Fashion Victims Ep. 2.9

"How long has it been?" Annabelle sat on the unmade bed, sipping a bottle of water.
"To long. Five years? Her mom sent her to boarding school." Jackson sat across from her on the floor. "I wanted her at home. Her mom wanted her freedom."
There was an awkward silence which was broken a few seconds later by Jackson's phone going off. He picked it up, and his face lit up as he read the text.

Fashion Victims Ep. 2.8

"I'm sorry." The words just tumbled out of Mitchell's mouth. "I really am sorry."
Mia didn't speak. She stepped of the pedestal and lifted the dress over her head, making sure not to scratch herself with any of the pins. Then she walked over to Mitchell and patted him on the shoulder.
"Lets grab a cup of coffee." She stepped behind a curtain before he could speak.

Fashion Victims Ep. 2.7

Annabelle sat in the small spare bedroom of Jackson's apartment. Her eyes rested on the tiny closet.
"You're moving your daughter into here?" She glanced at the tiny closet.
"What?" Jackson began unpacking a few of the knick knacks he had bought.
They were all baby doll pink.
Annabelle just shook her head and went back to shifting boxes

Fashion Victims Ep. 2.6

Mia stood on the pedistal in the center of the fitting room, one of Casey High's bizarre creations hanging on her not so thin frame. Since her scandal hit the press she had found herself giving into the temptation of food, and she was surprised to find her career still intact.
Just as the thoughts of her scandal passed through her mind none other than Mitchell Cross entered the dressing room.

Sorry! Some not so great news...

Hey guys, I apologize for missing an episode today, and I hate to say this but... I probably won't be able to get any new eps up until friday or next monday.  As much as I love soap sudz, it is still a hobby, and work comes first.  I'll keep you all posted!

Fashion Victims 2.5

            Barbi stood in front of the full length mirror on the closet door, her hair still wet from the shower. She looked like hell.
           "Go today." Rick wrapped his arms around her, kissing her neck.
             Barbi didn't say anything. She didn't want to go, because she already had an idea of what he would tell her. She didn't want to hear those words leave anyone's mouth.

Fashion Victims 2.4

Jackson kissed Derrick lightly on the forehead.
"I'll be back later." He whispered.
"I'll take care of him, don't worry." Rachel folded her hands over her chest, and nodded.
Jackson knew had to leave. He had to get ready for his daughter. She would be in town in a few days and he hadn't even started on her room yet. Blanca Levi was coming home.