Emily felt like she had just declared war. It involved cute hair clips and dresses covered in ruche and lace, but it was war nonetheless. The next day, just as she expected, the reviews for the fashion show said practically nothing about her designs. The one person who mentioned it said it was too derivative of the 50s style and not unique enough. What she didn't completely expect was to see Ruby's so-called originals receive high praise from the critics. Emily was excited that the critics approved of 'Ruby's' work, which was basically her own work. The downside, of course, was that she basically had to start over. If she tried to use any of the original designs she had shown Ruby, she would now get accused of copying that lowly cheat.Those dresses had been reflective of all her work, so now she was faced with the formidable task of completely remaking her own style."At least I learned a valuable lesson," she said to Byron over drinks, "Never show my designs to someone I don'

Katie was startled at first, but quickly regained her composure and kept walking and smiling. She did some masterful turns to show off the outfit from all angles while the deafening music kept demolishing everyone's ear drums.Emily walked swiftly out of the hall to see what was happening. The room next door, a big hall just like the one she had rented, had a sign on it that said "Metal-head Convention: free beer and heavy metal."Just her luck! Emily entered the metal room, hoping to ask them to keep the volume down just a little.Inside, people were dancing and jumping about to the music. Operating the turntables in a Raging Horticulturalist hoodie was none other than her old friend Ruby. This explained everything. Now Emily knew who had stolen her signs. She called the front desk, asking them if anything could be done about the loud music. The reply was that the metal convention had a right to be there, although the receptionist would ask them to turn the volume down.Meanwhil

Emily woke up at Byron's place to a grey morning with a gloomy, overcast sky. Usually Byron woke up earlier than her, but this time he was still asleep. She could tell it was one of those days when Byron was feeling out of sorts. He frowned as he awoke and responded somewhat listlessly to her good morning kiss.Since his treatment started, he still had days like this, but usually Emily didn't have time to stay with him throughout the whole day. She knew he was probably out of danger because he promised to call her if he ever had suicidal thoughts again."I'm going to bring you breakfast," Emily said, slipping out of bed.She had the whole day off following the busy run-up to the fashion show, and she was looking forward to taking care of Byron. The walker just returned with Rupert, having taking him on his early morning stroll and allowing them to sleep in. Emily opened the door so Rupert could go in the bedroom."No, Rupert, not the drool," Byron complained.Emily giggled and t

Returning to the city after the amazing weekend wasn't as disappointing as it seemed at first. Emily noticed a change in Byron; although he was back at work, and it was still the bleakest winter season, his heavy mood seemed to have lifted.It scared her a little that she admitted her love for him. Somehow she had pictured her life going differently. She had the idea of traveling the world and meeting many different men before falling in love with someone. But then who said she still couldn't travel the world?Emily felt refreshed and ready to attack her goals with new energy. She had been on the verge of giving up on her fashion venture, but she decided to keep fighting until she faced either absolute defeat or victory.There was one other thing she could do to get more publicity for her fashions: enter a competition. She discovered that there was a designer face-off planned for young designers under 30, and the winner would get their work featured in a national fashion magazine.

The models only had a few minutes to put on the new clothes. At least this time the ladies were thrilled with their outfits. Everything was made of denim and flannel, not the most chic fabrics, but the geometric shapes of the clothes were amazingly flattering and comfortable to wear. Emily had made some fancy designs with folds and ruffles for each dress, blouse, and skirt. There were even some cute sun hats adding a classy touch to the look.Finally the models were ready to present the clothes before the judges. It was a hurricane of colors and textures on the runway. Each designer got different materials. Some were challenged by having to work with just a single color and built amazing shapes with it. Another got all silk and made cool, flowing gowns. One got nothing but cotton and managed to create both business and evening clothes with it.Emily and Katie watched from backstage as each group of models strutted up to the runway."I'm changing my mind about becoming a model,"