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Fortune Cookie (Revised) Part 56 Joanne was not pleased at the news that Paula brought her. She thought at first that Paula was winding her up and refused to believe her. "I'm telling you the truth, you idiot!" said Paula. "I overheard him telling the others that he is celebrating one year of engagement to his girlfriend! If you hadn't been so stupid and asked him rather than waiting for him to respond, I wouldn't have to be telling you this!" Joanne slumped to her bed and shook her head. "But he was starting to notice me," she sighed. "Yes, he said. And by the sounds of it, he was enjoying the way you looked at him," said Paula. "I should have took Alan's offer after all," said Joanne. "Too late. He's lost patience with you," said Paula. "I'll just have to apologise to him," she replied. "Do you think he will?" "Only you can find that out," said Paula. "You've dug this hole and only you can climb out of it." Joanne went to Laura and Alex for advice later that day and found that they were siding with Paula. "Next week, I want you to go to the go-karting club with Paula, and I want you to apologise to Alan. Only then will you find out if you still have a chance with him," said Laura. "Listen Jo, we want you to find the right person," said Alex. "We'd love to see you get married one day and maybe even have a family." The next day saw Paula back at college with the Easter holidays over. For now, personal life had to take a back seat as education took over once more. Kelly tried to visit whenever possible, though weekends were always the best time. She often came round to show Paula her latest ideas. Her course work always required designs with specific details. It hadn't stopped her from coming up with designs of her own. She had even tried various colour schemes, to see if one worked better than the other. "Some of our designs will eventually be realised," she said. "Later in the year, they'll be bringing in reps from clothes stores. I really hope I get noticed!" "I hope you do," said Paula. "Though have you tried that with a belt?" "That's an idea," she mused, scribbling notes onto her design. This was one of the reasons she showed off her ideas to friends, as they often came up with suggestions. She didn't always agree with them, but she welcomed their ideas all the same. Like Paula, Kelly had also gone in search of part time work to help put some money in her purse. She found a job with a small independent clothes store, filling shelves and stocking racks. Again, like Paula, she fitted her work hours around her college hours. When the next go-karting session came round, Kelly was keen to come, as it proved to be one of the few times she could spend some quality time with Paula. Joanne, who had some apologising to do, came with them on the bus. As always, Paula and Kelly were among the first there. Alan arrived later and noticed Joanne. She looked at him in a way that said "sorry". He just walked away. "Doesn't look like I have a chance, does it?" sighed Joanne. "Just go up to him and say sorry," said Paula. Slowly, Joanne walked up to him. He kept his back turned. "Alan, I've been a fool. I've been after someone who isn't available," she sighed. "Someone you thought better than me?" he replied, his back still turned. "No, I didn't say that," she said. "I'm sorry. I should have accepted your offer." "You do want to go out with me, that's what you're saying?" he replied. "Yes. If the offer still stands?" "Only if you agree to make a go of it," he said. "This is your last chance! I wasn't prepared to do this, so consider yourself lucky." "Yes. I'll even buy the first round of drinks!" said Joanne. Alan turned and considered. "Ok, you buy the first round. Thursday evening ok?" "Sure. You have a car?" she asked. "No. But I know you have," he said. "I'll write my address down for you." "So, it's a date?" "You want the date?" he smiled. "Sure. I'll be there to collect you," smiled Joanne. Paula and Kelly were watching from afar. They noticed Joanne coming over with a smile on her face. "Got a date this Thursday," she smiled. "So, he forgave you?" asked Paula. "Make it good," said Kelly. "No more chances after this." "I know," sighed Joanne. "Hopefully it will. He doesn't seem a bad lad after all." * * * Dear Diary What a few months it has been. I know I write every week but I just thought I'd recap everything. Joanne has been good to her word concerning Alan. Their first date went well and now they are very much an item. Get to see him a bit more often now too. He loves my car collection, and we sometimes get together to watch racing DVDs. I already like the idea of having him as a brother-in-law. He'll be quitting the go-kart club this month, seeing that he's 19 now, just like Jo. I might quit too, seeing that my college work is bound to get harder as from September. Got other pressing issues. My mom has started having dreams featuring me again. Her fortune must be close. Her clues thus far are not really helpful. She has been told to just keep fit and to keep an eye on me. It appears after all that her fortune relies on me heavily. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do, and I don't fancy her watching me 24/7 as a result. Had Linda's party last week. She's turned 18 now and celebrated by having her first drink. No problem for her, or Mike and Kevin. They're 18 too now. Left me, Kelly and Alicia as the only ones who had to stick to fruit juice at the event. As for me and Kelly, we're rectifying a few wrongs from last year. We're going away together next month. Our families planned it and we'll all be heading over to the Isle of Wight. It means that I wont be missing any birthday parties either. We've also decided to go out to a gay nightclub after I've turned 18. My beautiful little sister Danielle is growing up fast. She may only be 3 months old but she already is showing signs of rich brown hair on her tiny head. I love her to pieces! Joanne is now job hunting, seeing that her college course is over. She's hoping that the place she did her work experience at is willing to take her on. I hope she does too. Any way, heres to August and several weeks away from college. Paula Anne Smith, attractive young lesbian and nearly 18 years old. * * * The holiday on the Isle of Wight was not just about keeping Paula and Kelly together, it was a holiday for all. They just weren't sure if the holiday camp knew about their gay daughters when the rooms were chosen. They ended up with 3 chalets in total, 2 with double beds and another with a double and a single. Miriam and Mark took the one double, with Paula and Kelly having the other. Laura, Alex and Joanne took the room with the double and single bed. Danielle's cot had been brought along as well as her pram. "A room all to ourselves!" smiled Kelly as they entered their chalet. "Not even 18 yet and we're getting some independence. "Our own key too!" smiled Paula. "If we get bored of the evening entertainment in the cabaret theatre, we can come back here and do something more interesting." "You're not thinking of doing that every night, are you?" asked Alex. Their chalet was next door. "Not every night," said Paula. "But when you're a lesbian living with a beautiful blonde lesbian, what do you expect?" "As long as you don't wake Danielle or anyone else for that matter," said Alex. "Besides, once we've unpacked, we're going to have a look round Cowes." "Wake Danielle?" said Paula. "Fat chance! The one day she slept like a log and nothing could disturb her." "Well, no drinks for this holiday," said Kelly. "Not that it matters. My dad gave up alcohol after what happened last year. My mom made sure of it." "Are you planning on having a drink for your 18th?" asked Paula. "Not really, but I was saving it for your birthday. Another few weeks and we'll both be adults, women," said Kelly. "Amen to that," said Paula. They were just about to kiss when Laura came in with a few things. "Ready to go out girls?" she asked. "Unpacked already?" asked Kelly. "No, but not far off," said Laura. "Just sort out what you can for now and meet us in our chalet." It so happened that their chalets were close together. This was useful as neither had to walk far to meet the others. The holiday camp had a self service restaurant which was open for breakfast and dinner. They had only paid half-board which meant that the afternoon dinner wasn't included. This was intentional as they didn't have to make their way back to the camp for a certain time. Over the course of the week, Paula and Kelly decided to hint at their relationship without having to shout it out loud from the highest point of the island. This primarily consisted of them walking together hand in hand, sometimes with one hand on the other's bum. The reason was of course to tell interested men that they were not on the market. Even Joanne was doing her best to give that very same message. The week ended too quickly for everyones liking. Paula and Kelly had really got used to sharing a double bed and couldn't wait for the next opportunity to do so, though that was realistically, a long way off. "Don't fret. Your birthdays are coming up soon and they will be celebrations worth noting," said Mark. Just to keep them together, Paula was travelling back with the Walkers. There was no trouble at all now concerning them and both sets of parents looked forward to their wedding whenever that would be. So, with the holiday over, everyone settled back down into their normal routine. Kelly's birthday was only days away and Paula's was just over a week later. All discussion about their birthdays did happen to mention a plan that had been discussed at college. "You sure you don't want to go to a normal nightclub on your birthday?" asked Laura. "At least we can go too, then." "But what about Dani?" asked Paula. "Who'll look after her? Look mom, Kelly and I want to go to places where the sight of us kissing isn't going to be frowned upon." "We, that is, your dad and I, plus Kelly's parents, we're just worried that something might happen at the club." "We're grown up now. We don't need watching over," said Paula. "Besides, we've got friends from college coming along too." "We know you've got friends. We just want you to take care," said Laura. "We will," said Paula. "Any more on your fortune yet?" "Just that you'll be the one to tell me about it," said Laura. "About what?" asked Paula. "I'm sure she knows that I'll be discussing it with you and so won't say," said Laura. "Makes sense I suppose. What does she, I mean me, look like now?" "You still growing your hair out?" asked Laura. "Yes, I can't believe how much I like it long. Why?" asked Paula. "Her hair is just slightly longer," said Laura smiling. Paula's hair was now at waist length. It was back to it's natural straightness, but it was thick. Laura and Joanne had seen her hair like this in the dreams, but seeing it for real was something else. "Your hair is really beautiful," continued Laura, now starting to stroke it. "Joanne has had it this long on occasions but never has it been as beautiful as yours." "Kelly loves it. She is vowing to grow hers below her waist just to try and out do me," smiled Paula. "It's heavy too. You don't mind the weight?" added Laura. "No, I barely notice it," said Paula. "You would if you had it cut," said Laura. "But I wouldn't dream of it." "What about your weight? You seem to be shedding it," asked Paula. "Oh, my baby bump. Yes, it's going," said Laura. "Taking Danielle out in her pram has helped." Paula went back to her room and sat at her dressing table. She looked at herself in the mirror, seeing once more how her red hair framed her face and flowed past her shoulders. She absolutely loved it. She picked up her hair brush and began running it through the many strands. It was a morning ritual that took ages now, as did washing it. Her friends and family had all watched on as her hair slowly travelled down her back. It was getting her many admirers, many of which, she didn't want. She had been making it clear at college that she had no interest in boys. Having joined the LGBT group as planned, she wore a bracelet that bore the multicoloured stripes of the group. Some members of the group had become close friends and had agreed to join her on her birthday night out. The only problem her hair was giving her was when it came to wearing crash helmets. It was no small wonder that Mick called for her to have it cut. Sarah, who still came round to watch from time to time, disagreed. "One of a woman's greatest assets is her hair. Paula loves her hair and has done well to grow hers this long," said Sarah. "I wouldn't mind having mine this long." Even with her hair put into an updo, it still made for a tight fit for the helmet. Soon, Sarah decided that Paula needed a helmet that was made to fit. Mick was convinced that Sarah was doing this as a means of getting Paula onto her team, not that he was complaining. He had recognised Paula's talent after all." "My brother doesn't understand us women," said Sarah, as she took Paula to a helmet shop for a fitting. "I wouldn't want to cut off all that hair either." "You might want to add a bit more to the helmet size," said Paula. "I'm not done growing it." "You would look a million dollars wearing an evening gown," smiled Sarah. "You won't just make a brilliant driver, you would make a perfect public figure for us." "As long as they don't mind me having a girlfriend," said Paula. They parked outside the store and went inside. It stocked items mainly for motorcyclists, but crash helmets were for use with all motor vehicles. "You don't need a helmet made to measure," said Sarah. "They do them in various sizes anyway." The store assistant was keen to measure Paula's head nonetheless and retrieved a tape measure from behind the counter. Paula took the hint and put her hair up as she always did now when wearing a helmet. A helmet was found in the right size, but the design wasn't to Paula's liking. The one design she did like though wasn't immediately available in the required size. Sarah agreed to order one for her. * * * Kelly's birthday party arrived and everyone gathered at the pub where Linda had had her last two parties. "Happy birthday my love," said Paula as she greeted the birthday girl in the only way she knew. Linda and Kevin were next to arrive, looking more like a couple than ever. Linda certainly dressed like an adult now, her long auburn hair always looked sophisticated. "When did you become a duchess?" asked Paula. "I like dressing up for a party," said Linda. "You look wonderful as always." "But this is my girlfriend's party," said Paula. "I have an extra reason to dress up. Besides, making up for last year." Kevin was smartly dressed, but not to the nines. He still preferred casual wear, something which Paula and Kelly still appreciated. "Hi guys, how ya doing?" said Mike, as he and Alicia arrived. After greeting Kelly, they turned to the others. "Your hair is getting long. Time to get the shears out," said Mike to Paula. "Cut my hair and I'll cut your tongue!" said Paula, not amused. "Alright! Your hair is looking good. Alicia is almost in the same league as you," said Mike. Alicia had got her hair up, so her length couldn't be seen. "Your hair is wonderful indeed," she told Paula. "So, your course going well?" "Good as can be," said Paula. "Practically know every part of a combustion engine by heart now. How about you?" "My exam results were better than expected," said Alicia. "I'm now going to a vetenary college in September. Mike isn't pleased though." Paula guessed that this was down to the college being a fair distance away. Alicia confirmed it. "I'll be doing a lot of travelling. It means Mike and I won't have much time together." "It makes the times you have together all the more special," said Paula. Alicia smiled in agreement. "It would be," added Mike. "If we could do something." Paula knew that Mike's parents were very keen to keep the two from being intimate until their wedding night. "Your faiths views on homosexuality are a bit off the mark at times," said Paula. "Only just announced that one of your top guys over here is against these gay marriage proposals. How many Catholic priests are gay?" Mike couldn't answer that one. The Catholic church had had it's fair number of controversies in recent years, especially with some priests being outed as being far from saintly. "I'm not against you and Kelly," he said. "Besides, what is with this? You have gay marriages." "To be honest, they call them civil ceremonies. They are almost like marriages, but not quite," said Paula. "And they are performed only at register offices." All talk soon had to end as they were told to make their way to the function room. The party was the usual combo of buffet and disco. Kelly was not in the mood to keep Mike's parents at ease and not be seen with Paula. The two girls had been fairly open about their relationship and were not letting anyone get in the way. Besides, it was Kelly's party and Kelly's rules. Kelly made it clear too that she was not taking her first sip of alcohol that night. She told her friends that that occasion would be reserved for Paula's birthday. Unlike Linda's 17th birthday, there were no surprise announcements. It finally dawned on Mike's parents that Kelly and Paula were a lesbian couple, and they did show signs of opposing their son's friendship to them. Mike refused to budge though, telling them that he was remaining friends with them and that their sexuality was not an obstacle. "You two ever getting engaged?" asked Linda to Alicia. "I'm waiting," said Alicia. "But blame it on his parents. A bit too controlling for my taste." "He put them in their place over us," said Paula. "I think Mike is starting to take control of his own life." The party came to an end eventually, and Paula found herself being invited back for the night to Kelly's house. * * * "Hey mom, fancy a bit of modelling?" asked Paula. It was two days after Kelly's party. "Modelling? You must be kidding. I've got a baby to look after," replied Laura. "It's a mother and daughter modelling contest," said Paula. "The major clothes store in town is looking for models to advertise it's new range." Paula showed Laura the advert in the local newspaper. "You and Jo could enter. It's a 12 month contract for the winners," added Paula. "Well, I was told last night in a dream that something would come up today," said Laura. "And you've mentioned it. I'll ask Jo later." Joanne had just been offered a place at the salon where she had done a work experience. She had gone out to celebrate with friends. "You want to enter a fashion contest?" asked Alex. "Whatever for?" "Paula suggested it after seeing it in the paper. Plus as it was her who told me, I'm going to enter," said Laura. "You mean you believe this is your fortune?" asked Alex. "My dreams have been telling me that Paula will be the one to inform me, in some way. And I had a dream last night saying that today would be it." "So, what about Danielle?" asked Alex. "Paula can look after her. She's done it often, so my confidence is safe in that decision." "You and Jo are bound to do well," said Paula. "It's a mother and daughter contest," said Laura, seeing the look on Alex's face. "If that's the case, I would have thought Paula would be the better choice. Her hair makes her stand out," said Alex. "But I've got a motoring career to think about," said Paula. "Joanne is better suited to modelling." "We'll see what she says," said Laura. "But look at yourself. You're genuinely beautiful." Paula wasn't keen to hear Joanne's opinion. She was sure that she would side with her mom and dad on this. Sure enough, that was the case. "Of course Paula should enter," said Joanne. "With her hair and figure, men will drool over her." "If they do, they'll die!" said Paula, not amused. "You know my leanings!" "If needbe, we'll just make it plain that you have a solid relationship with Kelly," said Laura. "Bah! That won't do. They'll want me to act all bimboish to attract the men," said Paula. "It wouldn't attract women though," said Joanne. "There are plenty of women who don't like that type of exploitation." "Besides, this is a women's store. They want to attract women customers," said Laura. "Your sexuality shouldn't be a problem. All that matters is that you appear feminine." "And besides, you look more like mom than I do," said Joanne. "And if this is mom's fortune, you know it will turn out well." "A change in the family will bring you fortune," said Laura, reciting her fortune. "Which means you're connected to it," said Joanne. As the women of the house discussed the show, Alex was reading the article in the paper further. "You'll need a folio of photos, featuring both of you, both individually and together," he said. "Great, we'll just find a studio," said Joanne. "No, it has to be amateur," said Alex. "Though looking at the details, it can be holiday and family snaps or ones done especially for your folio." "As long as a pro photographer isn't used," said Paula. "Ok, I'll do it. But if we win, I'm just using the 12 month contract. My career goal is still to be a rally driver." "Sure," said Laura. "But it would be a feather in your cap." "Of course, I've said this before," said Joanne. "Most sportspeople do photoshoots. Would come in handy for then." Paula had to agree. She had seen photos of rally drivers in her magazines posing for the camera. Photos equalled publicity, which meant revenue. If she did succeed and become a successful driver, she would be expected to do photoshoots for magazines. "So, how long do we have to gather a port folio?" asked Paula. "You've got 4 weeks to do it," said Alex. "There must be at least 10 of each, single shots and pairings." "30 in total then," said Laura. "Well, at least we have some time," said Paula. "Still have to fit in work. Oh, talking of which, when do you start sis?" Joanne was caught unaware by this sudden change of subject. "Next week," she replied. "And what's more, my friend Carol has got a job there too!" All photo opportunities were put on hold till after Paula's birthday. As planned, Paula went out with Kelly to a gay night club along with friends from college. Just to be extra safe, they bought their own drinks from the bar, even though their friends had offered. "Not that I don't trust them, but at least I'll know these drinks haven't been tampered with," said Paula. "I agree," said Kelly. "Just to be further sure, I'm drinking mine here." They had both gone for bacardis, in bottles. It turned out to be their only drinks of the night, as they spent most of it on the dance floor. "Well, happy birthday, my ravishing red head," said Kelly, giving Paula a juicy kiss. "Thank you for being in my life," smiled Paula. After saying goodnight to their friends, they got a taxi and went back to Paula's home. * * * "You're entering a fashion contest?" asked Kelly the following morning. "Ok, if that is the case, I want all the photos of you and secondly, I'm bringing along my design folio." "What use are photos when you have the real thing?" asked Paula. "Besides, it's apparently my mom's fortune - at long last." Paula gave Kelly the newspaper article to read. Kelly was due to go to work that day, as was Paula. "So, if you win, which is a certainty, seeing that you are the most beautiful girl on the planet," she started. "Flatterer," interjected Paula. "If you do win, you'll get a 12 month contract to model for this store, plus clothes thrown in," said Kelly. "What about your dream career?" "My sister insists that the job may be useful for when I become a rally driver. Especially if I become really successful," said Paula. "Point taken," said Kelly. "Anyway, look at the time. Must be going." "Wait for me. I'm in work too," said Paula. They went straight after breakfast, using the bus to get into town. Upon arriving, Paula came to her place of work first. They parted with a kiss, and Paula went inside the nail salon to start a full day of work. Kelly then continued to her place of work. When Paula arrived home later that day, she found Laura waiting patiently. "Glad you're back. Can you look after your sister while I take a shower," she said. Paula went into the living room and looked down into the cot where Danielle was asleep. She sat down beside the cot and picked up one of Laura's magazines. Alex soon arrived, along with Joanne, who had once again spent the day with friends. "Mom's in the shower," said Paula, as Alex went into the room. "She did mention wanting to do some photos this evening. It's likely she'll want you taking a shower too," replied Alex. "No prob," said Paula. Laura soon came down with her hair in a turban. Alex was right in that she wanted Paula to take a shower too. As soon as Paula was done, dinner was nearly ready. After dinner, Alex got his camera at the ready and asked the would be models to get ready. "Don't bother with too much make-up," said Laura as she and Paula went through their drawers and wardrobes looking for ideal outfits to wear. "If we are doing the pair shots, shouldn't we wear something similar?" asked Paula. "Good idea," said Laura. They selected 3 outfits each and lay them down on their beds. They then looked at each others selections and made some changes here and there. While they were busy upstairs, Alex and Joanne were getting the living room cleared. Danielle was taken in to the kitchen while this was done. Just before making their way down in their first outfits, Laura spoke to Paula. "Looking at you now, all memory of Paul is fading away," she said. "You have truly blossomed into an attractive young woman these past few months and I'm really proud of you." "Thanks mom," said Paula, giving her a hug. "Shall we do this then?" "Let's go," smiled Laura. Their first outfits were casual, both going for trousers. They stood together in a number of poses, with Alex operating the camera while Joanne was giving them directions. Their favourite pose was standing back to back with their arms folded, whilst looking at the camera. They did the shot again, but this time, looking over their shoulders at each other. The shoot was put on hold as Daniella started crying. Laura went to the kitchen to tend to her. "Do some of Paula. Dani needs her nappy changing," she called as she headed upstairs with the baby girl. "Ok sis, just relax and enjoy it," said Joanne. "Some boys would be wetting the inside of their pants at the sight of you." "They'd be nursing the inside of their pants if they tried anything," said Paula. "Besides, any chance of me doing some underwear only shots for Kelly?" "Just strip off and do some nudes," said Joanne. "Better not, in case someone else got them," said Alex. "Just continue with plenty of clothing." Paula started posing some more, lying across the sofa or sitting on the arm. "That's it sis. Just show us that you love being a girl and you love being feminine," said Joanne. Paula played with her hair in some shots which pleased Joanne. Soon, Laura came in and agreed to do some solo work herself. It gave Paula a chance to go upstairs and select her next outfit. Laura soon joined her. "Going for a skirt this time?" she asked. "Ok, I know the outfit to wear to go with yours." "We're not being too sexy, are we?" asked Paula. "It's up to you. If you don't feel comfortable, don't do it," said Laura. "What if the contract tells me to do something like that?" asked Paula. "Don't sign it," said Laura. "These photographers forget that models are people at times. They cannot make you do something without your consent." They did some more photos of them in their second outfits before calling it a day. "A few outdoor photos might help," said Alex. "This weekend perhaps." "Agreed," said Laura. * * * A port folio of photographs was compiled with time to spare. After Alex had got the photos printed at the chemist, he and the others sorted out which ones were suitable. "Does it matter which ones?" asked Joanne. "If this is Laura's fortune, she has to win for sure." "That is likely, but is it?" asked Alex. "Well, you've often said I should have been a model in my youth," said Laura. "May be I should just have a go at it before I'm too old." "You've certainly got the looks mom," said Joanne. The photos were then placed in a large sturdy envelope along with contestant details, and put in the post. Paula decided to look at the competition rules again. It stated that 10 pairs of finalists would be chosen from the entries sent. They would then spend a day at a studio doing more modelling. The winner would be chosen from the photos produced on that day. She then wondered what it would be like to have her photo on display in shop windows. It still wasn't her choice of career, and even if it seemed she and her mom were destined to win, she wanted to make it clear that her ambitions lay elsewhere. But she had to admit that she had the figure for the job. "If we do win, how many hours will we be spending in the studio each week?" she asked. "I hope they realise I've got college to attend." Paula had one final year at college and after that, Sarah had already promised to give her a job on her team. Her boss had agreed to it too. "They'll have to respect your choices," said Laura. "It'll be tough though," said Joanne. "They won't want to let a beautiful girl like you slip through the net." "As soon as the 12 month contract is up, I'm quitting," said Paula. "Sarah promised me a job on the team. It may only be a mechanic post for now, but I'm taking it!" None of her family were arguing with her there. Her dream career had been known for a while. "They'll be asking questions when you go to the studio, so tell them there and then," said Alex. "The only thing will be that other girls will be there because they want to become models. They'll feel wasted if I get the contract and then quit after 12 months," said Paula. "Seeing that this is my fortune, no one has mentioned me," said Laura. "I know I can count on you to look after Danielle." "Mom. If you decide to stop on as a model beyond the 12 months, I won't stand in your way," said Paula. "Besides, this is for you. You only live once." * * * Dear Diary My mom's fortune appears to be her becoming a model for a clothes store, though it appears I'll be helping her achieve it. I suppose it will be fun to do modelling, but it isn't my dream job, and with that dream being a good possibility, I'm making it clear when I turn up for the contest. On a side note, I've decided to quit the go-karting club. I'm still welcome to show up, as they want me to help some of the new members. They're getting a surprise when they learn that one of the best drivers is a girl. But the real reason I turn up occasionally, is to see Sarah. Her boss is well aware of my ambitions to drive for their team, and is prepared to take me on providing I start off as a mechanic. It doesn't bother me, as Sarah has reminded me (she doesn't realise she told me this before, but then I was a boy at the time.) that getting onboard is the first step. Once onboard, you can start climbing the ladder. I've heard from Alan, who still visits, that he is also making moves towards a career in motorsport. He has applied for posts on a number of racing teams, again, like me, as a mechanic. I wish him best and that one day, he may follow in the footsteps of Lewis Hamilton and Jensen Button. Of course, I might have him for a brother-in-law before then! So, college has just another 12 months to go. Sarah is supportive and has already paved the way for me to do a one month work experience with them before joining them properly afterwards. As for my hair, which I am now proud of, I'm not letting it get any shorter than the length it is now. The weight doesn't bother me in the slightest and I'm letting it get a little bit longer yet. Kelly isn't complaining. As for our big day, we've decided to wait till we're 20. The actual date has yet to be decided, but I look forward to being a proud wife and hopefully mother. Yours Paula Anne Smith, aged 18, possible model and future WRC champion (I dare to dream!) * * * It was September before they got news on the fashion contest. As expected, they were among the chosen 10 and a step closer to the year long modelling contracts. "I hope this contest doesn't ruin my college timetable," said Paula. "It shouldn't do," said Laura. "I'll be there too. We're in this together, remember?" Still, Paula got nervous as the day of the shoot got near. She was glad that college provided a distraction. Kelly, whose presence she thought she'd never tire of, did become tiresome. "Give it over," said Paula, during a visit from her fianc?e. "You know this isn't the career I want." "I know, but this might help me get noticed," said Kelly. "You know how much I want to be a designer." "I know, and as far as modelling is concerned, you're the only audience I want," said Paula. "So, what type of modelling are you gonna do?" asked Kelly. "Hopefully loads with clothes on," replied Paula. "No nude stuff?" asked Kelly. "Private audiences only, like you," smiled Paula. "With one proviso, you get nude too!" "I can do that," smiled Kelly. "Keen to start now?" "Keen enough," said Paula, pulling her into a kiss. Sarah had also got the news about the fashion contest. She, on the other hand, wasn't particulary keen on the idea, despite any benefits it might have. "So, as you say, if we need publicity, you'll at least have camera experience," she said. "But these model agencies will be keen to keep hold of you. You are model material. If I were a lesbian, I'd want to snog you." "Even so, I've got a wonderful girlfriend in Kelly," said Paula. "But my future is with your team. I want to be a champion driver." "Well, I don't really want you to win this competition, but I hope you do well all the same," said Sarah. Joanne, who was now busy working at this salon with a college friend, was ready to give Paula some tips for the shoot. "Just be yourself, don't let them bully you into being someone else," she started. "After all, it's your body, your appearance." "No problem," said Paula. "And secondly, don't let them cut your hair. It's one of your defining features. Short may be good at times, but long is versatile," said Joanne. "You can do so much more with it." Naturally, Kelly decided to inform everyone of this contest, but Paula insisted that no one show up, save for Kelly. She was actually a bit annoyed at this, and thought that stopping her friends from turning up was the best way of repairing Kelly's mistake. When the day arrived for the shoot, Paula and Laura were once again struck with nerves. "I don't care if we are fated to win, I still feel nervous," said Laura. "I hope they have some nice clothes, but not too revealing," said Paula. "They may do a swimwear shoot," said Joanne. "No bikinis," said Laura. "Even if Danielle's rest room for 9 months has disappeared." "You'll find out soon enough mom," said Joanne. "Though I imagine there will be a few mothers with the same thought." Kelly arrived just minutes later. She had her port folio of designs with her. "Good, you're here," said Alex. "We're ready to go." The studio was in fact at the store itself. The store had decided to hold it on a Sunday so that there was no chance of custom being lost. There was someone at the entrance letting the competitors and their friends in. The shoot wouldn't begin until all had arrived. Most mothers and daughters had brought along the rest of their family too. Paula began to look the competition over, and admitted that some were really good looking. The organisers set about questioning them eventually, asking them what they would do if they got the contracts. They had to smile when Paula gave her answer. "My goal in life is to become a rally car driver. I'm already set to join a team in just over a year," she replied. "Well, good luck there, but you would still want the contract on offer here?" asked the one organiser. "Yes, but I would just add it as a feather in my cap. I'm here for my mom really," said Paula. After all had been interviewed, some promo shots were done, featuring group shots of the mothers and then of the daughters. Then, it moved on to the shoot proper. Paula, along with all the other daughter competitors, was led into a room where a number of make-up artists, hair stylists and style gurus were waiting to do their magic. The clothes, then the hair and make-up. It was the same routine each time as they went through several outfits, all centred around a common theme. Paula was glad to find that she had a say in what she wore, as the clothes expert worked with them on selecting outfits. She was not the only one with near waist length hair either. The hair stylists were complimentary of it and styled it in a number of ways for each outfit. It was a busy day for all, as for each costume, they did a number of single shots plus some double takes with their mothers. Everyone else: husbands, siblings and friends watched on from afar as the contestants did their bit in front of the camera. "Paula is my winner easy," said Kelly. "But I am being biased, being her wife to be." "There is some good competition," said Alex. "A few deserve to win." Paula and Laura did get a chance for a time out at times, and spoke to them when possible. "Honestly, I think that blonde girl has a chance," said Paula. Kelly gave her a stern look. "I'm enjoying it to be honest," said Laura. "Danielle ok?" "Sound asleep," said Joanne, who was looking after the baby girl. "I don't suppose your lippy is smudge proof?" asked Kelly. "No, seeing that we've been wearing different make-up with each costume," said Paula. "A bit hectic at times. Those lights make it hot too." "So, how many more photos do they want?" asked Alex. "We've still got 2 more costumes to do," said Paula. "Summer outdoor and winter outdoor. The latter is going to be bad under those lights." They were given a break though, with food and drink provided. Paula had spoken to her fellow competitors, some being a few years younger, and discovered that she wasn't the only one with career ambitions in a totally different field. A young Asian girl told her that she wanted to work in medicine, and had entered the contest with her mom just for fun. Like Paula, it was her mom who was seeking the prize more. Joanne missed some of the shoot, seeing that Danielle was in her care. She had to find a toilet to give her a nappy change. It was late afternoon when the photographers were satisfied, and everyone could go home. Alex dropped off Kelly on the way back before stopping at a supermarket where Laura bought a ready cooked chicken from the rotisserie counter. It was cut up and served with chips for a late Sunday dinner. "That was hard work," said Laura. "Paula, I'd take a shower before going to bed if I were you." "Don't worry, I will," said Paula. "Those studio lights were really hot." As for finding out the winners, the results would be sent in the post after a week.