VIOLET'S POV
Immediately he left, I looked at the model tag and smiled.
"Just know that you have this under control" Opal said.
I wore the tag and continued watching the models.
I imagined myself standing on that stage and walking so elegantly with the audience clapping and cheering me.
I snapped out of my imagination when I felt a cold hand resting on my shoulders.
I turned and it was Mr. Clark.
"Are you sure you don't need anything?" He asked.
"No, I don't...have you submitted the file?" I asked him.
"Yes, I did," he replied.
We continued watching the models rocking the runway.
Soon, Mr Clark received a message on his phone and he looked happy.
"It's time for your rehearsal," he informed me.
My spirit jumped out of my body.
I became nervous and all sweaty.
"Calm down and
