music - Damiano David

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^^^what she's wearing in the first rehearsal but her hairs blonde and it's down. also doing a version where the UK isn't hated by the whole of Europe, so we're gonna get more than 0 lmao

friday 14th may
8 days till the grande finale

Eurovision.
it had always been a dream of Lauren's ever since she was a little girl. The thought of singing on the large stage of the previous winner made her feel warm inside. she perused music for her whole education, even when she was told she would never make it. Now, age 21, she was standing behind the stage in the Netherlands, twisting her mic around in her hands as she prepares to practice her first performance.

"okay, number 9...united Kingdom?" a stage director says, walking over to the group.

Lauren was surrounded by her 4 backup dancers, her manager and her bestfriend Quinn, who was talking to one of the other performers.

"okay Lauren, your free to go on, Mia if you make your way down to the special effects manager, you can talk to them" Mark says, Lauren reading his name on his shirt.

"okay okay, i'm gonna go sit in the seats Lauren, i'm gonna pray that there will be a hot boy i can talk to!" Quinn says, running of towards the exit.

"okay, Start the music!"

The music starts playing, the camera following Lauren out of the stage screen doors. She walks over to the Dancers in the middle, looking right into the camera lens as the crew messes around with the lights.

a verse into the song, the music cuts out, everybody looking over to the large power source on the side, to find a group stumbled in attempting to put a socket back in.

"sorry everyone!" a man shouts, a thick italian accent coming off from it, "keep going, you sounded great!" he yells, him and his group walking over to the seating area.

Lauren looks over at Her bestfriend, who was already gawking over to the sofa next to hers.

As the music starts from the beginning, The girl runs to the back of the stage, re-doing her strut like walk. A few cheers arise from the italian group as she starts to sing, a small smile spreading onto her face. This is what she had looked for, this was the reason she fell in love with eurovision.

After a few more run throughs of the performance, Lauren was finished and making her way over to Quinn, another groups performance playing over the speakers.

"that was amazing girl! god i wish i actually had talent" she says, slouching into the chair.

"you do have talent Quinn" Lauren says, "your a great...dancer?"

"...speaking of!" she starts, "did you see those italian men? ugh i would let tarzan run me over"

"tarzan?" Lauren questions, looking over at the girl.

"yeah, you know, the one with the long hair? i mean, i'd let them all run me over...this is too much for me, i'm having a bi overload!" Quinn says, doing a dramatic faint into Lauren's arms, a large laugh appearing from them both.

"quiet! okay, number 24, Maneskin!" Mark shouts, a large stand in the middle of the stage, the lights dimming.

"this is them! shush lauren, i need to see what we're dealing with here!"

The loud music starts playing through the speakers, 3 members of the band playing their instruments on the stage. The last one emerges from the side, a deep italian voice joining the music, somehow shirtless.

"oh lord, look at HIM!" quinn shouts, Lauren barely able to hear, "he's the DRUMMER? ID LET HIM BASH M-"

"okay quinn, we get it, you are Severely attracted to mr Tarzan man!" Lauren shouts, her eyes directing back to the performance on the stage.

"oh lord"

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hola
okay first chapter done, hopefully i will try to upload everyday, but remember i do have school lol.

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