Hey guys! Just a disclaimer, This is more just based off of Project Runway than actually exactly like it. Some stuff thats in the show, I might change here like days off, the times when they're talking to a camera, stuff like that. Okay, well, Enjoy!

When I first told my parents I was going to try to get onto Project Runway, they freaked from excitment.They jumped in their seats like children saying encouraging things like "You're designs are sure to win!" and, "I know you'll do great!" Making me blush and studder.

When I told them I had already made the video interview, they repeated the whole process over again but with the added, "Show us the video!" Sending me to my aparment next door to retrieve my smartphone; the device used to film the video.

"M'kay, here it is!" I plopped down between my parents on the couch with a plop and clicked start on the video.

"Um, okay so I just start talking?" I watched embaressed as camera-me studdered nervously. I knew it got better but I couldn't help but cringe at the beginning.

"M-My name is Marinette Dupain-Chen and I am a self-taught designer. I'm twenty-one years old. I live here in New York City in a small aparment next to my parents. I work in a bakery with them that is actually right under my apartment, but I wish to start working in the fashion industry and I feel like Project Runway will give me that needed push to success.

"So I mostly do cutesy street wear," camera me showed an example; Some well tailered pair of short, pink overalls over a light grey shirt. "but I also enjoy doing other things such as kick-butt outfits made out of leather and types of cocktail dresses."

Camera-me held up a well made leather jumpsuit with little spikes and sharp shoulders in one hand and a pale pale blue frilly coctail dress with a purple bow in the other. Both complete opposites but each showing my own personality.

As the video disappeared and my camera screen reapeared my parents started clapping lightly. I took pride in their applause and gave them both a big bear hug. "I couldn't have done this without you guys. You have supported me the whole way. Thank you." I wispered sweetly in the bliss of the embrace.

That night I went home and sent the video in.

A month later

I groaned and rolled out of bed at the sound of my alarm. I turned it off and lazzily wobbled to the kitchen wrapped in a blanket. I wasn't exactly a morning person.

After grabbing a cup of coffee, I sat down at the computer. I checked my emails and nearly fell out of my seat in amazment.

Dear Marinette Dupain-Chen,

We are very impressed with your talent and have decided that you will be one of the sixteen designers competing. Please pack your belongings and head to Fashion Street where we will be meeting. I understand you already live in New York so I'm sure you know where that is.

Please pack cothes, toiletrees, and some little things such as your phone and a picture but PLEASE NO DESIGNING TOOLS we will supply you with everything you need to design.

Meet us Friday next week at 5:00. See you then!

Your's truly, Tim Gunn

A note from the Timm Gunn! I was definatly awake now.

Next friday

Butterflys were fluttering in my stomache as I rode the subway. Not because of bumps or the initial lurch of the subway whenever it stops or starts, but because I was going to be on Project Runway! And I was headed there now! I was so excited that I had a stupid grin on my face permanitly, causing people to give me odd looks and scoot their children a little farther from me. But I didn't care, nothing could take my happiness away from me now!

I got off the subway at my stop and walked the short rest of the way to Fashion Street. There, I saw Hiedi, Tim, and two people around my age. Hiedi wore a tight black dress that had a v-neck and went to her mid-thighs and Tim wore a sharp black suit complete with a blue geometric tie. Suddenly I worried I'd underdressed in my pink jeggings, white shirt with a grey and pink floweral pattern and grey fitted jacket. All made my yours truly.

I nervously stood there as Hiedi gave a warm smile and Tim reached his hand out for me to shake. I shifted my luggage to my left hand and took his hand which gave mine a strong shake.

"Hello Marinette, so nice to meet you!" He said. I was almost too happy to reply back but somehow managed to.

"H-hi, very nice to see you too!" I pressed cheeks with Heidi, kissing air.

"I want to introduce you to Alya and Nino." She motioned to the two people that were about my age who wore matching, simple black cloths. The one who I assumed was Nino, waved at me, and the girl, Alya, had a camera in her hands so she just smiled.

"Alya is the head cameraman, And Nino is the sound director." She exclaimed, her smile never faultering.

"Nice to meet you." I said politly. Then I noticed someone else arrive. He had red hair with long bangs, a black jacket, jeans, and a suitcase in one hand. After him, everyone else started arriving one by one.

Nathaniel was the first one to arrive after me, he had a well-tailored and trendy style.

After him was a girl named Milan who had an almost crafty style.

Next was a girl named Rose who had a sweet, modest style.

Then a girl named Juleka who had a goth style.

There was a girl named Chloe who had an expensive and more luxerious style.

A girl named Maddie who had a like for patterns.

After her, a boy named Kim who had a pretty athletic, casual style

Next was a boy named Max who had an almost goofy style.

There was a girl named Sabrina. With her I couldn,'t quite tell what her style was; she's not going to last long.

Next, an older woman named Jasmine, who, like sabrina, didn't have much of a style.

Then came a girl named Alyx who had a punk like style.

After her came a girl named Lila who had a more cutesy style with an edge.

Next was a girl named Kagami who's style was a lot like mine. She'd probably be my biggest competition.

And another girl who'd be big competition was Zoey. She had a sexy, stylish kind of style with a bit of spunk and flair.

And finally, there was Ivan. He had a punk, goth style like Juleka's but not quite as detailed and with less personality and depth.

And that was all sixteen designers, all of the people I'd be competing with. It still didn't feel real to me. It just all seemed like a dream. A really good dream that I never wanted to be woken up from. But the 'dream' just got better from there.

Okay, so thats it for the first chapter! Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I tried to match each characters personality and clothes from the show to their style and of course I added some OC's

Let me know what you think, and what I can do to improve my writing! I love reading each and everyone one of your comments just make sure to keep them clean and free of bad words please and thank you!

yeah I'll get outa here now, bye!