Chapter 4: Im gonna be a super model

Thanks so much to everyone who has reviewed the other chapters. Im so sorry its taken so long to get this fic updated! School etc has been crazy! Special thanks to Kylie for all the help! I don't own the OC etc! Please R+R!

Hello Mrs Cohen, welcome to the South Coast Plaza, Betty is waiting for you in the dressing rooms" Kyle Emit directed Kirsten, Summer and Marissa to the room.

"Kirsten, darling how are you?" a polite tone greeted the trio.

"Good afternoon Betty. This is Marissa and Summer and they will be helping me pick out my outfits for the show."

"Marissa dear, of course, how are you? Your mother was here earlier. An absolute delight and with such exquisite taste."

"Did she pay you to say that" Marissa muttered.

"Excuse me" Betty asked.

"Anyway", Kirsten butted in, "Lets get this show on the road"

"So Kirsten it's been a while since you have been fitted right. You haven't really been around here as much as you used to." Betty came forward with her measuring tape.

"No Betty, I don't really have as much time to shop as I used to," Kirsten replied

"No time for shopping. My dear this is the most exclusive place in the whole of Orange County how can you have no time for it." Betty said in a sarcastic tone.

Kirsten laughed before being distracted by an excited Summer hurrying toward her, "Oh My God Mrs C you have to try these dresses on, they are like so totally to die for."

Kirsten ran her fingertips across the soft, delicate material.

"They are so beautiful" she said breathless.

"Well Kirsten I don't really think they're for a woman of your calibre. I mean you aren't twenty-five anymore, and you still have some of that excess pregnancy weight clinging on. Did you have another baby recently?" Betty said standing up to face Kirsten.

"My baby is eighteen years of age," Kirsten said trying to hide her panicked tone.

"So you really don't have excuses for this weight dear do you?" Betty asked.

Kirsten's face reddened as she stared back at the woman. Betty, seeing she'd hit a nerve, changed the subject.

"Where is your sister Hailey these days?" Betty asked.

"Hailey is working as a fashion designer in Japan" Kirsten replied.

"Japan huh. I always knew that girl would make something of herself. She is a picture of true perfection. Bet she doesn't live off her father, she's out there making it on her own." Betty remarked.

Kirsten's mouth opened at her outburst and she was about to say something when Marissa appeared a dress draped across her arms.

"This is beautiful Kirsten" Marissa shouted.

"Yeah Kirsten go try it on" Summer said with enthusiasm.

"Thanks girls" Kirsten grabbed the dress when Betty stopped her.

"I don't think this dress will fit you Kirsten. That excess you have will be noticeable and the last thing you want is your husband, family and friends viewing your obvious flaws."

Kirsten suddenly felt a lump in her throat. "Marissa" she said as she pulled Marissa aside. "I'm really not feeling too good. I might just go home to bed. How about you pick out some clothes for me and ill wear whatever you think is suitable"

"Are you ok Kirsten, you are probably unwell from your cooking last night" Marissa said with concern.

Kirsten bowed her head again silently saying, "Yeah it must have been my food, because cooking is another flaw of mine".

Kirsten ran out of the shop and straight to her range rover. She couldn't hold back her tears any longer before they finally started streaming down her face. She reached inside the glove compartment of her car and pulled out a bottle of vodka. She quickly screwed off the cap and threw back some of the drink. Her face scrunched up as she swallowed the drink. She wiped her lips shakily, placed the bottle back in the compartment and started the car before screeching out of sight.