Free Standing Out By Katie Price EBOOKProduct DescriptionNobody stands out from the crowd quite like Katie Price. The world can't help but sit up and take notice of her every move. Ever since her early modeling shoots, the camera lens has never been off her and even in those early days, it was clear that a star was born. Katie Price isn't one to follow trends. Unafraid to do whatever it takes to look how she wants, she doesn't play by anyone else's rules and she always does things her own way.
A sparkling and sexy tale of glamour modeling, romance and the treacherous promises of fame.Eighteen-year-old Angel has only one dream: to leave behind the sheltered safety of her home and head for the modelling agencies of the big city. Young, beautiful and sexy, she seems destined for a successful career in modelling and, very quickly, the glitzy world of celebrity fame and riches becomes her new home.But then she meets Mickey, the lead singer of a boy band, who is as irresistible as he is dangerous, and Angel discovers that a rising star can just as quickly fallFrom the Paperback edition. About the AuthorKatie Price is one of the UK's top celebrities. She was formerly the glamour model Jordan and is now a bestselling author, successful businesswoman and star of her own reality TV show.
Katie is a patron of Vision Charity and currently lives in Sussex with her three children. This eBook is copyright material and must not be copied, reproduced, transferred, distributed, leased, licensed or publicly performed or used in any way except as specifically permitted in writing by the publishers, as allowed under the terms and conditions under which it was purchased or as strictly permitted by applicable copyright law.
Any unauthorised distribution or use of this text may be a direct infringement of the author's and publisher's rights and those responsible may be liable in law accordingly.ISBN 064Version 1.0. Published in the United Kingdom by Arrow Books in 20061 3 5 7 9 10 8 6 4 2Copyright © Katie Price 2006; Rebecca Farnworth 2006Katie Price and Rebecca Farnworth have asserted their right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act, 1988 to be identified as the authors of this work.This novel is a work of fiction. Chapter 1 Birthday Girl'Come off it, Angel, there's no way you can go clubbing dressed like that!' Gemma exclaimed.' I always dress like this,' Angel replied, surprised.
'What's wrong with it?' She looked at herself in the mirror and frowned. She was wearing her usual uniform of jeans, a baggy T-shirt, a dark-green hoodie and, her one concession to going clubbing, flat gold pumps.
Her long brunette hair was loose and cascaded wildly down her back and the only makeup she was wearing was mascara.' Where do I begin?' Sighed Gemma. 'Please borrow something of mine and let me do your make-up. It's your birthday, for God's sake; we're supposed to be celebrating!' 'Okay,' shrugged Angel, not really bothered what she looked like, just glad to be going out with Gemma and knowing also that once Gemma had set her mind to something, resistance was futile. 'You know I've always hated my birthday, so it's no big deal.
Who cares what I look like?' 'It is a big deal, and tonight you are going to pull.' Gemma had been itching to get her hands on Angel, knowing that it wouldn't take much to make her friend look gorgeous.
It was always a mystery to Gemma that Angel was so completely unaware of how beautiful she was. There was no other way to describe her. She had the most amazing green eyes, fringed with lashes so long they could easily have been false; her lips were full and sensuous, the kind so many women spent a fortune on collagen trying to imitate; her skin was golden brown and flawless, except for the odd freckle, which only added to her beauty; and as if her face wasn't stunning enough she had a knock-out figure, curvaceous, with a great pair of boobs, long slim legs and an enviably flat stomach. Not that anyone ever got to see any of that under Angel's shapeless tops and baggy jeans.
That was something Gemma was determined to change.She immediately started pulling clothes out of her wardrobe. Gemma's middle name should have been 'fashionista' – she worshipped fashion and no trend ever passed her. She owned most of Topshop's current collection so there was a lot to choose from: shrugs, wrap dresses, puffball skirts, polka dot tops, shorts. She picked up each garment and held it up against Angel, who was lounging on the bed and flicking through one of Gemma's many celeb mags. Finally, Gemma settled on a sexy scarlet T-shirt with a low-cut neck and sweet puffed sleeves and a pleated denim miniskirt.'
Right,' she ordered, 'put these on. Sexy and simple – perfect. And borrow my Wonderbra as well, to give yourself some cleavage.' 'But I never wear skirts,' protested Angel, picking up the garment and feeling slightly alarmed by how short it was.'
It's about time you did, then.' Angel reluctantly pulled off her clothes, fumbled with the push-up bra and slowly slipped on the skirt and T-shirt.
She smoothed down the skirt, then hesitantly looked at herself in the mirror. At first she felt self-conscious about how much of her body was on display, but as she took in the whole of her reflection, she couldn't help smiling. She straightened her shoulders and lifted her head, the light catching her hair and a glint in her green eyes. The Wonderbra had given her an amazing cleavage. She didn't look too bad, did she?' Wow, you look fantastic!'
Gemma exclaimed, fussing with one of her sleeves. 'Now, let me get started on your face. What have you got on at the moment?'
'Nothing,' replied Angel, turning round in front of the mirror, checking out the outfit. 'Just some mascara.' Gemma laughed. 'You're the only girl I know who would even think of going clubbing without wearing any make-up!' She dragged her over to her dressing table, which was piled high with beauty products – foundations, blushers, powder, eye shadows, concealers, lipsticks, Gemma had it all – and made her sit down.
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Before Angel had the chance to protest she grabbed a pair of tweezers and started attacking Angel's eyebrows.' Ouch,' yelled Angel in pain. 'What the fuck are you doing?'
'Something you should have done years ago.' 'Well, it bloody well hurts, you sadist!' Wailed Angel.' Don't you know anything, Angel? The eyebrow is crucial. It frames the face; why do you think most stars have their own personal brow-shaper?' Gemma said, sounding exactly like the beauty page of a celebrity magazine.
'At the moment you've practically got a monobrow. I'm doing you a massive favour – you should be grateful.' Several painful minutes later, she was done. 'I could go on, but that'll do for now.' 'Let me have a drink first,' Angel demanded. 'I need something for the pain.' 'Lightweight,' laughed Gemma, passing her a bottle of Smirnoff Ice.Angel closed her eyes as Gemma got to work on her, quite enjoying the sensation of Gemma's cool fingers on her skin.
Ten minutes later, she finally allowed Angel to look at herself in the mirror.An unfamiliar face stared back at her, glowing and shimmery, full lips parted in an uncertain smile, eyes huge and sparkling.' God, is that really me?' Angel exclaimed, hardly believing the transformation. She'd always thought she was fairly ordinary: not a minger, but not a stunner either.
But the girl staring back at her looked really good. Gemma hadn't put on a lot of make-up, simply accentuated Angel's beautiful eyes and lips and given her cheeks a sexy glow.' You look amazing, Angel,' Gemma said gleefully. 'You know what I think? You look like a model.' 'Are you having a laugh?'
Angel demanded, staring at her friend. She must be taking the piss.
So she looked much prettier made up for a night out, and she had to admit that she liked this new Angel, but there was no way she had the looks to be a model.' No, I'm not!' Gemma retorted. 'Mum and I are always saying you should.' But she could see that this was pushing it, so, glad she'd made some progress with Angel tonight, she quickly changed the subject.' Now for some shoes!'
'Can't I just wear my pumps?' Angel pleaded.' No, you can't. Here, try these.'
And Gemma thrust a pair of red strappy sandals into Angel's hands.' I'm never going to be able to walk in these, never mind dance,' Angel grumbled, as she fastened the straps. Gemma is definitely a sadist, she thought as she tottered unsteadily round the room.
She could count on one hand the number of times she had worn heels, preferring her Timberlands or her pumps.' There's a first time for everything,' Gemma said completely unsympathetically, putting on her own make-up. 'How do I look?' 'Gorgeous as ever,' replied Angel, relieved to be out of the spotlight and thinking that her friend was easily the prettiest girl she had ever known. Gemma was petite, with long, glossy, black, poker-straight hair, a heart-shaped face and the deepest blue eyes. She looked fragile, someone you wanted to shelter and protect, but she was actually as tough as old boots, and when some older girls had tried to bully Angel in primary school it was Gemma who had stood up to them and told them exactly where to go.
She had been looking out for Angel ever since.She was standing in front of the full-length mirror now, fiddling with her hair. 'What do you think, Angel, up or down?' 'Definitely down, it looks amazing.' 'And so do you, Angel, you are so going to meet someone tonight,' Gemma said. 'That Craig from college who does media studies is going and I know he really fancies you.' 'Well, I'm not interested in him,' Angel replied.Gemma's dad called up telling them to get their arses into gear.'
Angel, you have got to face facts – Cal has been going out with Melanie for nearly a year. Get over it!'
The Cal in question was twenty-one-year-old, drop-dead gorgeous, well fit Callum Bailey, whom Angel had been hopelessly, secretly and madly in love with for as long as she could remember. She knew him because he was her older brother Tony's best friend.
His dad had walked out on him when he was two and Cal had had a rough time since then. His mum was an alcoholic and, with his dad gone, love and stability had largely been missing from his life. His salvation had been football and the Summer family.
Angel's dad, Frank, was the coach for the local youth team and had taken Cal under his wing, treating him practically like another son. So Cal spent nearly all his time at her house, which was good because she got to see him but bad because he appeared to be oblivious to her feelings and, instead of seeing her as a potential girlfriend, treated her like a kid sister.' Never mind me and Cal, what about you and Tony?' Angel answered back.
The two of them had been flirting on and off for the last three months. Tony was shy around girls and didn't seem able to make the first move, even though Angel had told him time and time again that Gemma was interested.' All right, I know,' Gemma admitted. 'I haven't had sex for so long I'm probably a virgin again. But you're not much better.
People will start to think we're bloody lesbos if we don't score soon.' It was true, Angel thought – she was in a sexual slump. Today, May 28th, she was seventeen and she'd only had one serious relationship so far – Greg, a shy but cute lad from her school. They'd gone out for three months before having sex. And while Angel hadn't been expecting the earth to move, she had been seriously disappointed all the same. Greg had been a virgin too and it was all a bit rushed – two minutes, if Angel remembered right.
After that, they did it a few more times, with little improvement – which only increased her frustration; if Greg knew anything about the female body, he wasn't letting on and Angel had got fed up with nipping off to the bathroom for a bit of DIY after yet another crap shag. She'd only started going out with Greg to get over her feelings for Cal but there was fat chance of that.
It only intensified how she felt because she could just imagine how good Cal Bailey was in bed, though she didn't need to imagine – she knew how good he was. One night, when her parents were away, Tony had a party. Cal and Mel had stayed round her house and Angel got to hear everything, and judging from Mel's moans of delight, which Angel heard through her bedroom wall, Cal knew exactly what he was doing.After Angel had split with Greg she'd gone out with various other lads, but it never lasted more than a couple of weeks.
They all followed the same pattern: they'd go out clubbing, Angel would pretend she was having a good time, the lad would kiss her, she'd kiss him back because she felt she had to and then she'd make some excuse and go home. Then they'd meet up again for a drink and things would go a bit further, but she'd never gone as far as having sex with them, however goodlooking the lad in question was. There was no getting away from it – Cal was the only one she was interested in.' Are you girls ready for that lift?' Gemma's dad, Bill, called up the stairs, jangling his car keys.
'The taxi service wants to sit down and have a drink, so can you put a move on?' The two girls raced downstairs. Bill was a total sweetie who would do anything for his daughter. Angel couldn't help comparing him to her dad, who only seemed to criticise her these days.'
Let's have a look at you,' called Jeanie, Gemma's mum, from the living room.Gemma walked in first and her mum looked her up and down fondly as if passing judgment on her daughter. This was a family ritual whenever Gemma went clubbing. Finally, Jeanie said, 'You pass just about, but do you actually call that a skirt?' 'Come off it, Jeanie, when you were Gemma's age your skirts were much shorter,' teased Bill.' Cheeky bastard!' Exclaimed Jeanie. 'You never had a problem with it.'
'Right, Angel.' Gemma pulled her reluctant friend through the door. 'It's your turn for the inspection.' Angel walked slowly into the room, still getting used to her heels. Jeanie and Bill, expecting to see Angel in her usual casual uniform, were speechless.' You think I look too tarty?' Angel said anxiously, wrongly interpreting their silence.
'I told you not to put too much make-up on me, Gemma.' 'No, love, you look gorgeous,' Jeanie finally said.
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'Gemma's done a great job, I couldn't have done it better myself.' Jeanie owned a very successful beauty salon in Brighton, so Angel knew she meant what she said.' Just you look after her,' Bill warned Gemma, and Angel smiled at him. When Angel found out last year that she had been adopted, Jeanie and Bill had been the only people, apart from Gemma, she could talk to about her feelings.' Enjoy yourselves, girls,' Jeanie said. 'And if you can't be good, be careful.'
Angel and Gemma giggled. We are so not going to have sex with anyone the first time we meet them! Don't wait up, we'll get a taxi.' The two girls had to queue to get into Creation, which was two minutes from the sea, and even though they shivered in the cool May air, chatting and giggling, for once Gemma didn't mind the wait.
She stood back a little to watch every man do a double-take the moment he laid eyes on Angel. It wasn't that she was wearing more revealing clothes than anyone else – there were lots of girls wearing considerably less than her – but none of them looked as sexy and beautiful as Angel. Not for a second did Gemma feel jealous of Angel; she was genuinely glad to see her friend looking so stunning. For too long had she been hiding behind her baggy T-shirts.