Hellamorgue

Chapter 7: Meet Up

"Miss Bianca, you're so pretty!"

"Miss can we take a photo?!"

"Please sign my shirt, Miss Bianca!"

"I want an autograph too!"

Compliments surely bombarded the young lady in a trendy fashionable dress. The model's natural long limbs and curvy body stood out on the crowd. Her long pale blonde hair dances as she sways her head, meeting her fans' bright faces. The sunshine met her fair skin, and glowed up as the rays touches her body. Ears were long and pointy just like a fairy in the woods. She is a Hexalluran. Tall and gorgeous creatures with bewitching beauty.

"Thank you everyone, but I have to go now!" said the famous lady in a hurry.

Two men stepped into the crowd of hungry fans. Their firm and strong looking physique loomed over the model's followers, blocking their way to the damsel in distress. Their whims and fancies were enough to overwhelm the beautiful woman with both bliss and stress.

Bianca creeped inside of a clothing booth display of the same brand she's modeling with. She entered the room beside the counter. The tired lass gently closed the door. Bianca threw herself in a soft cushion. She's covered with sweat yet still looking fresh and pretty. She blew out several huge sighs of relief, one after another, free from the overwhelming crowd of her followers. An employee walked towards the door, she looked at the exhausted model, comfortably lying on a cushion. She grinned and asked the woman, "Still a towering amount of fans outside, isn't it?"

"Yeah..." Bianca replied while covering her eyes with her hand.

"Heh! Just some famous people things..I suppose." the employee giggled. She grabbed the doorknob and left the room.

The model was left all alone inside the cozy room. She's completely washed out. Bianca was silent for a moment. After a few minutes of resting, she took off her high heels and stroked her tired feet. Massaged it a bit to loosen up from hours of pain of showing off. She stood up from the cushion and stretched out. She heard her bones cracked up which was oddly satisfying for her side. Bianca marched near a closet and rummaged the insides of it. She come across of a sky blue dress with a simpler design yet pleasing to look at. Bianca smirked and began to undress herself. She hanged her elegant dress to a clothing rack and dressed up with the new one. She pulled out a pair of flat shoes near the clothing rack and wore it. The model walked back to the cushion and sat comfortably, laid her back against the soft cushion and crossed her legs. Behind her girly and elegant image as a model is a casual and brassy attitude.

"Ah! That's more like it! " Bianca sighed, eyes closed.

While chilling out and enjoying her solitude after hours of interacting with her fans, suddenly, a reminder crashed against her peaceful mind. Bianca's eyes widened and jolted from her sit. She immediately reached out for her handbag, and found her phone. She opened it and bombed with several notifications; missed calls and messages from her friend Clover. She scrolled down and skimmed through the messages hastily.

"Holy s**t! I almost forgot about her!" she screamed while her eyes locked on her phone's screen.

She immediately dialed Clover's number and called it. She put the phone near her and ear and waited for her friend's response. It kept ringing for a second. On the other hand, Clover felt a vibration in her pocket. She asked Powla to carry the snacks. Powla nodded, she passed the snacks on to her arms and picked up the phone.

"Clover!"

"Bianca!"

The two yelled out each other's names at the same time. They laughed and spoke out of excitement, resulting to overlapping each other's words and unable to understand what's the other side was talking about. Bianca giggled and let Clover to speak first.

"Okay, okay... You first."

"Alright..." Clover paused, "Bianca!" she followed while yelling. Bianca jolted and inched away her phone from her ear.

"What?!" She replied squealing, trying to overpower Clover's voice.

"Bianca, I've been contacting you several times! Where have you been?"

"Ugh..you know," she groaned. "I have some errands to do, I introduced the new collections of the brand I'm modelling with and interacted with my fans... it's fun yet exhausting.. Sorry I just seen your messages. Anyway, where are you now?" she ranted then shifted the topic.

"Uh...we are on the right section of the plaza. There's a lot of clothing booths here. I don't know which one you were at." Clover responded while looking around.

"You don't need to know! I'll be the one to pick you up!"

"Oh, cool! By the way, I have someone tagging along with me." Clover said while looking at Powla beside her.

"Oh, really? Who is it?" Bianca responded while raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

"It's Powla, girl! Can you believe that?!" she enthusiastically answered. Powla, on the other hand, jolted and wore a wobbly smile.

"No way! Powla?! OMG! It's been a while! Hold on, tell me where you at."

"We are near the..." Clover paused and looked around. She saw people rummaging inside of an iconic costume booth display. She glided her eyes upward to read its banner. "We are near at the 'Cosplay Corner' booth." she continued.

"Great! I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Okay!"

Bianca ended the call and started to prepare herself. She took her handbag and checked her things. When she was done with her stuffs, she retouched her makeup a bit to stay looking fresh. Although, she'll have a mask to cover her face, so that no one would recognize her. She grabbed a ribbon to tie her hair in a low ponytail. Bianca checked herself in front of the mirror and put on a shades. She was ready to go. She reached for the doorknob and twisted it, slowly opening the door, she snuck out from the room. The employee from earlier noticed her. Bianca signaled with her hand, gesturing her to be quiet. The woman smiled and raised a thumb. She helped Bianca to get out of the booth without being recognized by her fans. The employee entertained all the people inside the stand while Bianca managed to get out safely. She waved at the employee as a goodbye. Bianca happily hopped away like a carefree kid.

Bianca has walked too far from the clothing booth. It was no longer be seen on her current tracks. She looked around to search for the cosplay booth that Clover mentioned. She saw teenagers wandering about with costumes on. Her eyes followed the delightful creatures. She looked back on their trails on where they came from. There, Bianca walked a little faster and reached the 'Cosplay Corner' booth.

Clover and Powla were waiting for Bianca's arrival. Clover's tapping her shoes and clicking her tongue. Meanwhile, Powla was looking down in silent while carrying the snacks. Clover noticed someone in front of them, it was Bianca waving her hand.

"Over here!"

"Bia-" Clover almost shouted her name but covered her mouth instantly. She wouldn't want everyone to know that she's meeting a famous model. Clover doesn't want to risk it. She straightaway sprinted forward to Bianca's place in excitement, forgetting to inform Powla who is beside her. Powla flinched as she saw Clover left her side. She saw a fair skinned lady in front of them. Powla hurriedly followed the green haired girl when a man suddenly bumped on her, crisscrossing each other. The snacks splattered on her clothes and fell to the ground along with herself and the man. Bianca was shocked by what she witnessed, she raised her shades to see clearly. Clover jolted and turned around.

"Powla!" she called.

"Ouch!" Powla yelped while laying on the ground.

"Urgh..." The man groaned while raking his head. He opened his eyes and met Powla's. Both of their eyes widened.

"You again?" grumbled by the man with two striped horns.

Powla's vision tunneled and locked up on the man's face. It's the same man she bumped earlier before meeting Clover. Her mind went blank and couldn't say a thing. Everything felt like in a slow motion. The pale skinned lad noticed gazes around them. Their bumping onto each other made a commotion. People's attention were locked on the two of them. One of the crowd recognized him,

"Hey... isn't that Mort?!"

"What?!" followed by someone.

"Why is he even here?!"

Multiple murmurs spread out like a wild fire. The man named Mort began to felt anxious as people tried to look at his face. He gritted his teeth and pulled his hoodie over, covering his face. He stood up and ran away, leaving the young woman on the ground. The crowd eventually go back to their own businesses. Clover walked towards her friend, she squatted and reached out to Powla.

"Oh, Powla... I'm sorry. I got too excited. I should have walked together with you." Clover apologized while holding Powla's hands.

Powla didn't respond. Her mind still hasn't moved on from seeing the bitter man's face. Clover's eyebrows curled, she became more worried. She put her hand on Powla's cheek and gently tapped it.

"Powla...Powla?"

After a few call outs, Powla came back to her senses. She saw herself on the ground, with her dirty clothes and busted foods.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! I'm so clumsy!" she staggering apologized.

"No! It's okay, doll! It's actually my fault! Here let me help you out."

Clover escorted Powla as they stood up. Bianca walked forward and asked, "Oh, dear! Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah! I'm fine..." she replied with a wobbly smile on her face.

"About the food..." Powla stared at the ruined foods at the ground.

"Don't worry about it, let's just buy another!" Bianca cheered up. She paused, and looked at Powla's dirty clothes. "But before that, let's get you some new clothes." she continued.

Powla looked at her with a confuse look, then she realized that the food stained her shirt and pants. She waved her hands in disagreement. "Oh! No! W-we don't need to!"

"What? Come on, girl. You can't walk around like that. Besides, we're here to enjoy anyway, how about shopping a bit. Isn't that nice?" Bianca explained and winked at Powla.

"She's right, Powy! Let's go and find some nice looking clothes for ya! Hehe." Clover added.

She grabbed Powla on both of her shoulders and pushed her. Bianca followed them, giggling. Powla just shrugged and let the two lead their way.