Iva's POV :

Cody left early from the shop as he had a date with a jaw dropping gorgeous girl with great ass, as described by Cody.

Adreano entered the shop. He was not alone this time. A girl was standing next to him. Their arms were intertwined with each other. For a moment I was shocked.

Adreano was in his shirt. The sleeves folded up to the elbow. His other hand were in his pocket while the other busy mingling with the girl's hand.

"Wait. Let me guess." She placed her long beautiful fingers on her chin thinking something. "You want Cranberry right?" She said to Adreano. He smiled slightly and nodded a yes in response.

No doubt she was beautiful. From her hairs to her heels, everything was perfect.

"And you will have Chocolate cookies right?" He asked her.

"You still remember?" She asked in surprise.

"Of course I remember. You used to eat kilos of them in school. It's hard to forget." He winked at her

What's happening? Just utter the order and carry your winking and holding hands out of the shop. This is not a romantic place! I wanted to shout at them. But, somehow I managed to control my mouth.

"Can we have Chocolate and Cranberry cookies please." She placed her hand of the counter while ordering. I noticed her manicured nails which were glistening like crystal.

"Please wait for a moment Ma'am. I will be back in two minutes." I went in the kitchen.They sat at the small table.

While I was packing the cookies, I heard them talking about how they ran to this shop immediately after leaving school. They were laughing and cracking jokes about some school friends.

Is she a model? Her features are so strong and alluring. Sharp nose, luscious hairs and a welcoming smile. Everything is so damn perfect about her. I have never her seen on magazines. Oh wait. I don't read magazines. I just take a glance on the covers while walking across newspaper and magazine stalls.

Whatever.

"Here's your order Ma'am" I placed the cookie box neatly tied with a ribbon.

"Thank you."

Adreano paid the money and they left.

Adreano not even looked at me once. I am not bothered about it. Why would he look at me? But atleast he could have made contact while paying. But he didn't.

Are they both in love? I think they are siblings. They look quite similar.

No they are not siblings. You idiot. My inner self interrupted.

If not siblings. Then of course best friends. They were talking about school all the time. Their childhood. About their pranks.

They seemed more than best friends. Didn't you saw him winking at her? Their hands weren't separated from each other for a second. They are one step ahead of friendship. And you know what is that thing.

I think you are right. They are in love. He didn't even glanced at me once. You know what? I don't care. It's their life. They will do whatever they want. I even thinking about them.

You are still thinking about him.

Shutup!

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My phone rang. Ana's drunken face was flashing on the screen. She's looking so funny. She has changed this contact picture hundred times and I every time I replaced them with this.

"Hey Ana."

"Hey, What's up?"

"Closing the shop. Heading home."

"Okay. Can you meet me now?"

"Alex is alone at home. Mom asked me to go home early."

"Okay. No problem."

"Is it important? You can tell me on phone."

"No. Meet me tomorrow at the coffee house."

"Okay." I ended the call.

I stepped in the coffee house. Ana was already waiting for me. She sat at the corner tables which were lined across the big glass wall through which pedestrians, food stalls and vehicles were visible.

She dialled someone's number and my phone started ringing. I went near her and kept the phone on the table. She looked at my phone and ended the call.

"Please change the picture. It's so ugly." She scoffed.

"Never. It's my favourite." I sat on the puffy chair. It was so comfortable.

"How's your week going?" She asked.

"Not bad." I said thinking about Adreano and the girl he was glued to. Ugh! Why still thinking about him?

"Same here. This week seems to be quite exhausting for me."

"Why?"

"Iva. My exams are near! You agreed to become my model. Remember?" She emphasized on the the last word.

"Of course I remember." I lied.

How I forgot the modelling thing? I wanted to tell her I am backing out. But I couldn't. She will feel bad. She has done so much and I have to repay. This exam is very important for her.

"Twenty days are remaining. I am all ready with the designs. The stitching. Almost ready with everything. Only one thing is left - Preparing my model."

"What preparing? I have to wear the clothes and walk the ramp. That's it."

Ana was smiling. A wicked smile. I stopped and remembered what I said moments ago. And then, I realized. Walking on the ramp! I don't know how to walk. I am so damn screwed.

"I have to practice the walk right?" I asked already knowing the answer. Still hoping a fairy to swirl her wand and change Ana's decision of making me her model.

"Yes. You have to practice the walk. After all you the model. My whole design depends on you."

"But, you know my working hours. When I will practice?" I asked in a mild tone.

Still waiting for the fairy.

"No worries. Dad has arranged the place for our practice. No one will be there to disturb us." She said excitingly.

I think the fairy is dead.

She continued, "I will pick you from the shop at seven and we will practice till nine."

"But.." I said and she interrupted.

"I have reasons for your 'BUT' Miss. Iva Jones. For the next twenty days, I will be your driver, your butler, your designer. I know you will be tired working all day. What do you think, I will grab you to my home and tell you to work?"

"Listen Ana.."

"Shhh.. talking here. After picking you up we'll first go to eat somewhere or sometimes take a parcel and we'll eat them at home while working. You take some rest. You just have to practice the walk."

"I don't know. The idea of walk is freaking me out." I sighed.

"It's not going to be like running 100 kilometres everyday with bunch of weights tied at the ankles. It's not Olympics. It's a beautiful, simple exam with great judges and famous guests.

"You are always prepared Ana. I can't move my lips right now."

"This means you are out of excuses. Thank God! My throat has dried." She sighed a big relief.

I laughed at her expression.

"There's always a war going on between me and your EXCUSES. Don't you know, you can never beat me with that?"

"I know. Still I try."

She ordered two Espresso.

"Ana, you have to make sure of one thing." I said.

"And what's that?"

"You are a student of one the top most school of fashion around the world. No doubt, there will be big and famous people to watch the show. There are going to be journalists, photographers, editors and many more with high designations. Me walking the ramp means I will be exposed to a large mass and that's what my biggest fear is. He will see me."

Ana held my hands, "Iva, he is in jail. How can he see you? Even if he sees you he won't identify you. I will give you a makeover and no one will know you are the same girl from the coffee shop walking the ramp."

"But, what if he gets to know I am the same girl." I asked.

"Thinking about him chasing me make me sick. I get goosebumps." I said swiping the sweat away from my forehead.

"How will he chase you? He has got life imprisonment. Stop thinking about him Iva please."

"You are right. I shouldn't think about him."

"Good."

We had our espresso. I went back to the shop and Ana went to her school.

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Next update on Sunday.

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