Chapter 362
Just as they'd all predicted, when the time came to try on the outfits and go through the dress rehearsal, all chaos broke loose from the onset. For Cheryl's outfits it wasn't too bad and only slight tweaks needed to be made in order for them to look right and be comfortable for her with all of the dancing she'd be doing; the dancers outfits on the other hand were a whole other story. The wrong size shoes had been sent in for Tre and Marshall who had extremely large feet and so it was going to be a nightmare getting more delivered in their strange sizes in time for them flying to Belfast tomorrow; they were a t-shirt down which brought out Cheryl's feisty side as she thought it was absolutely ridiculous that somebody had made such a stupid mistake for something so easy, making everyone start to sweat copiously and glance at each other out of the corners of their eyes as they all knew it wasn't ever good to stress Cheryl out; AV had stood too close to one of the pyrotechnics and melted the rubber on the bottom of his shoes, which meant another pair on top of Marshall and Tre's had to be ordered; basically anything that could go wrong, seemed to be going wrong.
"I'm sorry, but this is a *Ducking* joke!...it's one thing getting sizes mixed up accidently or whatever cos everyone's different and it's more complicated, but not being able to count how many bloody dancers I've got is just ridiculous!..." Cheryl began ranting on as she wandered into the dressing room where the boys were all trying their clothes on, having been told by Gary that they'd been a miscount and that Tyrell had been left with no top. Everyone had immediately gone silent when she'd stormed in, already looking stressed out as she'd just seen the outfits that had been delivered for the girls when they were performing with her on the Girls Aloud medley, hating the look of them even just on the hangers. "I mean it's not some crazy huge number!...it's 10 dancers altogether!...2 girls and 8 boys...basic maths guys...I'm not a *Ducking* genius but even I can do that!...my 4 year old nephew could have bloody done that for God's sake...tiny things like this I shouldn't have to *Ducking* worry about, seriously!" she complained as her team in charge of outfits just stood not really knowing what to say, not wanting to annoy her even more, as despite joking around a lot and being very friendly with every one 90% of the time, Cheryl took her work very seriously and instantly would take on her boss role as soon as she felt people weren't doing their job properly.
"Sorry Cheryl...we'll have it sorted out by tomorrow, it will be fine, honestly...it was a silly mistake on our part, there's no excuses" one of the stylists stepped up and braved Cheryl's wrath who was just dragging her hands up and down her face, even making Tre who was sitting on one of the benches feel nervous as she was showing all the signs of blowing at any moment like some erupting volcano.
"Wey it's going to have to be bloody ready by tomorrow isn't it, cos that's when we're sodden going!...I know I' m being a *Female Dog* here, but seriously guys!...there's a million things that still need sorted out, and getting clothes for my dancers shouldn't be *Ducking* one of them at this stage of preparations!...yanno what, Lily, could you just make the order for the clothes please? Cos at least I can trust that you'll actually get the numbers right...this is such a waste of *Ducking* time...Arghh!!!" Cheryl grumbled in response, feeling so wound up as the time was really ticking now towards the evening and she felt like they'd had so many setbacks today because of things that shouldn't really have been a problem; Lily just nodded her head and agreed to sort it all out for her, knowing she'd feel bad for having a go at her team later once she'd calmed down, but it was clear that at the minute she was fuming with them all, leading to her just storming back out again whilst groaning away to herself and wishing people could just do what they were hired to do.
"sh!t!...haha...thank God she's going to Kim's house tonight...she's damn scary today!...haha" Tre breathed out as soon as his grumpy girlfriend had left the room, breaking the awkward silence that had set in as the stylists all looked terrified.
"Don't worry guys...she'll be fine with you all once she calms down...she's just starting to stress out, that's all" Lily reassured the 2 women and the man who were taking care of all the clothing side of things, all of whom were looking incredibly miserable after getting a good telling off by their angry boss, who up until this point they'd gotten on very well with.
"I don't know how it happened Lily, honestly...it must have just been a mistake typing the numbers into the computer, cos all the other outfits are here...we do know how many dancers there are...we haven't forgotten any of you guys actually exist...haha" the woman explained to Lily who was trying to make them feel a bit better about it all, while the dancers just smiled at her, Lily understanding completely how little things like this could easily happen.
"It's all good guys, seriously...she just needs to chill for a bit and relax, she's getting tired, that's all...once she's had a coffee she'll be fine...haha" Tre grinned up at them, knowing the way Cheryl's mind worked and that she wouldn't have actually meant to have gotten so angry with them, it had just been a long time since she'd had a good rest now and even though she was constantly saying she was fine, there was no doubt that her nerves would be starting to set in as the opening night approached.
"I just feel so bad...she doesn't need all of this does she?...she must have so much already going on in her head without worrying about outfits not being ready in time" the other woman chipped in, feeling a bit guilty, as up until today Cheryl had been pretty relaxed and looked to be enjoying herself, whereas now she was storming round like a bear with a sore head, finding everybody very irritating as she expected all of these things to be ready on time for her, otherwise she'd have just done it herself.
"Don't feel bad babe...these things always happen on big productions like this...it would be a miracle for everything to just run smoothly...haha...right, I'll go and sort it all out for you all so you can just concentrate on making the adjustments to what we do have, and then everything will be hunky dory tomorrow...fingers crossed...haha...otherwise I'll be in the firing line too!...haha...seriously though, don't stress guys" Lily gave them a little pep talk to lift their spirits back up, standing right by Fefe who was softly stroking the bottom of her back while he was sat on the bench with the others, still not being able to take his hands off her it seemed as he listened, thinking she was so sweet for trying to make the 3 stylists feel better.
"Thank you Lily...and if you see Cheryl, could you tell her we really are so sorry for the extra stress any of this has caused" the woman smiled, being grateful that Lily was clearly going to handle the situation for them and hopefully calm Cheryl down before they'd have to see her again. Lily just grinned back and gave them a positive thumbs up, before affectionately stroking Fefe's hair as she turned around and left them all to it, doing her very best not to stress herself out either which often would become the case in times like this.
