Eminem fanfic

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"I think I'll wear this for the meeting." Ava said walking out of the dressing room in tight black ripped jeans and a bright pink long sleeve shirt with the words DETROIT in black print across the chest.
"I think  that's perfect they said to dress pretty casual it's nothing formal." Becky said looking up from her phone to stop texting for a second before looking back down. Becky was always on her phone but Ava was okay with that. She understood it was only for business and that it was always about her.

"I think Eminem will like it too since he's also from Detroit." Becky called as Ava fixed her make up not he dressing room mirror quickly.
"Well that will give us something to talk about I suppose, also should I call him Eminem or Marshal?" She asked.

"I think whatever names her uses when you get introduced to him." Becky said still texting.
"Smart, okay I'm ready." Ava snapped a photo posting it on her story before shoving her phone in her pocket and walking out of the store and to their car with Becky lightly chatting as she continued to text.

"Here we are, are you ready." Becky put her phone in her purse fixing her hair quickly.
"This is insane, do I look ok?" Ava asked suddenly nervous as she looked at the tall building outside the car window.
"Yea you look amazing, and I'll be right with you now let's go." They both climbed out of the car and walking to side the building and up to the front desk.

"How may I help you?" The older man behind the desk asked.
"I'm Becky Smith and this is my client Ava Mix we are here to see Richard Fax." Becky stated pulling out a slip of paper and handing it to the man. He looked it over closely before nodding and filling the paper.
"Everyone is on level four room sixteen, I'll tell him you are on your way."
"Thank you." Becky smiled before they both heading into the elevator. Once the doors closed Ava let out a sigh. Becky grabbed her hand lightly squeezing it.
"You'll be fine, I promise." Ava nodded her head as the elevator stopped and they both got off hand in hand.

"This is the room." Becky stated once they stood in front of the door. She turned to Ava who took another deep breath before nodding to Becky who opened the door and walked in Ava trailing close behind.

Inside the room was a large table with a few different business men and woman sitting g I the chairs looking over papers and talking to each other with scattered conversations. A single tall man wearing a blue suit stood up next to a white board talking on the phone once he hung up he looked over and saw Ava and Becky stand there.

"Welcome Miss Ava so glad you came, please do come in." His smile grew and he extended his hand witch Ava quickly shook.
"Thank you for having me in so excited." Ava smiled brightly.
"Well I'm glad, I'm this is the team that will be running the numbers and buying everything you need for the performance we also have make up and the designers but they will be coming in about two weeks to size you and talk about what your going to wear." He gestured to the group of busy men and woman writing on papers and talking on their phone all very invested in their work.

"And if we go through these doors you'll meet Eminem Snoop Dogg and the other performers as well." He pointed towards a large frosted door making Ava gulp loudly she was still extremely nervous.
"And how will the run down go exactly?" Becky chirped in like a professional manger.
"Ava will go in and stand behind the mug in the ground of the room and there will be a man who will ask her a few questions about herself and then she'll sing a song of her choice, and after that well introduce her to the other headliners." Richard smile before gesturing to the door.
"Are you ready?" He asked kindly walking towards it putting his hand on the door knob but waiting for her to nod her head.

"Yes I'm ready." Ava smiled as Becky lightly patted her back in support. Richard chuckled to himself before opening the door and walking in. Ava and Becky trailed close behind into the room. It was mostly white. Ava looked around and noticed a microphone placed in the front of the room with a few large speakers around. There was a large tv camera like the ones that would film her during performances with a man standing behind it. A few folding chairs were scattered around the room. She noticed a few men holding papers and some writing down notes. There was quiet chatter across the entire room. Richard spoke to the camera man pointing at Ava before heading to the mic and tapping.