MEHR CREATIONS

DREAMFUL     CHAPTER:18                         ... "Your answer was doubtlessly beautiful.", Edwin said, the next morning at the gym, while Destiny was taking a water break after her jog. Destiny rolled her eyes, "You don't know how it feels to not have a dad, Edwin.".He slightly laid back and stretched his arms, "You're right. I don't know how it feels to not have a dad...but, I know how it feels to not have parents", he replied. Destiny's head shot up, who was busy treating her shoe bite. Tears started to slowly fill her eyes when he said that. Of course, she was an emotional wreck. "You don't have parents...?", she asked, in a voice as low, she could hardly hear herself. He didn't meet her eye but shook his head. "I'm so sorry, Edwin...I didn't know-".He shook his head again. "It's no problem.", he said with a weak smile and finally met her eye. Till he looked at her, she already had a t...

DREAMFUL       CHAPTER:17                     ... As Destiny looked around herself, she quietly thanked Rylee for giving her suggestion of NOT wearing black, because every single girl appeared to be wearing black, if not, then several other darker shades of blue...she felt unique looking at all of them. Destiny walked her way toward the audition building and into the waiting room where she picked an empty seat. She looked around herself to find girls chatting away, laughing, giggling, everyone's face caked with a thousand layers of foundation and concealer. Sitting right in front of her chair, several distances away was  Stephanie-her balayage highlights looked as fresh as the last time Dez saw her. She looked flawless in a black and white evening with black smokey eyes and an almost black lipstick(which looked horrible on her extra-fair face). She gave Destiny a wicked smile and went back to scrolling on her phone. "...

DREAMFUL       CHAPTER:16                      ... " That's a unique theme they have selected for this year.", Rylee said when Destiny told her the theme for her ramp walk test. "I was thinking of black-" "No, no, no, not at all!", Rylee said, interrupting her and keeping the coffee mug on the table. "Dez, if you would wear black-", she started to say when she was again interrupted by the ring of her phone. She looked at the screen and her eyes lit up as she smiled. It was someone whom Rylee hadn't named...just made three red hearts as a contact name which Destiny guessed must be her boyfriend. "Just a second.", she said and went out of the room.' Probably her boyfriend... ', Destiny thought to herself as she picked up the Vogue magazine kept on the table, and started turning the pages, though she had read that months' Vogue copy over two times. "Please! Each time you want to go to that restaurant. I feel like y...

DREAMFUL       CHAPTER:15                       ... "And you didn't even call him up for coffee?", Mrs. Decker asked, looking at Destiny. "Well...no...", Dez replied, unsure of what to say. "That's bad, Dez. A boy just dropped you home and you just came out without even calling him upstairs?", Grace said with a half-smile and tsked. Destiny rolled her eyes, "Guys! It's not that he helped me or anything-" "He did help you, Dez! That is sooo ungrateful!", Grace said, cutting off her sisters' sentence. "Okay, okay.Fine! Girls, cool down!", Mrs. Decker said before their 'talk' took the turn of an 'argument' which happened all.the.time. "Yeah, mom, you're right. I'm in no mood to argue anyway!", Destiny said and went to her room. She opened her laptop to check her inbox and saw a new mail in the list. It was from the pageant. Her heart started beating faster as she clicked on the ma...

DREAMFUL       CHAPTER:14                       ... It had been a week since Destiny had met Rylee Smith and kicked off her catwalk practice. She was getting better day by day. Her feet turned and twirled and hurt like hell in the initial days of walking on the ramp with stilettos, but it was better now...she was slowly getting the hang of it."This is model life!", Rylee had said when Dez complained about her leg cramps. The only thing which made Destiny going was her determination and her dad's dream of her becoming a model someday. Though she hadn't seen or spoken to Edwin since the day he returned her diary, he didn't show up at the gym the whole week. She thought of questioning Lucas-her gym trainee but later dropped the idea as she wasn't sure whether it'll be 'okay' to ask him. It was a Thursday and Destiny was walking on the pavement, returning home(with her head in her mobile, busy texting with Ivy) from Rylee...

DREAMFUL     CHAPTER:13                               ... Rylee led her to a room which was not just a room, It was a room in paradise, a place Destiny fell in love with when she was only six years old. It was a catwalk runway with actual lights, sparkle, bling, and dazzle. It was a low-heightened stage, Destiny walked up the ramp(in complete awe) and said, "Rylee...this is magic...this can't be possibly real!" "I know, this room took six months to get over!".Destiny looked around the room. It was certainly heaven. It was no less than an actual catwalk runway. Whoever was the interior designer for the room, had truly done a magnificent job...the right kind of colors, bling, sparkle, and the placement of everything brought a glamorous vibe. She saw framed pictures on both the walls. On closer inspection, Dez got it. It was nobody but Rylee herself in those pictures, looking nothing but flawless...it were...

DREAMFUL       CHAPTER:12                      ... "It's alright, Dez-", Ivanna started but Destiny was in no mood to listen. "Alright? Ivy, he read through my diary, I write personal stuff in there which I like keeping to myself! Things I don't even tell you and you say it's alright?!" "But at least he passed your interview?", Ivanna said with a wink and smile. Destiny rolled her eyes and went back to organizing her (exceedingly messed up) drawer. "I don't understand what kind of a best friend are you? You need to be supporting me, Ivy. He read my diary. D.I.A.R-" "I don't think spelling the word will make you go in the past and let him not read it. Anyway, tell me what you wrote that you're so possessive about?", Ivy questioned, eating the macaroni, Mrs. Decker had prepared. Destiny nodded her head as she took a black dress out of her drawer and said, "This one looks cute, doesn't it?" "Spill...