Sora stepped out of the bathroom. All polished and ready to go.
Her eyes peeked at the watch on the wall as she put on her favourite shawl around her neck.
'7.49!?'
'My interview's at 8!' She mentally yelled.
The 19 year old fashion designer dashed around the house, grabbing keys, shoes a jar of peanut butter spread and rushed out of the house.
Quickly jumping on her scooter, she sped off with a spoonful of peanut butter spread in her mouth.
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HUGO CORPORATION
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This is the most important day of her life.
Today, is the day fate will decide the spark of my career as a fashion designer or the end of it.
Pulling all of her guts together an image of Matt entered her mind, the tenseness in her head disappeared. Sora pulled the handle and entered the interview room.
The room was nicely decorated, whoever decorated it must really have an excellent taste.
Sora eyes darted to the middle of the room.
There he was Sir Hugo Voltairé, the god of fashion. Her idol.
Sora eyes lit up from her daydream, when she saw him gesturing her to walk over to him.
"Hello Mr. Hugo Voltairé." Sora greeted lifting her hand out, "I'm Takenou--"
Ignoring her hand, Sir Hugo scanned her from her head to her toes.
"Turn around," he commanded.
A little confuse, Sora did as she was told.
"You're hired!" Sir Hugo declared, quickly putting a hand on Sora's shoulder and dragged her to his table.
"I'm hired?!" Sora said bewildered. "But aren't you going to see my designs first?" She inquired.
Sir Hugo stopped and looked at Sora, "What designs?" He asked her.
"I'm Takenouchi Sora, here for the fashion designer interview, you called me up for an interview." Sora explained.
"Oh my dear! I'm sorry! I thought you were here for the modeling interview!" Sir Hugo said, "You really have potential."
Sora blushed red at the comment.
"So you're Sora! The last artwork you send me was wonderful!" He exclaimed.
"I'm glad you like it!" She said.
A bell boy rushed in front of them to open the door.
"Sora, I don't just like it… I loved it!" He said pulling a chair for Sora.
"I have faith that you'll be the next big thing in the fashion industries!" Sir Hugo said.
"Please, Sir." She said, overwhelmed by his praised.
"I've got an offer for you," He said, "I want you." He said pointing his index finger to Sora.
"To represent me as the designer for the Miss Universe Pageant!"
Sora's mouth hangs open.
She rubbed her eyes and blinked, refusing to believe what she just heard.
'Pinch me! Tell me I'm not dreaming!' She said mentally. Out of the blue the image of Matt playfully pinching her cheeks appeared.
Sora clad her hand over her cheeks, she could almost feel his hand there.
"It will be an honor, Sir!" She accepted gladly.
"I've already booked your flight tickets, hotels and a limo for you." He exclaimed. "My secretary will be accompanying you there."
"When will I leave?" Sora asked him.
"Why right now of course!" He said excitedly, "CHICHI!" He called out.
"But I haven't packed my stuff yet!" Sora said as he reluctantly followed him out of the door.
"CHICHI!!!" Sir Hugo yelled. "Wherever could that boy be!?"
"Hugo! Darling I'm sorry!" A bushy brown haired man said coming over towards them.
"Hugo! Who is this!?" The man squeaked with delight at the sight of Sora, "She a doll!" He exclaimed, his hand slapping Sora's bottom.
Sora gasped and backed away from the weird man.
"Chichi! Behave yourself!" Sir Hugo warned, laughing horribly Chichi covered his face with a paper fan.
"Sora, I would like you to meet Yagami Taichi, my… secretary." Sir Hugo said with a sigh.
"Call me Chi-Chi darling!" He chirped.
(Author's Notes: *DODGE* Who threw that piano at me! Agh!)
I sweatdropped and reach out my hand to shake his.
"I'm Takenouchi Sora, the new designer." Sora introduced herself.
"Designer!? Hugo! She should be our model! She's not suited for that kind of job! It'll make her hand rough!" Taichi whined.
"Your flights leave in an hour," Sir Hugo said.
"But--" Taichi
"59 minutes and 40 seconds." Sir Hugo reprimanded.
Taichi ushered me to follow him, waving his hankie nervously.
I smiled gleefully, I might just love this job!
I tailed behind him and entered a limo readied for us.
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Bukit Jalil Stadium
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The crowd applauded loudly as they finished their song. 14 year old teenagers waving banners saying 'I'm Mrs. Ishida' filled the stadium.
The band retreated backstage after the exhausting rehearsal.
Much to the crowd disappointment. They madly rushed for their tour bus, barely escaping the rasp of their lovely fans.
"What do we have next on the schedule?" Toru wondered, landing smoothly on one of the seats.
"Not practice that's for sure, Arai promised something about beaches and girls." Lee informed with a quirky smile.
"Whoo! Somebody turn the air-cond on!" Hiragezawa said.
"Get your hormones together, Hiragezawa." Matt joked, throwing an ice cube to his perverted band mate.
The bus moved away from the stadium, some of the fans were still holding on to the vehicle.
Toru fly-kissed them of the bus, leaving the fans all dazed and dreamy-eyed.
Matt walked into the cubicle and turn on the shower.
The water drummed against the wet floor, Matt reached for the shampoo and rubbed it into his wet hair, whistling playfully.
Then his cell phone rang.
His four band mates looked simultaneously at the ringing phone.
"50 bucks if that's a girl." Toru said, eyeing the piece of gadget.
"Ok," Hiragezawa lifted the phone to his ear and pushed the button.
"Moshi Mosh?" a caramel coated voiced said.
Hiragezawa grinned.
"So?!" Toru asked.
Hiragezawa mouthed to him, "It's a girl!"
"I won!" Toru shouted, doing his winning stance.
Then a tall shadow hovered over him.
"You won what?" Matt asked innocently putting a shirt on.
His blue eyes darted from his weird friend to Hiragezawa who was busy chatting up with the girl on the line.
"So… Sora-chan are you his girlfriend?" Hiragezawa asks eagerly.
Without a moment to lose Yamato hurdle his band mate to the floor.
Twisting Hiragezawa leg in a leg lock position, Yamato snatched the phone from his hand and leveled it to his ears.
"Hey," Matt said casually.
"Matt!" Sora chirped at the sound of his voice.
"Sorry about the…" giving a smug look at Hiragezawa, "Interruption."
"Oh that's okay, he kept me busy while you were away," Sora said happily.
"Really?" He asked, "I'm glad you enjoy his company more than mind."
"Ouch! Do I hear a pang of jealousy in your voice?" Sora hoaxed.
"Nah… Just a little distressed for the fact that you picked him over your best friend." He said stressing on the two last words.
Sora gazed at the perfect scenery in front of her.
The ocean breeze blazed against her body as they cut through the clear waters in Sir Hugo's yacht.
"I can hear waves. Where are you?" Matt asked.
"I—Can't tell you!" Sora teased.
Hiragezawa, Lee, Kirei and Toru watched the blond with awed.
"H—he's actually talking for more than a minute!" Toru said looking at his watch.
Yamato rolled his eyes and ignored the band's chatter.
"And why can't you tell me?" Matt asked again.