AngelIsTheName

Hayley Skye is a freak. Forced to go to watch a modelling competition with her younger sister: Keira. She meets a mega famous model: Brooklyn Skye.

There she finds out the secret of a lifetime...That she's is actually the twin sister of Brooklyn Skye.

Her new twin sister, tells her how she's dying from cancer and needs her to take her place as her company's new model. 

To Hayley everything is not what is seems, behind the perfect image Brooklyn has built herself, she smells fear.

A lot of it.

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Her mother soon explains how a contract was made that Brooklyn was supposed to model for for her company for at least 7 years. And if Brooklyn breaks the the contract in any way as such, then she'll be sued for 6 MILLION.

The only way to solve this is for Hayley to take her place. 

As Brooklyn retires to her deathbed, Hayley is left with no choice Hayley is forced to replace Brooklyn as the new reigning model of "Kinsley Corp".  

But becoming a model does have it's downs, with an enemy knocking at her door. She isn't safe anywhere.

Someone who has plotted against her sister and won't stop there, until they destroy the company and Hayley with it.

But when it's time to compete and curtains are up, who will win, and who will lose???

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Freak to Model

I grabbed my purse changed out of my hospital gown into a fresh new set of clothes that Dad probably had laid out for me. 


I decided that after eating food I'd shower. Food first. Always.


So I set of on my journey to find food. 


Walking down the antiseptic smelling hallways looking for that sign. 


All of a sudden I bumped into something. Or rather someone.


"YOU ARE NOT A WALL!" I stated to the wall. "I swear, this happens too often. Walls dont move. A fudging wall just appeared out of nowhere like what the..." I continuously muttered.


Suddenly a bark of laughter erupted out of the wall I just hit. 


I looked up to see a devishly handsome wall looking at me. I mean guy with rock hard abs.


"Looking fine, Mr Mine. Abs hard as iron, your on fire." I sang randomly. Then I started to blush, then nervously giggle when he just stared at me. and stared.


"Okay. Bye." I stepped around him and began to speedwalk away from him until he said.


"I won." Confused, I turned around and looked at him. 


I stared at him. And blinked. I took a deep breath and rushed out.


"Can you show me the cafeteria. I'm lost, and I don't know my way around here." I blushed again. 


Stop it, I kept telling myself furiously. Stop it.


"Follow me. Let me show you." He took my hand as he lead me to the Cafeteria. 


To ease the awkward silence between us I started to tell him my story. From how I came to the hospital. But the discreet version. Like I was going to model in L.A and so on. 


Not I was forced to become my sister. Like yeah... right.


His eyebrows shot up. Worry painted across his face.


But before he could say anything I said: "I'm okay now. I think. I came here on a modelling trip and...."


His fingers intertwined with my fingers we continued to walk on with his hand engulfing my own.


But I couldn't help but feel like I knew him from somewhere.


He won- What?