An idea!

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Angie's P.O.V

6:00 am and my phone is ringing. I grab it and squint my eyes to see who it is.
"Hello?" I ask with laziness.
"Hey Angie you there? I've been calling you for ages" the man says.
"Who is this?" I ask with suspicion.
"Angie, it's Caleb! Your stage Manager!" He says with a little bit of chuckle yet annoyance.
"Oh sorry, hey Caleb what's up" I ask.
"Well you know for tomorrow"
"Tomorrow where?" I'm so confused right now.
"You know, tomorrow at your concert" he says getting a bit angry with me.
"What! I thought I had a couple more days!" I say in fury.
"Well it was moved to tomorrow"
TOMORROW! That means I have to practice for tonight and spend all my time drinking coffee so I don't fall asleep!
"Caleb just tell me why you called me" I say rubbing my eyes a bit.
"Well you know your having an opening act, I've found you one!"
I suddenly jumped out of my bed listened to the phone to see who it was so I can jump up and down like a crazy person ( just like my mother)!
"Ok so don't get too excited, it's going to be..PABLO performing two songs for on his Album!" I dropped the phone, face down on the floor.
"Your Kidding right?" I say, picking it up,
"No and I know your excited and all but-"
"No! First you/they move my show and then PABLO Is Preforming!"
"Well isn't that-"
"No Caleb it's not good!" Please see if you can move my show to like two days away please" I begged, "and Pablo. Please don't let him preform" I say pleading.
"Ok I'll see what I can do but unless you can find someone to replace Pablo, he'll be singing. Now be at the arena by 7:00 Sharp please" he says then hangs up.
That only gives me an hour to get ready! It's nice being famous and all but when you have to get up early,be ready by 7:00 and only have an hour to get ready, it's hard work!

After rehearsals, I just sat on a chair in my dressing room. Just wondering what to do.
Ok so if Pablo performs then everyone gonna think we're going out and I'll have to hug him at the end as a thank you (thank you for leaving my life) hug. But I don't even want to touch him. Then it clicked, The Studio! I can go and ask the kids at the studio! Maybe they might go mental and all but it's worth a try.
I yell towards the stage.
"Gotta go now. I'll see you tonight" I call and off I go.
I have to walk everywhere and to be honest, I think I could eat 5 whole burgers, take a walk, and then be ok.
As I walk I take my phone out of my pocket to check the time, only to realise there's a crack on my screen! I had a miny heart attack and huffed and puffed. As I did, the crack came off,
"What the?" I say to myself-I kicked myself-It was only a piece of hair...

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