Chapter One

Jackie took another cotton ball out of the jar and furiously splashed more make-up remover onto it. She rubbed her eye again trying her hardest to get the thick, heavy, eyeshadow off but it still wouldn't budge. She looked up at her reflection in the mirror,

I look like a panda she thought to herself.

Jackie had once thought of herself as a make-up expert. Hell, she had even made Michael Kelso look pretty when they were dating! But even she could not get used to all the make-up she was forced to wear daily for her job. Sure, she looked fantastic when it was all on and she was smiling for the camera….but getting it off seemed to take longer than the photo shoot itself.

"Here, try one of these, they're fantastic" said Kirsty, a fellow model, waving a wipe in Jackie's face.

"What on earth is this?" cried Jackie, "I am not putting a baby wipe onto my beautiful face, even if I do resemble a panda at this moment".

"Take it easy Jackie!" laughed Kirsty, "It's a wipe specifically made to help you not look like a zoo animal. Geez girl, just try it coz I'm certainly not going out with you tonight looking like that!"

Jackie laughed, took the wipe from Kirsty and to her surprise it did seem to be the little miracle she needed right then. She looked over at Kirsty who was currently trying to brush her teased hair out. Kirsty had been a good friend to Jackie. She had given her somewhere to live and helped her get into the modelling industry at a time when Jackie was at her lowest. After leaving her family and friends behind in Point Place Jackie had attempted to give Chicago another shot. Point Place just wasn't home anymore. She had barely seen anyone since she had broken up with Fez after one week of dating and she knew they all probably thought she was some skank who had set out to destroy the group. So she had packed up her bags and moved on outta there.

Chicago, however, wasn't any more welcoming at first than the place Jackie had left behind. She had spent her days applying for any job, and every job, while her funds dwindled away. It was always the same old excuse, she was 'too young' or 'too inexperienced'.

Well… thought Jackie as she applied a thin layer of moisturiser over her now clean face, They can all get stuffed because now I'm too fabulous! Sure, it had taken 2 years of knock-backs and sleeping in crummy hostels, but after meeting Kirsty Jackie's luck had finally changed. They had met a year ago in a coffee shop. Jackie was on a trial run and was quite frankly hopeless; she couldn't make a decent cup of coffee or get an order right to save herself. But Kirsty had noticed that Jackie had a 'look' and that her agent was looking for that particular 'look'. Tanned skin, big eyes, long dark hair, and a killer smile was exactly what Sasha needed on her books and once Kirsty had introduced her to Jackie it was all on. Jackie had bookings left right and centre and was fast becoming the face of the modelling scene. Sure she wasn't quite tall enough for runway modelling but she never liked to walk much anyway so it was perfect.

"Come on Jackie, we're gonna be late and you know I hate to be late" screamed Kirsty from the kitchen just as Jackie walked in.

"Calm down, calm down, you should know me by now Kirst, I like to make sure I look absolutely perfect before I go out" smiled Jackie as she took the glass of wine from her flatmate.

The girls sat down on their big couch and took the first sip of what they felt was a well-earned Merlot.

"Right' said Kirsty nudging her friend, "tonight is mission 'get Jackie laid' night and no complaining! I'm sick of looking like the slut in this friendship while you look like Mother Mary!"

Jackie laughed. Yeah she hadn't 'been laid' in a while, actually, it had been a long, long, while but she just didn't need that complication in her life right now. The job, the nice apartment, the new friends…that's what mattered to her. Boys had just caused her heartache.

"Kirsty my dear, you better call off your troops coz your mission needs to be aborted. Tonight is about dancing, drinkn, and having fun. It feels like ages since we've actually been in Chicago on a Friday night so let's enjoy it and not plan anything…ok?" Jackie looked at Kirsty who was twirling a strand of her long, blonde hair around her index finger. Kirsty winked back at Jackie and grinned.

"Ok Jackie, but geez, you're 22 years old, not 42! And you look hot hot hot in that dress and heels, you're gonna be fighting them off!" Kirsty exclaimed before downing the last of her wine and lighting a cigarette. "Come on, its 10pm, the clubs will be filling up now and I bet they could use a couple of hot models to brighten the place up".

Jackie laughed as she finished off her wine and grabbed her black faux fur jacket. She applied a little more lip gloss and ran her fingers through her long, dark hair.

"Are you sure I look alright Kirst?" she asked as she examined herself in the full length mirror by the front door. Kirsty was much more extroverted than Jackie and the strapless little black dress she had made Jackie wear was making her anxious. "I mean, I feel really, really booby in this dress of yours. Actually, I feel really leggy too. Maybe it's just not me?"

Kirsty made her way over to her friend and stood next to her. "Jackie, you look hot, we both look hot. Stop your moaning n let's go!" she cried as she grabbed Jackie's hand and pulled open the door. "Chicago, ya better watch out coz here we come!"

…

By the time the girls got to the entrance of the club there were already dozens of people queuing to get inside. The Provedore was a new club and was the place to be thanks to an extremely successful advertising campaign. A campaign that had Jackie and Kirsty's face all over it.

Kirsty laced her fingers with Jackie's and gently pulled her to the front of the queue. As soon as the doorman saw the girls he waved them through and pointed them toward the VIP area. The club was pumping; the music was loud, people were dancing and the lights were electrifying. Karma Chameleon was booming through the speakers and Jackie couldn't wait to hit that dance floor.

"Oh my god Kirsty I love this song!" she screamed into her friend's ear. "Hurry up, let's dance!" She was jumping up and down in one spot trying to motivate Kirsty to dance but Kirsty just shook her head.

"I need a drink Jackie, just wait here okay?" she yelled back at Jackie while motioning at the bar. "Give me your jacket and I'll be right back".

Jackie rolled her eyes and begrudgingly took her jacket off and handed it to Kirsty. Dammit! she thought to herself the freaking song will be over by the time she gets back! Jackie looked around; everyone was dancing and smiling while she sat herself up nervously at what could only be described as a ridiculously high table. God I hope I don't look too pathetic she thought as crossed her legs trying to look like the glamorous model she knew she was.

Just then she felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Finally! The songs just about over!" she cried turning around. But it wasn't Kirsty standing behind her.

"Hi Jackie".

"Um, hi Steven".