I stood in the middle of the stage like a fool. I can feel everybody staring at me. I can feel myself slowly melting in front of the audience.
"Rachel is right. She should be wearing heels," Bianca scoffed beside me.
The crowd started gossiping because of what Rachel said. I wanted to defend myself that wearing heels has nothing to do with winning this competition, but it will only make me a petty fool.
Shoe wear is obviously a part of fashion designing.
I was the last contestant, so the host told us to go in the backstage and wait for the winners announcement.
My legs were jelly as I climbed down stairs. Every words that came out from their mouths played in my mind like some damn music. The other contestants were not even kind enough to understand my situation. They were all looking
