As soon as Cody stepped out onto the stage, cameras were all over him, catching every angle of the secret drag model, closely.

"My, how lovely she looks!"

"I don't think I've ever seen her before."

"What a lovely design! And the model selection is impeccable."

Cody blushed as the men around the stage gawked at him and his new appearance.

'Ugh, how revolting these men are. They just stare. But, then again, I'm a female model right now, this is goanna happen…' Cody thought as he vacantly stared into the active crowd.

The model sighed as he turned to show everyone the back of the dress. The back of the cobalt corset he was wearing was dressed in lace, yet had an open back for a more sexier appeal. Cody turned to the camera once more, winked, and walked off the stage, the prosthetic buns Sherry had helped put in his hair, bouncing away. As he floated to the back stage of the runway, he looked at Noah, hoping to satisfy him with the job Sherry had done. Alas, Noah was far to busy. He was on the phone…

"Sorry, Big Bro, but Vanessa missed the plane!" Stephanie chuckled.

They had been a Hampton Inn, looking much like a egg shell colored room with two beds, a TV and two nightstands with table lamps on them. The room they were staying in was very comfy and not at all like home, which is exactly like what Stephanie needed.

"Sis! I can't believe you cut me another model short! Tell your friend to come over for the shoot next Monday, or ELSE!" The angered designer growled.

"What do you mean, "or else"? Cause you can't fire her, or YOU'RE DEAD, BROTHER!" Stephanie laughed mockingly at Noah.

"Ugh, fine. But you better get her to show up next Monday." Noah grunted.

"Okay, I will, Big brother! BYE!" Stephanie hollered into the phone before she hung up.

"So, Steph, who was it?" Vanessa asked as she opened the door to their room, "And do you know, it's REALLY hard to find a KFC in England?"

"Ugh! Just my brother being stupid… Hey, Vanessa?" Stephanie finally asked.

"Hm?"

"Who else do you know, besides Victoria?"

"Oh, I know all of his models! Their in my contact list. Why?" Vanessa asked.

"Just what I was hoping for…" Stephanie smiled, "Send a ticket to Gabbie, we've got some work to do."

"Okay!" Vanessa grinned evilly as she sunk her teeth into a fried chicken leg.

Noah sighed.

"Ugh! This is awful! I can't believe Vanessa bailed out on the fashion show! Now I'm really in a jam!" Noah groaned as he slammed his head into a table.

"N-Noah?"

Noah looked up at the doorway only to see Cody.

"Oh, hello, Cody. What's up?" Noah asked, trying not to look annoyed from the recent phone call.

"D-did I do okay? Cause, to be honest, I don't think I did well." Cody sighed as he sunk into a seat beside Noah on the couch.

"No, no! You were perfect! Just perfect! I thought it was splendid!" Noah smiled as he turned to Cody and lifted his chin up, slightly.

"D-do you really think so?" Cody asked as he brought his face closer to Noah.

"I know so…" Noah smiled as his eyelids closed slightly, stroking Cody's cheek, gently.

"Oh, really?" Cody blushed, the smell of mint from Noah's gum clouding his senses.

"Yes, really." Noah chuckled, running his hands through Cody's "long" hair.

"Noah…" The blue eyed boy gazed into the designer's chocolate eyes.

A smile spread across Noah's face as Cody crawled into Noah's lap. Inches away, and it was just pure bliss from there on…

"Mr. Greyson, where's Mr. Anderson? You need to get the outfit for-" Lorenzo stopped abruptly, "Mr. Greyson?"

Cody gasped and quickly rolled off Noah to the opposite side of the couch.

"Ugh! What is it, Lorenzo?" Noah asked in a rather irritated voice.

"… Mr. Greyson, may I talk to you?" Lorenzo stopped and shot a hostile look at Cody, "Alone?"

"Certainly, Lorenzo." Noah smiled and tried to calm Cody down by petting his back, tenderly, "Cody, can we have a moment?"

"Oh, okay, Noah." Cody said, trying not to look to terrified of Lorenzo.

As Cody walked out and shut the door, he only heard a bit of the conversation.

"Mr. Greyson, what just happened between you and Mr. Anderson just now?" Lorenzo ranted.

Cody leaned on the door, slid down and crouched throwing his head into his hands, "Man, I am so fired…"