Chapter 08.

Gabriella

It's been two weeks since Elle showed her face here and I honestly can't explain how happy I am that she's off my back, it may not be permanently but at least I don't have to deal with her suffocating remarks.

"Fabian, do you have any idea why the director asked for us?" I ask nervously, hoping that my recent sketch had maybe gotten to him and he approved them or at least some good news.

"So you don't even know?" He asks, making me wonder what exactly I needed to know.

"Duh silly, I just said so " I reply and If my reply was rude, screw it cause his facial expression was rude first.

"I thought you've worked in the fashion industry before?" He asks, and I could smell the sarcasm in that question, what hell does he know, idiot!

"Just get to the point, Fabian!" I snapped at him.