“Hey guys,” Carmen says to the girls. “Babe, I heard your voicemail, how’d it go?” Carmen says, focusing on Shane, her own news bubbling in the back of her mind.

“Well, I kind of got a job, sort of.” Shane says, trying to think of a way to explain it.

“Sort of?’ Alice mocks. “Alice, relax, it’s not your business.” Tasha says. “Yeah, listen to your, how do you call her, Oh! That’s right, you’re soulja girl.” Shane says, laughing seeing both of the girls blush. She could see that their date had gone good, and she was glad Alice was finally letting go. However, not forgetting, no, none of them could do that.

“Anyway, I meant it’s kind of an audition for designers, in a way, I’ve got to make 5 outfits for Lauren by the end of the week, and then she’ll see who she picks.” Shane says, her mind going crazy on what to make.

Shane sighs, “Baby, I know you can do it,” Carmen says. And then, Shane calms down, as if hearing those words made them true, and in a sense they did.

“Baby, I’m sorry, how was your day?” Shane asked, realizing Carmen had also had a meeting.

Carmen shrieks in joy, “I got my own label!” She screams out. The entire Café heard her, Kit looking at her from the manager’s office, her head peeking out.

“Oops,” Carmen couldn’t have been ore embarrassed, after a few seconds after the people stopped staring at her, she continued. “Russell felt I have potential in a branching out label, holy fuck guys, this is huge.”

“This is huge,” Alice says, “You’re in first name basis with Russell Simmons.”

“Alice!” Tasha hisses, she wondered why she liked this girl so much.

Then, Alice leaned over and gave Tasha a gentle kiss on the lips, oh, that’s why.

“That shuts you up,” Alice says smiling. “Too bad it don’t work both ways,” Shane mutters. “What!” Alice says. “Nothing… Carmen, this is so fucking huge, I know this is what you’ve been dreaming of since you listened to your first DJ mix.”

“I know. Everything’s just falling into order.” Shane says.

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Shane was walking down the rows, looking for the right material; she had no idea what she was doing. Shane decided enough was enough; she quickly began to grab any material that was in sight, getting enough of each piece, followed by zippers, a mannequin, a sewing machine and other necessities. She walked towards the counter, being charged a price that almost made her want to choke the man, but she held her composure and thought back to getting to work.