Chapter 44
Knock knock knock
"Come in."
"It's me, Ms. Lane," Celeste walked in with her sketch folder in her arms, flashing a polite smile as she approached Ms. Lane's desk.
"Just in time. Go make me a coffee."
That single sentence cut off Celeste right in the middle of handing her designs over. She paused for a beat, took a small breath, then picked up the coffee mug without complaining.
"On it."
She was about to turn when Ms. Lane's annoyed voice called out from behind the desk, "What kind of mess is this? Did these come from a grade school art class?"
With a loud thud, a whole pile of sketches was crumpled and tossed straight into the trash can.
"What are you still standing there for?" Ms. Lane's eyes fell on the folder in Celeste's hands. "What's that?"
Caught off guard, Celeste quickly spoke up.
"These are some ideas I came up with for the fall/winter collection. Thought I'd show them to you."
Ms. Lane gave her a quick once-over, looked faintly surprised, then muttered, "Leave it."
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