Honestly, they were all kind of stunned. Sure, competing with Jane in design was

no walk in the park, but it wasn't nearly as nerve-wracking as going up against

Tyler.

"Alright, we're in."

After a quick huddle, the girls agreed, each one looking fired up and ready to go.

"But some of us don't even know how to design," someone hesitated.

"I told you, as long as any one of you can beat the person I pick, that's all that

matters."

With it laid out so simply, there was nothing left to argue about. The girls got to

work, sketching out ideas, while the ones who couldn't design pitched in however

they could.

Fiona just sat back, quietly munching on potato chips, eyes glued to the sparring

match. She was pretty sure Tyler would wipe the floor with everyone.

Once the crowd around her drifted off, Jane wandered over, still looking a little

lost, and dropped into the seat beside Fiona.

"What did you mean earlier? You want me to design something and compete

against them?" Jane asked, confused.

"Yep. International Glam needs fresh faces. If any

show promise, even better."

on

so helping Fiona

Jasmine. Fiona was clearly using this as a

for International Glam.

poaching people at

said, shaking

replied with a shrug.

something solid

sense. She handed Fiona a bottle of

Just got

"Thanks."

into easy

landing on the

glanced

was still laser-focused

pressed

Jane spoke up.

got some woman who just won't

the Bryants; Jane's own dad had been caught up

out that punch

timing.

even better," Fiona

leaving

had come here to talk to Fiona about that

even dragging Jane into spectating the

you even a little

just closed her

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