25 Bet or leave (1/2)

The next days kept going like usually, Sam would wake up go to the designing school to train in the morning and go home to train his singing voice in the afternoon, the second round was incoming soon and he could slack off.

Before the second round though there was still the catwalk, after lots of training and time spent with Rena to think about the design of her outfit it was finally the day.

Rena had one advantage that her classmate didn't have, her model helper her think about the outfit while all her classmates hadn't even met their models, all they had been given was a piece of paper with all their measurements on it.

The outfit they had put so much effort on was finalized the day before the catwalk, Rena was barely on time as she wanted it to look perfect.

The outfit was made of four pieces :

A black jacket similar to a Chinese tangzhuang reaching to Sam's knees that had an opening on the middle.

A very simple white shirt underneath the jacket.

A pair of light white pants reaching to his ankles.

And finally a pair of suede classic shoes.

(Author note : I'm talking about the kind of classic shoes your wear with a suit, i tried writing ”suede classic shoes” on google and it doesn't look like what I'm describing and of course suede is the material.)

Everything was ready and already worn by a plastic mannequin in the class room, not only Rena's outfit but all her classmate's too were there, Rena's one didn't look the best there but it was definitely among the top three, she was a really talented girl.

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The next day, all the models were sitting in an adjacent room to the meeting hall they had arranged to look like a catwalk platform with the spectators stands and stuff, in front of thepodium were sitting 3 women and a man, each one holding a list of every model and the person who did the clothes.

Other than them all the school's teachers, some students and a few random people came to spectate, the students designers were also sitting there so that they can see their creation being worn.

In the models room, Sam had his make up and hairstyle done by Rena, his hair was now silver grey and fell on his eyebrows in a kind of messy haircut, his make up was very light and except some eyeliner to make his eyes more attractive and a bit of lipstick the rest was almost invisible.

The rest of the models all knew each other as they came from the same agency, the only one that didn't was Sam so most of them looked at him, after awhile a guy stood up and walked in front of him, Sam raised his head from his phone and looked at the guy.

He wasn't that handsome but had an outlined jawline and a good height, often it was enough to become a model, of course you had to have that thing that made you unique

« Who are you ? »

He asked Sam without any hint of sympathy

« Hello ? You should learn civility. »

Of course Sam wouldn't be sympathetic to a guy that didn't respect him.

« This contest is for the student of my school to showcase our appearance and ability, this isn't a place for you, you better leave fast. »

When they heard him say that, another two guys stood up and came behind him, they were obviously looking for trouble.