Chapter 1- How I Got Here
I look around the fashionable section of our town. Some place that I don't normally vist, but me and my friends wanted to go shopping after school. I normally can't come to these things since my wallet is carrying moths and lint. I was poor, there I said it! I'm poor and I hate it! But I don't want others to know about it. I don't want people to know about my drunk of a Father and my whore Mother. There was nothing I could do about my situation so I could at least hide it from everyone.
"Oh look! It's Mira Luna!" says one of my friends as they point at a new building with three people inside talking. There was a girl with straight brown hair, and grey eyes known as Michaela, the most talented stylist in town. Next to her was a gorgeous girl with wavy light brown with big green eyes known as the free lance stylist Emmylou. In front of her was a cute, short girl with pale, medium length hair and pale blue eyes. I knew my fashion, even though I couldn't pay for it, but I've never seen this girl before.
"Who's that?" asks my cute friend as she looks in the window.
"We won't know until we walk in," I say cuty as I walk in with my head held high and my back straightened. Outside I hoped I was sophisticated and savvy, but on the inside I was a total mess, freaking out about my wallet. Please let this be inexpensive. Please let this be inexpensive. Please let this be inexpensive.
"Look Ellery! This is your first customer~" squeals Emmylou as she jumps up and down.
"What! Me?" asks the new face as she looks at me with wide eyes, almost like a new born deer.
"You're the new assistant! of course it's you," laughs Michaela as she pushes the girl, who I'm assuming is around 16- 17 years old, like me. I don't think I can trust a girl who's my age.
"Are you sure she's qualified, I mean... you look like you go to Silverton high," I say as I look her up and down.
"I'm 22!" says Ellery.
"WHAT!" I yell.
"Don't worry," says Michaela as she puts her hands on my shoulder and practically pushing me into a changing room. "I highly recommand her! Don't worry! She'll do great, with a little training."
"She's not trained!" I say, starting to panic.
"Of course not," laughs Ellery as she smiles sweetly at me. "You're my first customer~!"
"Great~!" I shakily laugh, getting scared. "T-then c-c-can I g-get a p-p-pop item t-t-that's i-inexpensive?"
"Of coruse," says Ellery as she walks around the room and searches through the items in the show room. She then grabs a cute yellow polka-dot skirt and puts it on the maniquen. She then steps aside so I can look at it.
"Wow!" I say, getting closer to the skirt to check the price. It was under 20 bucks. I let out a relieve sigh. This is going to be great!
"This will work~!" I say as I take the skirt to try it on for size. As I shimmy into it, I couldn't help but smile. I was finally going to buy clothes that weren't already used or full of holes. I pull back the curtains to reveal my new self to my friends. They all squeal in excitement since they've never seen. I do a little spin to show off my new skirt.
"So..?" asks Ellery, "How do you like the skirt?"
"I'll take it~!" I say as I clap my hands in excitment. I then russle through my pocket to get out the exact change to give to the sweet new assistant.
"Should I sign you up for our membership?" asks Ellery as she rings me up.
"Yeah, of course~!"
"All I need is your name. And if you buy 15 items or more you'll become a bronze member~!"
"My name is Shea," I say with a sweet smile as I take my pants that she sweetly put in a bag with their logo and colors on it. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!
After I walk away from our little shopping spree, where I only bought that one thing. I was feeling happy as I walk down the fashionable street. Until I walk further... and further... and further to a place where even the buses are afraid to enter. My neighborhood. Everywhere around me was abandoned or run-down, but more likely then not both. My house was the run-down one with the broken gate. The paint was chipping away and bricks were falling apart. There was really no hope for this house, even if someone tried to fix it up. I sigh as I step into the broken down house, trying to avoid the holes in the floor and hoping that no new ones are made.
"Oh! You're here!" says my Mom as she walks through the hallway in her 'work' uniforms which was really a simple napkin and the highest, sparkly heels ever.
"Hey mom," I say sadly, I always hate coming home... if only I could stay away long enough... if only I didn't have to come home.
"You're Dad's still out," explains Mom as she puts her earrings in. Probably drinking. "And your older brother is... somewhere. I'm not really sure where but I have to go to work. There's something in the fridge, I think. Oh! And Shelly is around here somewhere. Make sure to take care of her."
"Of course mom," I say as I start rumaging though the fridge, pushing back the beer and other alcoholic drinks. There was only a stingy thing of cheese, onions and what I hoped was broth. I then put it together and hope that it becomes French Onion Soup. I walk up stairs, with every step a creak, and knock on my sister and my room.
"Hey Shelly~! Soups almost ready~!" I say sweetly as I look into my sister's room to see a cute girl with a high auburn ponytail and big cute blue eyes.
"'Kay~!" says Shelly cutely as she gets up from our little work table to go downstairs for dinner. I watch as she runs down with sad eyes. She was only 10 years old but she needs more then this! She was living in hell and was able to smile. If only there was a way... if only.
"Wow~!" says Shelly as she takes a bite of my soup. "This is super delicious~!"
"Only the best for my little sister~!" I mush as I ruffle her cute auburn hair. She smiled up at me with a cute, brilliant smile that will make your heart melt.
I wear a green sweet t-shirt with a pom-pom camisole and cuffed relaxed-fit jeans where I paired it with my thick-rimmed glasses, pink vinyl messenger bag, sunglasses necklace, Star ankle socks and green gingham high-tops. I then walk into Silverton High School. This was a public school, sister school to St. Smith All Boys School and Sweet Mary's All Girls School. Silveton was a more... discret school then those two, but almost up to their level of education.
"Shea!" yells my friend as she runs up to me and loops her arm in mine. "Did you hear! Did you hear!"
"Did I hear what?" I ask as I look at her in shock.
"Michaela! She left Mira Luna and gave it to her assistant Ellery," says another one of my friends as she gracefully walks up to me. I swear she was a supermodel if I didn't know better.
"What?" I ask with a tilt of my head.
"Yeah! And she even change the intior of the shop and even the name!" says my friend Billy as she skips up to mewith a sweet smile. "They now call it Lucky Star*!"
"Really?" I ask as I start to get interested in the conversation now. Maybe... maybe if she needs help.
"Yeah, you want to check it out later?" asks one of my friends happily.
"Of course~!" I squeal with my own agenda in mind.
"After school! 'Kay~!" asks Billy cutely as she tilts her head.
"That'll be great~!" I say happily.
"Oh my gosh!" says one of my friends as she pulls me through the school hallways. "So Steven was totally checking me out yesterday! Do you think he'll ask me out or should I make the first move? I mean, he's totally the hottest person in Silverton."
"But that's a whole different story with the St. Smith boys! If he went to that school then he would probably be the ugliest boy there!" says Billy. "Those extremely rich boys! Oh~!"
I take a deep breath as I look up at the new sign for the fashion boutique. I know I was here yesterday with my friends to window shop. I noticed that she had a little problems with keeping up with everyone so I was hoping that I could help out. This is what I was born for! I love fashion and this will be a great way to earn a little spending money for Shelly! This has got to be my best idea ever! I take a deep breath, a little nervous, and open the door to my future, hopefully.
"Hey Shea!" says Ellery sweetly with a cute smile that had made me to smile as well. "How are you today?"
"Actually, I didn't come here to shop," I say, somewhat nervous. "I want to talk to you about something."
"What are you talking about?" asks Ellery as she tilts her perfectly sculpted head and raises a perfectly plucked eyebrows. She was so much shorter then me, but her high heels made her almost leveled with me in my high-tops.
"Yes..." I say as I fold my hands an look her straight in the eye. "I would like to be your assistant."