ASHANTI'S POV. “Good morning everyone.” I greet cheerfully as I approach my fashion team with Ryan by my side. They respond in chorus, with bright smiles on their faces. Everyone looks excited and I'm sure just like me, they cannot wait to start already. « We all look very cheerful this morning.”
Mr. James is not going to make me cry. Ryan is right by my side as I work. Watching and saying nothing, but assisting me with anything I need. It takes me about one hour to draw my designs. And one hour thirty minutes for my team and I to bring them to life. There are a few mistakes in the process
ASHANTI’S POV. And then walks away. She bursts into tears. “He's not wrong tho.” Ryan leans closer and whispers into my ears. I shoot him a stern look that makes him smile and shrug his shoulders. “I said what I said.” The moment the judges exit the hall, I turn to my team mates and we all squea
RAEGAN’S POV. Ashanti and I had another bickering session throughout the ride to her house. She kept scolding me about things, most of which I can't even remember anymore because all I could think about at that moment was how cute she looked and how melodious her voice sounded. Goodness, she has n
“And that's it?” Kyle is the first to speak. I calmly nod my head as I say; “Yes, that's it.” In a very dry tone. “She didn't give me a name. She said he wore a mask or had her blindfolded whenever he came to see her, so she didn't see his face and when I tried to ask if she could trace her way bac
ASHANTI'S POV. “Thank you very much, Ryan.” I say to Ryan with a sweet smile as he park's in the driveway of Delta Kyle's house. I'm here to pay Tessa a surprise visit. This was an arrangement I made with Delta Kyle last night. He told me when Tessa would be home so I could come over and here I am.
“There's nothing for you to be sorry about, Tess. If there's anyone between who has to apologise, it's me, not you.” I blink and pout my lips as I stare at her beautiful face. I never knew Tessa liked make-up. She looks so pretty with it on. “Tessa I cannot…” “Stop!” She says, holding her palm ou
ASHANTI'S POV. “There have been some rumours.” Tessa says, flashing me a queer smile. A small frown forms on my face as I face her once more. I don't like rumours, especially when they come from subjects of this pack. They never lack something to say about me. I thought I was free from them, but