??DIARY OF
THE WATTERSON??
(Loveswept to you..☔)
CHAPTER 22&23
By: Ariel Mirabel?
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S•W Couture**
“Wow! This is the dress I’m gonna wear? It’s beautiful” Monica exclaimed when the dress was brou-ght in the tailoring room.
“You like it? I’m glad…” Stephanie smiled.
“Here’s the male model’s dress” Nora, their main designer said.
“Just remaining one person” Scarlett said.
“You mean me?” Jackson walked in…
? Fu-ck me! Jackson Andrez!
? The 1st in the rank of male model! Pinch me!!
? I know he’s a kid but dàmn!! He looks so Fu-cking hot!!
Jackson smiled at the comments be kept receiving from the designers and workers present.
Monica’s face immediately fell. Just the fact that she’s gonna be modeling with him makes her wanna throw up.
“I’m glad you came on time Jack, here go check your dress and make sure it’s okay” Scarlett said.
“Sure Scar” He smiled.
One of the designers led him to the dressing room. Stephanie faced Monica.
“Stop frowning and let’s start getting you ready, you’ve never modeled before remember?” Stephanie said
“Okay” Monica said.
“Now can we see you catwalk?” Scarlett said
Monica nodded and began cat walking, striking various poses as she walked.
“Not good enough, start all over” Stephanie said.
Monica sighed and went back to the sp-ot she started walking. She cat walked again.
“Still not it” Scarlett sighed
Monica Gr0-ned and went back to start it all over.
“That’s not it” Jackson said, coming out of the dressing room. He already tried the dress, now he’s in his normal wear.
Monica looked at him… Jackson walked closer to her.
“You lack grace and flexibility and also the way you walk doesn’t portray confidence and boldness” Jackson said, looking down at her since he was way taller than her.
“Blah blah blah” Monica mimicked his voice and rolled eyes, looking elsewhere.
“It’s good that Jackson is an expert. Jack, please teach her” Stephanie said.
“But..,”
“Moni!!” Scarlett and Stephanie chorused.
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La Ty Designs**
“What?! No!!” Tara screamed angrily.
“I told you to make Jackson your male model by all possible means sis!” Tara yelled.
“Will you lower it down?! I tried my best but you know he’s closer to the Watterson than our family, he’s modeling for their company” Tony said.
“I hàte this…Fu-ck!!” Tara sneered.
“I can’t let that Monica forgive Jackson… No!, she must keep hàting him…” Tara thought.
“Tara, since Jackson won’t be our model… I hired another one, Joel” Tony said and a jovial guy walked in the office.
Tara looked at him from head to toe before rolling her eyes, looking elsewhere.
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Uncompleted building**
It was 3pm but due to the smokes and dusts produced by the nearby industries, the area around there looked so dark and gloomy.
Inside the building was a table with two chairs. On the first chair was a man who looked like he was in his late fourties. He was sitting gallantly on the chair, a leg crossed on the other.
He smiled out and his sole golden tooth glimmered from his mouth. On the table in front of him was dollars, hu-ge sum of money.
Surrounding him were men who were heavily armed, each carrying guns in their hand. The air was calm and serene.
Suddenly footsteps were heard and not long after, a young looking man appeared. Behind him were his men.
He stopped in front of the older man. The man smiled and gestured him to sit which he obeyed.
“Nice doing business with you” The man smiled.
The young looking man didn’t speak but just placed the bag he came with on the table. The old man opened the bag and brou-ght out one of the packet found in it.
He took a small knife and to-re the packet then tasted the content of the packet before smiling.
“100% pure marijuàna” The man smiled.
“I don’t sell fake products.” The young man replied.
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“This is the building right?” Lucy asked, looking at the uncompleted building in front of her.
“Yes ma’am… Transaction is currently going on” The man standing on her left said.
“Okay, good. We’ll kîll two fishes at once” Lucy said and lifted up the hu-ge snipper gun, placing it on her shoulder.
She was wearing a black singlet with an army printed trousers on brown boots, her hair was tied up in a pony tail.
“Let’s go, remember your positions..” Lucy said.
Her men nodded and they dispersed, surrounding the building. They silently began infiltrating it.
Lucy took her direction too. She climbed the stairs of an uncompleted building adjacent to the one the men were.
Lucy brou-ght out her snipper and aimed at the room the men were. She turned on the sound detector to listen to their conversation.
“It’s settled then…” The old man said and shook hands with the young man..
“Actually I’m not the boss, just his representative” The young man said.
“I know”
Lucy smiled when she heard it
“I knew it..” Lucy muttered and then aimed clearly at the young man’s head.
The old man frowned when he saw a red dot on the forehead of the young man
“What’s-”
Before he could finish what he meant to say. A bullet flew just few inches from his head, ramming into the head of the young man
He dropped down,,, obviously déad.
“Who did this?!.” The old man questioned, already bringing out his gun.
He looked at where the bullet came from and just the next building, he saw Lucy who winked at them.
“Fu-ck!!”
Almost immediately, the door got broke and those who came with Lucy rushed in the room.
A shooting spree began…
“This is gonna be fun” Lucy smiled.
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Runaway show**
It was almost 7pm and all those who were involved in the fashion runaway show was present. Different fashion industry were present with their different designs.
Those who came to watch the show were present. Melody, Andrew, Phoebe, Skye, Ash, Ursula, Arnold and Julia were all present.
“Who are you gonna support. Your crush or your friend.” Ash asked Skye who was sitting next to him.
Ursula looked at Ash and Skye. She sighed before looking away.
The four judges were present already, everything was set ready for the show to begin.
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“You got this okay? You can do it..” Scarlett encouraged Monica who was getting nervous.
“Yes” Monica said, taking de-ep breaths to calm down.
She was dressed already, looking so beautiful..
“And now it’s time for the…”
They heard the MC speaking. Stephanie walked up to them and held Monica’s shoulder.
“You’re a Watterson and a Watterson always wins…got it” Stephanie smiled.
Monica smiled and nodded. Her gaze went to Jackson who was standing behind them, looking at them. She quickly looked away…
“You two are number 5 and it’s already number 3. Go!.” Scarlett said.
Monica nodded and stood. Scarlett left with Stephanie.
“Good luck” Jackson smiled.
“Don’t talk to me. Just because we’re doing this together doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven you, I still hàte you two” Monica said and walked away..
Jackson smiled and dipped his hands in his pocket, following her.
“And now it’s time for S•W Couture to show us what they’ve got” The MC, with her French accent said.
Clap-s and screams showered the hall. It slowly died down when the lights went off. What came up was the red lights.
Monica’s shadow could be seen. Suddenly the red lights went off and the normal lights came back on.
Skye’s jaw dropped to the floor when he beheld Monica. She stood there, looking so beautiful yet scared.
Monica took de-ep breaths as she looked at all the eyes which was on her, her heartbeat increa-sed.
Tony smi-rked from where she was standing before leaving.
Monica’s stood still on her sp-ot, swallowing nothing down her throat.
Scarlett and Stephanie closed their eyes as they lost hopes.
Suddenly, Monica felt a hand on her wa-ist. She looked at the hand and then at the person to see it was none other than Jackson.
Clap-s immediately flooded the whole hall when the young girls beheld their idols.
“Follow my lead” Jackson whispered to her and she had no choice than to nod.
They mode walked gracefully along the aisle, looking so perfect..
Monica was wearing a milk colored long gown which hu-gged her body. The gown had a long slit on it from her middle thi-gh downwards. Her hair was curled up and was allowed to flow freely.
Jackson on the other hand was wearing a black perfectly sewed suit but he was wearing the coat but rather hung it on one of his shoulders. The three first bu-tton of his white shirt was left unbu-ttoned showing off his muscular che-st and his tie hung loosely on his ne-ck.
They stopped in front of the judges and then striked various poses. Jackson held her wa-ist and leaned closer to her with both li-ps pa-rted.
Monica placed her hand on his che-st and looked at the camera, giving them her fierce looks..
Jackson then sat on a chair and Monica placed her left leg on it, expo-sing her thi-gh from the slit. She held Jackson’s thi-gh and pulled him closer to him with their li-ps just few inches apa-rt before stopping.
The cameramen just kept taking as much photos as they could per minute. The judges already made their notes.
Jackson and Monica curtsied before leaving the stage.
Ursula stopped clapping and looked at Skye. He had his fists folded as he glared at Jackson. Ursula smiled.
When she saw that Ash caught her smiling, she looked away.
The various presentation kept going on. Tara did hers with Joel and it was little it similar to that of Jackson and Monica.
It took an hour before the presentation was over. Now it now took another 30 minutes for the judges to make their choice.
They now called upon all the models on stage.
“To make a choice was quite tough coz each and every designs here was good. The models were perfect but like every shows, she must have a winner.” The make judge said and opened the paper.
The whole room was quiet as some were anxious, some were nervous, some were impatient.
“Second runner up we have.. L-DESIGNS.” He said and the audience clapped for them. The clap-s diéd down in few minutes.
“First runner up here goes to… La Ty Designs” He said and clap-s followed.
“No!” Tara screamed.
“I lost again to them” Tony cursed.
“And now the winner of the America’s fashion runaway show is…”
Monica kept bi-ting her nails…
Scarlett and Stephanie kept bi-ting their nails…
Arnold and Julia kept bi-ting their nails….
The main judge opened the envelope and smiled.
“S•W….Courture!!!!” He exclaimed.
The hall was in an uproar..
“Yes!! Those are our daughter!!” Arnold exclaimed while Julia laughed.
“Yes!!” Monica screamed and jumped. She didn’t even know when she hu-gged Jackson.
Scarlett and Stephanie came upstage. Monica rushed to them and hu-gged them ti-ghtly as the flowers poured on them.
Other fashion industry came to congratulate them.
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Later**
Scarlett walked out of the restroom with a smile on her face. Who wouldn’t smile after winning.
She Gr0-ned loudly when she remember that she had to go back to that boring place called marital home.
Her family already went back home so it was just her.
She began walking to the garage where she parked her car but something just felt off, she felt like she was being followed.
She looked back buy could see no one. Scarlett shrugged and continued her way.
As she was approaching her car, she dipped her hand in her handbag to bring out her car keys when suddenly someone covered her mouth from behind.
She began struggling with the person but the person was holding her ti-ght. As a quick reflex, she elbowed the person on the stomach.
The person Gr0-ned and released her. Scarlett took to her heels and began running but she could hear the person chasing her.
She quickly his behind one of the numerous cars in the parking before bringing out her phone. She dialed the first number which came her mind.
The number rung and rung but didn’t pick up. She dialed the number again, her heart slamming against its ribcage.
Finally, it picked.
“Hello?”
“Help me… I’m being chased by,,, ahh!!” Scarlett screamed as the person dragged her out of her hiding sp-ot. Her phone eventually fell off.
“Hello? Hello?” The caller said.
T.B.C