"Persuade me," Rose said frowning as she folded her hand on her chest.

"I took modelling classes when I was young," Anna began her persuasion with pride.

" She has more recent job than you do."

"I am prettier."

"She has a nicer body."

Rose answer made Anna annoyed as she threw her hand around Rose's shoulder and pulled her neck with her elbow making sure not to hurt her sister.

"Hey stop it," Rose said tapping on her sister's elbow.

"Promise to give me the job," Anna answered determined to keep her elbow where it was forgetting her sister was stronger..

"No," Rose answered sharply removing her sister's hand and threw her sister on the bed with her hands held behind. "Careful," Rose said patting her sister's back gently and walked to her table in the living area.

"Ouch. You are cruel," Anna complained. "You are annoyed right?"

"No I am not. I think you should rest at home. I heard about a well known modelling agency. I will make a request. I don't mind a newbie."

"You are broke." Anna closed Rose's laptop and leaned on the study table. "You will never fight me back except we are on the mat. But you almost broke my hands."

"Sorry. I needed to stop you so that I could find a model," Rose apologized immediately.

"I sad I will do it. Now you are being cruel by ignoring me," Anna complained with a slight pout of her lower lips trying her best to look like a wronged puppy.

"Fine. You have the job but I will beat you up really hard if you fail me," Rose warned sternly as she leaned back on her study chair.

"Sister, have you ever thought of changing a few things around in this room? It looks too much of a little girl's room than a beautiful teenager's room," Anna suggested staring around her sister's room that looked just too the same. Almost every time she gets an opportunity, she wants to change a few things around her room but Rose obviously did not care much.

"It has only been two years. I might want to change a few things and reduce the pink in the room when I turn twenty," Rose answered bored by her sister's never ending stream of questions.

Anna suddenly pulled Rose up from her seat and hugged her tightly. "I am sorry and excited about this competition. I will do my best," Anna promised sincerely.

"Ok. Thanks you for helping too," Rose appreciated patting her sister's back.

"Stay close by to protect me if that bastard shows up."

"Together, we will beat him and give his body to sharks," Rose suggested when they separated.

"Great idea but that is not an elegant thing to say young lady."

The two smiled together.

"Where I'd the dress? I want to see it again," Anna asked.

"I took it back to school."

"Why?!"

" I only brought it home for you to try it out. It will be in school till the day of the competition afterwards, you can leave with it."

"Okay then."

***

"I promised to do the make up for your model," Debby reminded Rose as she sat down beside Scott.

"Oh . . . Could I trust your skill?" Rose asked unsure if Debby's make up skill.

"Yeah. You can. Why did you need to tell your sister about me?" Debby asked Anna a little offended.

"Well, her family owns the biggest cosmetic company in the world. One if her sister is a plastic surgeon well known all over the world and the other is a popular make up artist. Her brother is the heir," Anna narrated.

"Are you really a friend? You don't know anything about me," Debby said obviously displeased.

"Sorry I will try to know better about you guys," Rose apologized sincerely with a slight bow of her head to lighten the mood.

"My family own a game company," Wayne said removing his reading glasses and dropped it on the table with a playful proud smile. "My family also own a taxi company, although it is not the best in the country. Jace's dad is our competitor."

" He also wears that glasses for fun. He always said he wanted to look like a nerd that is why he wears but most people don't know," Anna added.

"Now you know," Debby added.

"Wow, it actually looks good on you but to be frank, you look better without your reading glasses," Rose commented when she noticed how bright his brown eyes were.

"No you can't change my mind but thanks for the compliment," Wayne appreciated with a slight blush on his face.

"My family . . .," Jace began but stopped when he noticed Anna glaring at him.

"Don't rub it on our face that your father happens to be the richest man in B country," she interrupted him. "You guys own almost every business in the world."

"That's a lie," Jace objected feeling bad.

"My dad runs the entertainment world. He has a TV station and a lot of cinemas. You all know my mother," Anna said ignoring Jace's wronged expression.

"You are actually the person rubbing it off on my face," Jace told her with playful frown.

"Anna is a narcissist don't be too shocked. She has gotten better. In the past, she will not hesitate to tell you she is beautiful or something else about herself."

"That is cute," Jace mumbled. "Well you all know what my family own. So, . . ."

"I don't know," Rose replied wanting to hear it all from Jace's lips.

"They own a security company," Anna answered before Jace could part his lips to talk.

"They own a taxi company," Wayne added immediately.

"They own buildings and lands everywhere," it was Debby's turn to speak.

"There is nothing more," Jace lied to make them stop it with a smile.

They all looked at his flushed face and began laughing together at him.

***

Rose friends supported her in every way as she prepared for her show. The show began in the evening and everything went well with the fashion show each models did well and ten of the designers out of twenty of them got eliminated.

But the host suddenly brought up something. Valerie was shocked to see Anna walk on the runway again after so many years in a dress that spoke of how excellent it's maker's talent was. The dresses got a stand up ovation from most of the audience.

When the ten remaining designers assembled, a lot of the people in the audience were shocked by the resemblance between Rose and Valerie. Valerie felt it was going to be a bad thing for both Rose and herself if people begin talking about how she might have helped the girl win since the judges and everyone else was please with the job.

Her worries was lifted when a complain got to the host and someone requested for the show to be repeated. They wanted each designer to cut and saw the clothes right before the whole world with cameras all around the room to be used.

Valerie trusted that Rose did not cheat so she was not worried in any way. The judges were given the right to decide if the show takes that direction even after they decided who the winner was.

Rose rubbed her fingers against each other behind her back. She could feel sweat run down her back as she heard the announcement. The judges agreed completely and host asked the participants for their opinion and they agreed including Rose.

They were just beginners but they were given a short time to cut the materials provided in the room and sew it. The host asked for a new designer and so, Rose stood at her table in their work room and immediately designed a new dress. They wanted a cloth made with the original theme.

historical

Anna was her model and she had to look good in the cloth. Remembering all she needed to remember about Anna, she sketched a new dress.

The glanced at the clock on the wall and began cutting the fabric.

***

"Will she be able to do it?" Wayne asked worriedly as he watched the screen with his friends.

"Yes, don't jinx it all," Debby answered.

"I heard it was all planned from the beginning," Anna said as her legs shook nervously.

"Yeah I think so too," Debby agreed whole heatedly. "When I stepped in here and saw the screen I was wondering what it was meant for but they actually put it here for this."

"I pray they don't do this during the music talent show," Wayne said rubbing his hands together as though praying hard for life.

"I wonder how they can do this during the music talent show it does not make sense," Debby argued with him as she felt really nervous for her friend and wanted to find something to ease it.

Wayne sensed that a quickly raised his hands up admitting defeat or she might really go on.