'Ding-ding-ding' rang the bell on the front door of LA's Chanel store. It was small, like most Chanel stores, only carrying a few purses and glasses among other things.

A curious girl with a flamboyant yellow Mohawk makes it to the sunglasses section with acute accuracy. She picked up a pair of oversized black sunglasses, not bothering to remove her own, and examined them carefully.

"Hello, can I help you with anything today?" asked an employee that was putting up some new frames. The girl with the Mohawk pushed her glasses off her eyes, to on top of her head. She looked into the employees bright green eyes.

"Actually…yeah, you can! You see, I need a new pair of glasses that are like….these!" the yellow haired girl exclaimed, whipping a pair of sunglasses out of her quilted Chanel bag. They were some what similar to the ones she was looking at.

"Okay ma'am. Lets see, when did you buy these?" The employee asked, throwing her long brown hair behind her shoulders playfully. The other girl was completely oblivious to the flirting, and was about to answer, but suddenly her phone went off.

'Gator boots, with a pimped out Gucci suit. Aint got no job, but I stay sharp. Cant pay my rent, cause all my moneys-'

The employee wrinkled her nose in distaste to the yellow haired girls heavy music.

"Hello?" she answered after touching the screen of her EnV touch. A muffled voice answered her.

"Charleigh?" the deep voice asked. Charleigh looked at the Chanel girl and asked for a moment, then turned and walked out the door into the busy LA streets.

"Yeah, its me daddy!" She said, overly excited. Her father, Hoshigaki Kisame, never really called her cell phone unless he had important news. Which meant he either had something really good, or really bad to say.

"Hey sweetie, you know they announced the designers for fashion week, right?" Kisame asked his daughter nonchalantly. He could almost feel her bright blue eyes light up at the statement.

"Ooooooh….is that so?" Charleigh pressed. She knew something lovely was about to be said.

" whatcha up to?" Kisame asked. He knew nothing annoyed his daughter more than him beating around the bush.

"DADDY!" Charleigh yelled into the phone. Kisames's hearty laugh could be heard from ten feet away. Charleigh's dad was famous in most countries around the world for his beautiful clothes, but he still managed to be so fun and humble.

"Fine, you little spoil sport!" the designer teased. "Four people made our building." He sounded so ginger he almost made himself sick.

"So…YOU MADE IT??" Charleigh exclaimed. Kisame 'Mhmmm'-ed at her. "Daddy! Im so happy for you!!" She yelled.

"Oh, just wait until you hear who else made it!" The older said smugly. Charleigh's ears perked up at that statement.

"Who…?" She asked, genuinely curious, wracking her mind of the people who were good enough to make it aswell.

"Well, his name starts with an S, and ends with a…SASORI AKASUNA!" Charleigh's eyes brightened even more.

"You mean, SORA'S BOTHER??? THAT'S SO AWESOME!!"Charleigh laughed, jumping up and down, getting some curious glances. No one in LA dared to stare at her.

"Act like your 19 please." Kisame snorted. The yellow haired girl dead panned, and calmed herself slightly. She walked next door to a coffee shop and sat at a table, asking her father questions about what was going on.

"Well, its me, Sasori, Oruchimaru-san, and Kakuzu-San." Kisame said, sounding like he didn't really care.

"Ahh, well, do you need any help?" Charleigh asked, being her usual blunt self. She was a famous United States cosmetologist. All the celebrities wanted her to do their hair for red carpet events and such.

"Awww, man, I was hoping to excite you!" Kisame chuckled. He had even better news to share with her, but he would leave that to Sora.

"Okay daddy." Charleigh said, hoping the phone conversation would end soon. She didn't like talking too much.

"Wait," Kisame said, getting her full attention back. "Talk to Temari, see if she wants to help out. She would look amazing in my evening gown!" Charleigh smirked, thinking about her girlfriend on the runway. She looked hot in everything and she was confident she would want to go.

"Okay daddy! Ill talk to you tonight! Love yahhhh!"

"Love you too Charky! Ja Ne!"

Charleigh hung up the phone and walked back into the Chanel shop. She noticed how cool it was compared to the hot California summer. The Chanel girl was no where to be found so the 'blonde' girl sat in a chair and waited quietly.

It took quite some time, so after five minutes Charleigh got out her phone and texted her Girlfriend, Temari.

Temari's POV

I was sitting on the couch with my brother. He was telling me about landing a job for fashion week, but he wouldn't tell me who he was walking for.

"SABAKU NO GARRA! YOU BETTER TELL ME OR I WILL KILL YOU!" I yelled at him, but the effects of my anger didn't effect him because my phone went off, distracting me.

Of course, my girlfriend changed my ringtone to something obnoxious, so it scared me half to death. I automatically turned off the ringer and opened my phone to read 'new text message.' I clicked the OK button.

'Hey babe, guess what? Daddy made fashion week, and he wants you to model for him. You in?' it read. I loved how straightforward my girlfriend was.

I looked at Gaara and smirked. "I know who you're modeling for now, baka." I said, and typed 'Ofcourse!' before closing my phone, and carrying on my conversation with Gaara.

Back to Charleigh

Charleigh read her girl friends text with a smile. Before she could respond, the Chanel girl came out with a box in hand.

"Here you go, ma'am. I hope there what your looking for." The Chanel girl said. Charleigh looked at her name tag. Her name was Shelley. Shelley opened the box and showed Charleigh the same glasses she had given her, just new with slightly rounder frames.

"There perfect! Ill take them!" The blonde exclaimed, following Shelley to the counter. Shelley rang the glasses up quickly.

"297.45." she said, taking Charleigh's debit card. "So…these a present? Or are they yours?" The employee asked.

"There for my girlfriend. She messed hers up, as you saw." Charleigh said with a shrug. Shelley wasn't surprised the other was gay. She had a yellow Mohawk, a rainbow vest, boy shorts, and black shoes with red clouds. 'Wait…' Shelley thought, 'that's what…no way...'

"Oh my god!!!! You're Charleigh Anarchy!!!" the brown haired girl exclaimed. Charleigh laughed, she was use to this kind of reaction. She was quite famous. Her and her best friend were on the hit show 'what the hell are you wearing?!' Charleigh did hair, Sora did makeup. That was last year, and she and Sora had gone their separate ways. The blonde had gone into fashion, directing runway shows in LA, while Sora went into movie makeup in New York. They still talked often, though.

"Yeah, that's me! Well, it was nice to meet you Shelley. Maybe I'll come back." She gave the employee a quick wink before heading out the door and back into the LA's hot busy streets.

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