" I haven't heard from you in days." said a muffled voice in the phone. Cough.
" Sorry!" I fixed my shoes and sat down on the subway chair, holding onto the slippery silver railing.
" Gayle, you were my ONLY best friend in middle school, and why can't you shop with me?" Deria's voice echoed over my mind, as I got off the bus at upper new york city.
"Sorry but I got Miu Miu to deal about. Dia, I get back to you as soon as possible. Bye!" I slammed shut the phone, and bit my lip. Some friend.
The sun was almost setting in Sache's studio. I peered in the clean glass doors and saw him working on sketches, standing on a wooden crisp floor. " Sanche!" I whispred slowly. I pressed my face to his window and looked thru.
I opened the door and saw a woman in a red dress come out. " GAYLE WINZTON!" said Sache.
"Heellooo." I hugged him softly and looked around. " Wow! I can't wait to work for you."
Sanche ushered over my outfit and pronuced it " utterly stunning." Finally he grabbed my hand and took measurements.