Chapter 2: A Usual Day

"Now this is a free pose! Pick any pose you want it to be!" Stella's photographer, Zayn, said. Stella was in her model place, trying out her new outfits she created for her magazine. Stella is both a fashion designer and a model. Stella smiled, and did a pose with her hands on her hips. "Now, put your leg up in the air. You just had a leg treatment, and show them!" Stella nodded, and she put her left leg in the air. She wore sunglasses, and had a cheeky grin on her face. Zayn took a quick shoot of the pose.

"What time am I out again? And how long was I in here?" Stella asked with a new different pose. Zayn looked at his watch. "It's currently twelve right now, and you're out for your lunch break in fifteen minutes. You were here since eight, so let's say for four hours. Tecna is coming here after you returned from your lunch break." Stella nods. "Now, that autumn cherry dress would look cool for spring time, since it was your idea for you to try autumn colors in the spring."

"I think it'd be a good match," Stella says, agreeing with Zayn's statement. Zayn was like an ordinary boy, except he was more girly and a little immature. But at his job times, he acts more serious and mature, because he doesn't want to get fired. He has fiery red hair, with black bangs. Bangs covered his forehead, and he had green eyes. He was also known as freckle face because of how Stella would always tease him.

After a few poses, it was finally Stella's lunch break. She waved goodbye to Zayn, and walked into the busy streets of Gardenia. It was like any usual day, sunny days, birds singing, children laughing and playing, and couples on the street hand to hand. Stella didn't care not having a boyfriend, because she would rather be single and see couples kissing. Many boys had confessed to her, but she rejected to them. There was not anyone who was right for her, just yet. As Stella was walking on the streets in her high heels, she accidentally tripped. But before she could felt the pain, something strong was holding onto her. Stella's eyes opened, and saw a tough figure holding onto her. Stella looked up, and saw a man who was unfamiliar to her. But Stella had to say thank you, even though she didn't know this person.

"Thank you, sorry, it was just these heels were acting pretty lazy on me today," she says while adjusting her blouse.

"Hey, aren't you that fashion model, Stella Solaria?" he asked. Stella looked up and nodded.

"Yeah, why are you asking something like that all of a sudden?" Stella asked.

"I've seen you on TV and magazines. Where's your limo or something, since you're a model?" he asked. Stella shrugged her shoulders.

"There's a music bar near my place, and it only takes me a few minutes to go there. It's not that far," she says while continuing to walk away. But the boy ran up to her before she could officially leave.

"Before you go, and you give me an autograph for my friend? He's such a fan of you, and he wants your autograph. Man I'm lucky that I bumpd to the right person," he says. Stella giggled and nodded. She took out a black pen from her purse.

"Can it be on paper? Do I have to sign anything on it?" Stella asked. He nodded. He took out a magazine from his pocket. He handed it to her. There was a picture of Stella from her best selling magazine. "Any signatures or anything?"

"From Stella," he says. Stella nods and wrote what he said, and wrote her signature.

"Does he have a name?" Stella asked.

"He doesn't want his name to be on his magazine. Thanks," he says. He took the magazine away, and began to walk away. Stella gave him a quick glare, and went back walking. Stella reached to the Frutti Music Bar, and saw all of her friends there. She smiled, and called everyone's names.

The boy from earlier went back home, and laid on his bed. His friend came outside from the shower room, with a towel wrapped around his waist and another towel on his shoulder. "Hey, you're exhausted already? I thought you just did a quick walk."

"I did, but then I got lost, and these kids were asking me for ice cream money, then, you're idol came along, and nearly tripped. Luckily, I caught her and she signed your magazine. I brought it along with me in case I was bored in the bus or anything. Here you go," he says. He threw the magazine on the table. His friend quickly went there, and read it.

"Where'd you found her?" he asked. "Shop? Stage? Where?"

"Dude, relax. I was on my way back to this hotel, then she tripped from her heels or whatever. It was near that bar Frutti Music Bar," he replies. He nodded, and grabbed his clothes from his luggage.

"Thanks, maybe we can go there, and maybe I could meet here in person." He says. He then went back to the bathroom.

The girls were at the Frutti Music Bar, listening to music and just having a conversation. A waitress gave them their drinks, and they soon talked. The music was great, but Bloom was still depressed. Layla noticed this, and she decided to talk to her. "Bloom, is there anything wrong? You've been acting like this since we got to work."

"Well...tomorrow is the day that my book will finally get published, and there'll be a special things and all, but something is missing...Brandon. He said he'd always be here for me, but he missed my middle school graduation. I thought he'd always—"

"Bloom, are you busy tonight?" Stella asked. She nods. "Do you want to go at the dock and just stare at the stars? It's been forever since the both of us we there for a long time. And make sure, the girls are also coming! Bring your swimsuits!" Stella said with a huge grin on her face.

"Okay, but we might leave early because of Bloom's special thing tomorrow, so yeah. Anyways, Musa, Layla, and I will see you later at the dock. Tecna said that she's on her way to the company right now," Flora says. Stella nods.

"I'll see you guys later, probably Zayn is going to get mad at me, ciao!" Stella says. The others waved goodbye to her, and a limo was waiting outside for Stella. She waved goodbye once again, and she took off. On the way, Stella was thinking about Brandon.

How was he doing? Is he alright? Where is he? How's his father? And most importantly, does he have a girlfriend? Those questions flooded Stella's mind, and she thought about the answers for a while. Maybe he was doing great. But is he doing great? Is he injured? Maybe he is alright. But he might not be—he might have done something dangerous. Maybe he's somewhere far away, not coming back. His father may be alright, or he's old or so, since it passed six years already. Does he have a girlfriend? Maybe...maybe not...maybe...maybe not. Stella didn't know. He may looks cute, so maybe he has a girlfriend. Stella wondered about those questions on the way. But someone made Stella stopped thinking.

"Hey, Stella!" a familiar voice says. She quickly shook her head.

"Huh?" Stella says.

"You need to go put on this dress that Taylor Swift is wearing, there's going to be a dress wars and I want you to win! Now, Marley is going to put on your make up, but if you want to do it by yourself, just tell him and he'll tell me right away. You only have thirty minutes left so go hurry up!" Tecna says. Stella quickly nodded and she went inside the company. Tecna then looked down at her clipboard, and checked off Stella returns.

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