Aryana simply glanced at Cassie. "It is not for you to decide whether I am a good model or not." She replied nonchalantly. She get back to playing with her cell phone and ignored Cassie.
Cassie was irked by her attitude but there was nothing she can do about it.
Aryana checked the time then she went to the changing room at the back of the stage. The fashion show was about to start. She changed into cropped tops and pants. The makeup artist applied lipstick on her and the stylist smoothened her clothes.
After a brief introduction by the sponsors, the models took their positions. Aryana was number eight. When it was her turn, she took a deep breath and then entered the stage. She was oozing with confidence as she walked the same way she practiced the night before, swaying her hips and placing her foot in front of the other in a straight line.
