Evangeline got off her sleek ride at the designated place for the event.
The building that stood before her was massive and luxurious in a way that made her feel small.
She got a few admirable glances when she entered the place but nobody was taking pictures of her, probably because there were a lot of celebrities and prominent people in attendance.
The thought of it brought a wave of nervousness over her body, but she shoved it down and went backstage to get ready.
The moment she she stepped into the room her eyes swept through the tons of gorgeous models that were chatting, laughing and getting ready to strut the runway and a wave of self consciousness that was so inexplicably strong hit her and all of a sudden she was back at her college basketball pitch, being ridiculed for how she looked.
Beads of sweat formed on Evangeline's forehead when she saw Clarissa, the evil blonde haired beauty that was the cause of all her wretched self animosity.
Evangeline's brain chemistry was rewired instantly when Clarissa smiled brilliantly and waved at her.
Evangeline stood frozen, Clarissa was waving at… her?
"Miss Rivera!" a stern female voice said and Evangeline turned sharply at the voice directed at her.
In the midst of her panic attack, she had forgotten that she was now Rivera Gerald.
"You are late! And you know you're supposed to be opening the show today," the stern woman who Evangeline guessed was the fashion designer pushed up her glasses with a finger as her harsh eyes scanned Evangeline from head to toe.
"You look skinnier than ever, were you sick?" she asked and without waiting for an answer she grabbed Evangeline's hand and led her towards the makeup artist.
"Do something with her hair and her face," The fashion designer said and the makeup artist nodded and went to work instantly.
By the time she was done Evangeline's face Thar was already unbelievably pretty was now completely free of blemishes and her soft full lips were now painted in a deep red colour and her luscious hair was arranged on top her head in a beautifully elegant design.
After that, she was led to the closet where she was given a burgundy coloured velvet dress that resembled something a female assassin would wear for an undercover mission.
The dress had a slit that was so high up that it reached her hips and the neckline plunged low to her belly button and a knife strap was wrapped around her exposed thigh, the dress accentuated her skim waist that flared into full hips and tapered down to slender perfect legs.
Evangeline had never even dreamt of wearing such a dress in her entire life, but she also never had such a body to show off.
When she stepped out of the closet the fashion designers face was lit up in a vibrant smile.
"Perfect," she whispered with an emotion filled voice as she led Evangeline toward the runway.
"Are you ready?" she asked and Evangeline waited for a long moment before nodding.
Evangeline hoped she would not embarrass herself and turn this to a full blown disaster and ruin Rivera's modelling career forever.
She took a deep calming breath and stepped out as the calming music started.
The runway was massive, much bigger than anything she imagined and it felt so real and different from the numerous runway shows she watched online to admire models.
This runway was designed to look like an archaic arena with white marble columns stairs decorating it. Almost all the lights were pointing towards the runway to showcase models and their dresses so Evangeline couldn't really see the faces of the prestigious people seated in the audience.
But the thought it that did not calm her down like it was supposed to.
She tried hard not to think about all the famous people that were there, people who seemed to be in a completely different world from her, now here watching her walk.
The lights turned to her and she saw that as her Que to step down the stairs, she tried not to squint as she corrected her posture and gave her most confident walk.
Her heart was pounding hard in her chest as she took one step after the other. Beads of sweat slid down her back and she prayed that nobody would notice.
When she got to the end of the runway, her eyes caught sight of him.
He was the most attractive person she had ever laid eyes on in her life, there was no other way to put it.
He lounged in his seat without a care in the world with one ankle crossed over one knee with the fingers of his left hand supporting his head while the other hand toyed with a lighter with expert fingers.
His eyes lazily raked Evangeline's body and goosebumps that had nothing to do with nervousness rose on her skin.
When his beautiful grey eyes shot up to meet her gaze, her system instantly popped up with a new message:
Orion Thorne identified.
'How wonderful' Evangeline thought sarcastically because there was no way in hell she was pulling this Greek god of a man.
Just as she was about to strike a pose and walk off, bad luck struck and the heel of one of her shoes bent awkwardly and she was sent reeling off the runway.