I do not own the characters, they belong to L.J. Smith.
This story is inspired by The Fashionistas by Sarra Manning. I want this story to be the first in a four-story that will be connected, and from different point of views. This is an AU/AH story.
Prologue
Katarina Petrova could feel the metallic taste of fear in the back of her throat, as she zipped up the black Gucci dress. The black fabric clung to her thin body. Katherine critically looked at herself. The thin body, with small breast and long legs. Her too big, dark, brown eyes, straight nose, high cheekbones and full lips. Her frace was framed by big curls. She was ugly, she thought. Even with the expensive dress on, it was still pretty clear that she didn't belong in a store like this. But that wasn't what it was about, no, this was about procuring this dress for her client, and getting her money. She took one last look in the mirror. Wishing once again, that she was one of the small girls with blond, straight hair, blue eyes, and curves. She pulled on the fur coat, that she had stolen from her grandmother.
Katherine walked past the counter, with the two stuck up bitches that looked at her as if she was below them. She probably was, but they didn't need to know that. She was almost at the exit, when she saw one of the guards looking at suspiciously, and alerting the others, speaking to them in Bulgarian, but low enough that she couldn't hear what they were saying. She could feel the cold sweet breaking out on her forehead, and she wanted to turn around and change into the worn out jeans and t-shirt in her bag. But she needed the money, she was saving up to move out of Bulgaria and to America. Suddenly she felt a hand on her arm, and pulling her, so that she was out of sight, and hidden in between the racks of clothes. In front her stood a middle-aged couple. "Come with us to the counter before you are arrested" the man said in Bulgarian, but he spoke with an accent. They were tourist. "Why should I go with you?" she sneered. The women rolled her eyes, "because we're trying to help you" she sighed. Katherine looked at them suspiciously, eyeing them. "Fine". The man took a hold of her arm, an walked to the counter. "Sorry, my niece would like to have this dress, that she is wearing. So we would like to purchase it" the man said, the girl at the counter, looked at the dress and punched a few numbers. The man paid, and the walked out the off the store together.
The walked directly out into the broad daylight, which was much brighter, than the store. Katherine felt exposed outside, and it didn't help that the couple was looking as her with surprised expressions. Like they had never seen a girl with to eyes and a nose before. She opened her mouth, ready to tell them, that she didn't want to be part of some weird three-way with them, no matter how much they paid her, when they started talking in English. "Have you ever seen that kind of bone structure? And her eyes are giant and dark" the women said to her husband. They didn't know that Katherine spoke English, and she wasn't gonna tell them, as the kept on dissecting her. "And she is thin" the man said, and pulled her coat to the side. She glared at him, and sneered at them. " And long-legged too". Katherine was ready to run, when suddenly he was talking to her.
"Have you ever thought about becoming a model?"
So that was the end of the prologue. This story is mostly gonna be about Kalijah, but there will be mention of Delena, Stebekah, and Klaroline.
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XOXO Emilie
