn't it? Mrs Truffaut thought to herself. “I need to let him know about it” she said aloud before wa
Ryan's P. O. V If there was thing that was pre–dominant in Amelia's face, it was shock. She seemed surprised to see me here. I was surprised too but I was more curious than surprised. “ yo... Yo..you! What are you doing here?" She asked in a strangled voice.“ what do you expect? This is my audition " I replied. “ have you two met before?" The lady judge asked. “actually, yes" Amy replied, not taking her off me. “ well that's a good thing, please submit your design " she offered. I watched how she grudgingly came to my table and submitted the designs. She was really pretty I noticed, with that lovely blonde hair and sea blue eyes, although she looked a bit tired. I wondered why I didn't see it before. Maybe because I was
Ryan's P. O. V I drove my car into the garage of the storey building where I lived. Picking up all of the files and my briefcase, I descended from my car and locked it before walking to the elevator. Pressing my floor button, I walked in and closed the door. Few moments later, I arrived and walked out. Getting to my door i opened it and walked in. It was then I noticed that someone was already in before me. The lights were on and I clearly remembered turning it off before leaving this morning. Who was it and how did the person get in? I wondered. Moving cautiously I looked around hoping I would catch a glimpse of the person. Suddenly, someone jumped on me from behind and placed a firm grip on my mouth, startling me. We struggled for a few moments before I finally overpowered him and pushed him on the floor. He landed wi
Amelia's P. O. V ( Day 1, training day) I happily bounced along to the venue where the training will be taking place— more like a school actually. I was feeling all giddy and excited. I should be, it's my first freaking contest! And I can not believe it. My best friend, Terrance decided to accompany me to the place, he said he wanted to use that as a congratulation gift since he couldn't buy me anything even though he wanted to. Mabel got me a pair of scissors and lots of sewing materials, sometimes I don't even understand her. “ oh Terrance... I'm so excited... And nervous too" I said as we got closer to the place. “ I perfectly understand the excitement part, but nervousness? The Amy I know faces her problem head on" he remarked. I