More Than Words

Ring! Ring! My alarm went al over my silent sleep and crushed it. I tapped its stopper toggle and jumped off to my bathroom so I can wash my face and brush my teeth. After those two process passed, I sat in front of my mirror and applied a black eye liner, foundation, and dark chocolate mascara, along with my peachy beige gloss, and my multiple shades of light brown eye shadow. Now that the face is presentable, (I thought to myself), I headed to the closet to put on my leather mini jacket and my white skinny jeans, along with my black and white vertically striped shirt. I assorted it with my white converse that was black laced, which was a perfect match to my entire wear. Glasses hanged though my shirt and my bag on my hold, I went down stairs since the time was 7:50 am already. My hair didn’t have that much time to be dealt with, but personally I never worry about my hair because it was done at the dresser 2 days ago (Big bangs).

The car arrived at 8:00 am sharp and I was glad it was precise in timing so that I wouldn’t be late; I went in as I noticed Ginger was already inside. We hugged and I started analysing what she was wearing. Her outfit was consisting of a jeans mini shorts and a BeBe black tank top, assorted with a jeans mini jacket and, and a comfy black closed flats for leg wear. “Looking good Gee! I love the whole casual outfit look! It really suites you!” I said to Ginger after analysing her appearance. “Look who’s talking about looking sharp and daring! Buddy you look even better I assure you! “Ginger replied with the enthusiastic smile she drew on her face.

“Little Mix here we come!!” I yelled in the car and me and Ginger started laughing out of excitement. “The Grand Ester Hotel ladies; you equipment are already set in the room and these are your sketches from Mrs. Stina.” The driver announced once we reached, while handling the folders to Ginger. “Thank you, we will be calling you once we are done to pick us up back to the fashion house.” I announced in reply with a thankful smile. As we went inside the concierge greeted us and open the hotel door for us as a welcome. We then headed directly to the reception desk at the hotel and asked the employee: “We are being expected by the band Little Mix, by now; we are the designers from Stylista’s Fashion House.”
Ginger said politely as I smiled to re-assure what she said. “Certainly, let me please confirm ... Ginger Rale and Violet Starling?” the receptionist asked us to confirm. “Yes you are correct.” I replied pulling out my ID card from my bag. “Very well, welcome to the hotel; Robert will be escorting you to the sweet.” The receptionist replied as she rang the bell to call the security employee Robert. “Right this way lady.” Robert said while guiding us to the elevator. He pressed the 12 floor, while I and Ginger were looking at each other with that excitement smile; waiting to arrive. The elevator door opened as Robert waited for us to get out first out of respect and etiquette; that made us really feel like royalty as Ginger and I gazed at each other from astonishment. “Room 411 ladies, here you go.” Robert announced as he inserted the key and opened the door for us. “Thank you Robert really.” Ginger said out of gratitude.


We entered the suite and we were just gazing all over the lobby where we saw our stuff on the table, organized and settled as in we were in a castle service. “Good morning ladies, how are we today?” Jesy Nelson, Leigh-Anne Pinnock, and Jade Thirlwall appeared in front of us from their rooms to greet us; we were in complete shock... “Um... hello good morning I am Violet Starling and this is Ginger Rale; we are more than pleased to meet you girls honestly we love your work.” I replied to them while wondering where did I get all of this confidence from. (I thought I would be speechless to be honest). Ginger smiled and waved after she dropped the files on the table. “Zayn! God I beg you don’t come now! Listen we’ll talk I promise, but not right now I have a fitting for my dress for MTV Awards; love you.” Said the forth member, Perrie Edwards, as she entered the lobby. “I’m terribly sorry; you know how boys are ya? Ha-ha.” Perrie said to both Ginger and I as a humorous apology. “Well Little Mix shall we start taking measurements if you don’t mind?” Ginger popped that confidence sentence out of now where. “Sure Love! Let’s get on with it” Perrie Edwards, Jesy Nelson, Leigh-Anne Pinnock, and Jade Thirlwall replied together. “Miss Edwards, I’ll take your measurements while Miss Nelson will be assisted with my colleague Ginger.” I said professionally with full respect. “Sure, but on one condition, please girls we are as young as you are; just refer to us by our names that would be more than fantastic! Ha- ha!” replied Jesy with complete humble and delight. “Lol, sure Jesy, will do “I replied while Ginger laughed. “ “Perrie if you won’t mind and you raise your arms so I can take the measurements?” I said as I went to Perrie with the measuring tape. “Sure, don’t worry here we go!” Perrie replied as she did what I asked her to do.

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