Shame on you

-Day 2

"Wow, you dressed pretty." I get in the Car and put the seatbelt on. "Thanks. I am so excited." Taylor laughs. "Yeah I can see that. You look way better than when we met yesterday." I just smile on that because what the hell is someone supposed to answer to that. Thanks? That seems desperate doesn't it? I check my phone again as Taylor starts laughing so I look up to her. "Sadie calm down, you should see yourself. I don't even know what you are so nervous about?" I put my phone away. "It may or may not be the fact that I am spending time with my role model. Just saying." Taylor just grins, literally everything she does makes me nervous tho.

We arrive at am airport but not at the entrance. Confused I look outside the car, searching for the Terminal we hae to go to. "Hey little one," Taylor gains my attention. "That's how famous people fly." She gets out of the car and so do I. There is a small airplane standing just about ahundred meters away. It's one of those you see in movies when the president flies somewhere. "With that?" I point at it. "Oh gosh you are so innocent. Come on." "Yeah just wait, I gotta get my suitcase." "It's getting taken care of." She puts her arm on my shoulders and walks towards the plane.

"You do realize that I am claustrophopic right?" "Don't worry, you'll have more space than in a normal airplane you've been flying with." From here it doesn't look like that at all. We get up the stairs and everything is luxurious and expensive and real leather and stuff. I am afraid to touch anything. "Pick a seat." I do as she says, of course near the window. I sit down and stretch out my feet. "That's new." It doesn't take long and we are already driving. "Don't we have to wait for permission to depart?" "Yeah we obviously already have it." I look outside and watch everything very closely.

"I really don't know you long but you've already gained a special place in my heart. There is just something about you." I look at Taylor. "Are you talking to me." We both laugh after a few seconds. The whole flight we have much fun and as we land, a car is already waiting for us. "Honestly, I am starting to like this life." "If you do it right, it can be great to be famous." "Yeah, many people hate it." She just nods. The Car drives us to a hotel near the Studio I am having the interview.

"You don't have to do all this you know." I say before I head into my room wich is next to hers. "I know but I want to. I feel bad for having these mean thoughts about you." I just smile and then vanish in this huge hotel room. It's so big, I don't know what to do with all that space. I look around when it knocks at my door. "Come on in."

"So show me what you were planning on wearing tomorrow." Taylor says so i rush to my suitcase and pull the dress out.

"I mean it is looking good but I wouldn't do that." Don't you have any short dresses?" I put the one I am holding up down and shake my head. "I don't wear short dresses or skirts." I explain. "Why so?" I look at her and it takes her a few seconds to realize. "Oh I'm sorry. But this shouldn't be a reason for you to not wear that. I bet you'd look beautiful in it." I sit down on the bed. "I mean I just don't want people asking or talking about it you know." "You're past the point where you don't want people talking about you. I have something for you." She pulls out a beautiful dress. "I don't know." "At least try it on. If you don't like it you don't have to wear it but just try it out. I mean no one sees you except me and I know about it anyways." I sigh and agree to it.

I look at myself in the bathroom mirror. "I know you're done, show me." It feels wrong but it looks so good. I don't know what to do. Let's see what Taylor says. I slowly open the door and get out. Her eyes light up and it seems like she doesn't care about my prothese.

"What do you think Sadie?" "Well it's something different but I like it." She smiles and nods. "I love it. You should wear it." "You're not letting me off the hook here are you?" She stands up and walks up to me. "Look, it is your decision but do you really think that hiding yourself behind long dresses and long jeans is the best solution?" I shake my head. She is right, no question but I am scared about what others will think. "Either people like you or not, and at least then you can openly tell the whole sory. What do you think?" "Yeah okay, I'll do it, I mean you're not entirely wrong." We both laugh and I change back.

As I get out of the bathroom she's still patiently waiting. "You have to tell me how much money I owe you." I say but don't get an answer so I put the dress away and then walk to her. "Nothing." "Are you kidding? I know that this all costs much." "Yeah, just see it as a really late birthday present." "Wait how did you know about that?" She just smiles on that and shows me with her hand to sit down next to her on the bed and so I do. Taylor puts her arm around me and pulls me to her. "Are you alright?" She whispers. I am really close and can hear her heartbeat wich my heart is trying to much and with that slowing down. I nod to her question.