I was expecting to meet poor designs, I will admit. I mean, young designers all over the world compete to impress me, the great Tiziano VeLuca, to grab the next great fashion designer and allow him or her to be my apprentice.

As if!!  I'm the master mind of some of the best and more remembered fashion trends since the late eighties! Ask your mothers, children... any of their favorite fashions was probably implemented by me.

When I walked into the studio were the 'supposedly next great fashion designer' was waiting for me, I saw several girls in line (uh, looks like no male designer made the cut... how low is that?), while a long line of dresses and outfit was display for me to judge. Just by my entrance, a girl fainted on the spot, making some nurse that I always take with me take notice immediately of the poor girl and assist her.

Poor peasants...

I looked around at the designs, some were normal and boring, nothing I would choose to have in a runway. Other were out of their minds creating monstrosities like that! I'd have never designed something like that! I shudder only by thinking it! But, there was one...

It stood alone at the end of the line, I ignored who designed it as all the designers were told to step away from the mannequins. The second I saw it, was speechless, literaly! And that doesn't happen often... The design was very hard to describe, as it was a combination of everything I know in fashion world. Classy yet edgy. Comfortable yet weird. Bored yet glimmery.

As mentioned before, it was hard to describe.

I looked around the room, trying to match the design with the designer by only the clothes that she was wearing. But unfortunately, no one matched the description of what I was admiring. I didn't have another option than to ask around.

"Who made this outfit?" I demanded, looking at them. Several of the girls shared looks between themselves, as they didn't know who was the original designer. I was betting that more than one was gonna take credit for something they didn't do, when two girls who looked sisters walked up front. Both of them had medium hight which made difficult to determined who was older than the other one. Both had a rich brown wavy hair, tied in a different braid each. One was a french braid while the other one had a fish braid. They clothes weren't the least fashionable around, with jeans full of dirt spots and a simple orange tee and sneakers.

Never in million years was I suppose to know they designed this.

"That's ours, sir" I surely looked baffled upon that reply "You never said we couldn't work in teams" The reply made the rest of the girls look to each other in astonishment. They were so concern about being chosen that they made each other competition when they could had helped each other. On a personal note, I think I never thought the words 'each other' so much in my head...

"Why do I see one outfit? You should had done many more..." I counterattacked, as I know that my assistant had assigned them several project during the weeks they were here.

"The time that took us make this outfit was two months, sir" The one who looked like the younger one, took the lead "We had the idea since the first assignment, and we both knew this was gonna take a while, so we combined all the assignments in one"

"What is this outfit made of?" I wondered. It was amazing the detail and the mind to combine all my assignments. They sure have imagination...

"Recycle stuff" Upon hearing that, one other girl fainted on her spot, making the nurse rush to her. I was simply speechless for a second time. Recycle stuff! Green fashion! How didn't I think of that before?! Besides the fact that it could help the enviroment, as that is the fashion these days (they weren't so lovable with the Earth back in the eighties...) it's a great way to reduce taxes and help to gain sponsors!

"Marvelous..." I started to clap at the girls, who stared at me as if I was insane. Actually, I think everyone was thinking I was insane "May I know your names, young ladies?"

"You may, but we prefer to be called 'The Gardeners'" one of them replied, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I was about to congratulate them when they interrupted me "By the way, we only got into your program because someone else signed us up for it!"

"Yeah, we didn't want to be part of your fashion empire..." the other one added, making more than one, even me, fan themselves, in an unbelievable stand. What did they said?!

"You have any idea what you're throwing away?!" One of the girls from the line screeched at them "We would kill and die to be in your place!!"

"So, be it. But, don't drag us into the circus..." Those were the last words they said, as they walked to the design and grabbed it with them, carrying it away from the room and leaving the room speechless for several seconds before someone  shouted...

"They must have left their designs somewhere!!"

"Whoever finds them, is my apprentice!!" I screamed back.

I was unaware of the disaster I just had created...

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Hello, my friends!

First of all, I want to apologize for my lack of posting last Sunday, but I had complications, along with some work and study to do, which is why I'm posting the chapter now. Don't you think I forgot about it!

I'm also aware that I'm one chapter short, but don't worry I'm working on a Perlia... I have no many ideas, but I think I'll make them go to the circus... What do you think...?

Which brings me to two IMPORTANT points:

a) I'm desperate need for ideas for this story, as mine are reaching the end.

b) Last Thursday I posted my new story. It's called Chasing The Dark and it's a Solangelo fiction. I recommend you read it.

I'll try to fulfill all my writing pending between today and tomorrow! I'll see you during the week!