Paige’s Personal Designer

Paige strutted through the double doors of the campus garment workshop, and the edges of her lips curled into a smile as she immediately spotted her dorky roommate Kayla. Sewing up one of her creations with a machine, she was sat alone in this big workshop after class, and blissfully unaware of the approaching storm. Marching right up to Kayla, Paige stopped, gently rested her palms on the table, and softly greeted her prey, “Hello Kayla.”

“Hi Paige!” Kayla replied happily before completely freezing, her machine stopping its work on her new dress dead in its tracks, as the seamstress realized that her nightmare of a roommate had infiltrated her happy place. Shocked, Kayla’s face shot up to meet the hipster’s smug gaze “Paige!?” What are you doing here?”

“What? I’m not allowed to to visit my friend who keeps staying late after class?” Paige feigned innocence. Kayla grumbled internally as she looked at Paige expectantly. She only ever called the girl “friend” when she wanted something. “Of course.” Paige continued, “I do have a favor to ask you. You see I have a date tomorrow with a real cutie at the park. His name is Stephen. Ever heard of him?” Paige grinned maliciously as Kayla went blue in the face, gasping in horror.

“F-from the swim team?” Kayla’s choked voice almost didn’t dare to ask, dreading the answer.

“That’s the one! He’s so hot, isn’t he? Here’s the thing. I need you to make me a super cute outfit for me. Something that will wow the pants off him, and I mean that both figuratively and literally.” Paige giggled making Kayla’s blood boil.

“Sorry to break it you, but I’m too busy working on my project. You’ll have to wear something else.” Kayla replied coldy, turning her gaze away from the pixie cut demon.

Paige’s smile faded for a moment before she covered her mouth with one hand, fighting to contain her snickering. It was just too funny, even when Kayla was furious with jealousy, a pushover such as her couldn’t help but sound polite when she’s mad.

“Aww, thats too bad.” Reaching into her handbag Paige pulled out a book that made Kayla go blue in the face again. “See, I’ve been reading an interesting book, and I really can’t wait to tell Stephen ALL about it .” Paige cooed in delight as she saw the fear spread on Kayla’s face. The book was none other than Kayla’s Journal filled with all her embarrassing secrets including all her embarrassing fantasies about her crush, Stephen.

“N-no! You can’t! Please!” Kayla shot up and reached for the book, but alas Paige held it easily out of reach.”

“Sure I can.” Paige beamed unphased. “Unless you agree to become my personal designer. And don’t bother trying to get your journal back. I already snapped photographic evidence of all the juiciest parts.” Paige shook her cell phone in her hand as she held the precious journal in the other.

The chocolate damsel slumped back into her seat defeated. With an expression of despair and pleading eyes Kayla looked up to her tormentor.“O-okay, I-I’ll make your outfit. Just please don’t show him my journal.” She timidly spoke in a choked whisper.

That fuzzy warm feeling Paige got when a plan came together filled her up inside, and she chuckled while giving Kayla a condescending pat on the top of her curly head. “Good girl.” She praised making Kayla’s cheeks blush furiously. Turning around and strolling towards the exit Paige waved her hand, “I’ll be back tomorrow to pick it up! Toodles!” With that she blew a kiss and left the building.

Alone, Kayla buried her head in her hands as her stomach twisted into a knot. Time stood still as she contemplated what had transpired, and what she would do next. Paige knew all her secrets. There’s no way she could stop her. Kayla sniffled a bit thinking about Stephen. Then suddenly, something snapped inside her. “No. She can’t have Stephen. I won’t sit by and let her sink her dirty claws on him.” Kayla cursed under her breath as she tossed her project aside, and immediately began picking some fabric for her latest creation. “I’ll give her an outfit alright. One she’ll never forget.