Sorry for the delay.
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We got back to my apartment and I got changed back into the clothes I was wearing before I had the piercing. “Now te need to go back to work to see if they have your dress for you”
“Ok” We drove back to where my dress was being made. “Aren’t te coming in Lucy?
”
“No sorry I have to go”
“Oh ok” I walked in to the large building and back into the lift up to the floor my dress was being made on. “We have finished” The man detto happily as I walked in. “Go try it on for me” I went and tried it on. I looked in the mirror it was amazing. “Wow te look amazing in that”
“Thank you” Then my boss walked in. “That looks fabulous on te and it’s a great dress. We start in here mostrare off your dress then we go to Italy” As soon as she mentioned about Italy it made me think of the Volturi. “Were in Italy?”
“Volterra of course” Oh crap the Volturi are in Volterra and we would be food. Well I’m not sure if they’d kill me but they’d kill everyone else. I went home and just threw myself onto my letto closing my eyes. When I opened my eyes again it was 8:00 in the morning. “Come on you. te and that dress of yours have to start touring”
“Really”
“Yes put it on” I put it on and she styled my hair for me. I found a pair of shoes that matched with it, but only just. I would have to design my own pair of shoes to go with it along with accessories. I walked outside and there was a limo. “Who’s here for that then?”
“That’s for you”
“Really”
“Yeah you’re a fashion designer”
“Wow” The door was opened for me and I climbed in. It was weird be treated like I was famous but I was going to have to get used to it. Then I noticed there was a man sat successivo to me. “Would te like some champagne miss?” Champagne whoa that’s a bit much. “Umm ok” He poured some into a glass for me and I drank all of it. I loved the taste and I’d never had alcohol before. “You look shocked”
“Yeah I am”
“Why?”
“Because I’ve never had alcohol before”
“Really”
“Yeah”
“Are te really that young o does alcohol not appeal to you”
“I’m eighteen”
“I was putting te down as sixteen”
“Why?”
“You look so young”
“That’s different to what I usually get told”
“What do te usually get told?”
“It doesn’t matter”
“Ok”
“I don’t know your name”
“I’m Thomas but please call me Tom”
“Ok”
“What’s your name?”
“Isabella but call me Bella”
“Ok”
“How old are you?”
“Eighteen”
“So we’re the same age. That’s good”
“Well it was nice talking to you. This is your stop I’m afraid”
“It was nice talking to te too” I got out and looked ahead. There were masses of people being held back da them police and a red carpet all the way to the door. I walked down it, people taking pictures of me as I went, something else I was going to have to get used to. My boss called me over to a tavolo where più people were sat. “Ok everyone this is Isabella Swan”
“Nice dress did te design that?”
“Thank te and yes I did” I sat at the tavolo with the other people, we talked and ate. The Cibo was amazing and so was the drink. When I walked out the building back to my limo the sky was black with the stars sparkling bright and people still had their cameras out taking pictures of me. I was driven to the airport. I presumed I had to go to Italy now. Body guards were with me until I got onto the plane. It was a private plane so I lead across the sofa and drifted away to sleep.
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We got back to my apartment and I got changed back into the clothes I was wearing before I had the piercing. “Now te need to go back to work to see if they have your dress for you”
“Ok” We drove back to where my dress was being made. “Aren’t te coming in Lucy?
”
“No sorry I have to go”
“Oh ok” I walked in to the large building and back into the lift up to the floor my dress was being made on. “We have finished” The man detto happily as I walked in. “Go try it on for me” I went and tried it on. I looked in the mirror it was amazing. “Wow te look amazing in that”
“Thank you” Then my boss walked in. “That looks fabulous on te and it’s a great dress. We start in here mostrare off your dress then we go to Italy” As soon as she mentioned about Italy it made me think of the Volturi. “Were in Italy?”
“Volterra of course” Oh crap the Volturi are in Volterra and we would be food. Well I’m not sure if they’d kill me but they’d kill everyone else. I went home and just threw myself onto my letto closing my eyes. When I opened my eyes again it was 8:00 in the morning. “Come on you. te and that dress of yours have to start touring”
“Really”
“Yes put it on” I put it on and she styled my hair for me. I found a pair of shoes that matched with it, but only just. I would have to design my own pair of shoes to go with it along with accessories. I walked outside and there was a limo. “Who’s here for that then?”
“That’s for you”
“Really”
“Yeah you’re a fashion designer”
“Wow” The door was opened for me and I climbed in. It was weird be treated like I was famous but I was going to have to get used to it. Then I noticed there was a man sat successivo to me. “Would te like some champagne miss?” Champagne whoa that’s a bit much. “Umm ok” He poured some into a glass for me and I drank all of it. I loved the taste and I’d never had alcohol before. “You look shocked”
“Yeah I am”
“Why?”
“Because I’ve never had alcohol before”
“Really”
“Yeah”
“Are te really that young o does alcohol not appeal to you”
“I’m eighteen”
“I was putting te down as sixteen”
“Why?”
“You look so young”
“That’s different to what I usually get told”
“What do te usually get told?”
“It doesn’t matter”
“Ok”
“I don’t know your name”
“I’m Thomas but please call me Tom”
“Ok”
“What’s your name?”
“Isabella but call me Bella”
“Ok”
“How old are you?”
“Eighteen”
“So we’re the same age. That’s good”
“Well it was nice talking to you. This is your stop I’m afraid”
“It was nice talking to te too” I got out and looked ahead. There were masses of people being held back da them police and a red carpet all the way to the door. I walked down it, people taking pictures of me as I went, something else I was going to have to get used to. My boss called me over to a tavolo where più people were sat. “Ok everyone this is Isabella Swan”
“Nice dress did te design that?”
“Thank te and yes I did” I sat at the tavolo with the other people, we talked and ate. The Cibo was amazing and so was the drink. When I walked out the building back to my limo the sky was black with the stars sparkling bright and people still had their cameras out taking pictures of me. I was driven to the airport. I presumed I had to go to Italy now. Body guards were with me until I got onto the plane. It was a private plane so I lead across the sofa and drifted away to sleep.
