"Mom, why am I here?" I asked. Today after school, my mother texted me to come to her office along with the Pandorgriffs.After the contract has been signed yesterday I thought for sure that my job here was done, but nooo! She just has to call me here.Sure we don't have classes today since the teachers have a seminar or something, but that doesn't mean that she can just take that little happiness of mine and call me here. Boo!My mother only frowned. "I asked you yesterday to help with the preparation for the fashion show and you agreed, but clearly you were not listening." She was handing me clothes that were supposed to be the ones that The Pandrogriffs were about to showcase.

Joining the fashion show was never ever on my bucket list or life goals. Believe me. I don't want to join any fashion show again.But who was I to refuse? With my mother's dazzled eyes and the nonstop persuasiveness of her workers, I was left with no choice but to enter.Not as Hailey though(thank goodness) but as the witch named Felisha Hughes. You know, the cursed pink wig? Yeah. That's her.And since the purpose of me becoming Felisha is to hide my identity, the only people who knows about my secret is my parents, Kaila, some trusted employees, and of course the student councils.Days and weeks have passed. The rehearsals, diet, and fitting almost consumed all of my scheduled free time especially since I have to shar

A bunch of different brands showed off their own style for the school look and have their own unique signature look. Some were really freaking damn awesome while some were just plain weird. Models after models - male and female - entered the stage. As a new company brand starts, a host will be there to announce the name, and immediately, a screen would pop out and show the photoshoots in different scenes of the models and their outfits.Finally, it was our turn. "And now, the last brand will showcase their own unique style. Ladies and gentlemen; the Collin Couture!" Our brand name was called. The crowd cheered when they heard my mom's clothing line.The first batch of models went out. Strutting and posing at blazing cameras at the center stage just like we rehearsed. Smiling and looking proud and beautiful. An

I stifled a yawn as I got into my ready position. It was Monday again. A week has passed since the fashion show and this morning we have our gym class. Today is track and field, which requires all the students to run the whole field 5 times. You can see all the long faces in each student under the burning heat of the sun.At least the girls are, but most of the boys seemed keen on showing off as they did stretches and making sure to flex their muscles for the ladies."On the count of three, everyone will run. There will be no walking or jogging. I want to run. If I see you walking then expect that I will deduct it from your grade. You can only rest when you complete the 5 rounds!" Our gym t

Chapter 29 I answered it. "Hello?""Hailey? Hailey, dear. Come to the fancy cafe a few blocks from your father's restaurant. You know where that is, right?""Yeah? Why?""I’ll tell you later. I'll send Greg over to pick you up the gate 3. Hurry up!""Mom, what-?"The line went dead before I could ask for more. What on earth does my mom want now? I noticed four pairs of eyes on me. The Student Councils were all looking at me. Then I realize something. Whatever my mom wants from me, it is the perfect opportunity for me to get the heck out of here."Oh, gee. I'm sorry