Amberlee makes her way out of the shower, her going to the room with a towel wrapped around her waist. She looks inside of her closet, her picking out some black tight skinny legged slacks of hers and a black blouse. She puts on her undergarments before putting on the high rise slacks and her black tank top, her going to tuck in her black blouse a little bit after putting it on and adjusting the collars on it. Her hair is in a high curly ponytail with two curly strands of her hair on each side of her head, her wearing black feather earrings as well, her having mascara on her top and bottom lashes and her lip gloss.
Ryder makes his way inside of the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. "You look good." He comments while going over to the closet.
"Thanks." Amberlee responds. She can see the irritated and dampened look on his face as he goes to get dressed in his black men slacks suit pants and a black buttoned up shirt, leaving the first few buttons unbuttoned. He raises his sleeves up to his elbows, him putting on his black suit shoes, him going to look into the mirror. "Perks of working in the modeling field you get some of the clothes."
Ryder nods his head. "Yeah."
"Want your hair up?" She questions.
"Yeah."
Ryder goes to sit down in the chair, Amberlee grabbing a brush and going to brush his damp thick black hair, her going to put it up in a bun in the back of his head, leaving a few strands free. "Do this have to be long and drawn out?"
"It does not." Amberlee answers back.
"How long do you think it's gonna take?"
Amberlee thinks for a moment. "Hour, hour and a half maybe." Ryder nods his head, him looking straight ahead of him. "We can do whatever you want after we get back."
"Just want to come back here, work on my bike more." He answers.
"Okay." Amberlee responds.
After she gets done doing his hair and they get dressed more they make their way out of the door, them getting into Amberlee's car and make their way to Town Hall.
When Amberlee pulls up it is a crowd of people, being both audience and reporters in front of the building. Amberlee is able to see the others up on the stage, them talking to the workers of Town Hall behind the podium. "We don't say anything to the reporters we just walk up to the stage no matter what they ask." Amberlee says while she parks.
Ryder nods his head, them both leaving out of the car and making their way through the crowd, Ryder taking Amberlee's hand and them interlocking their hands together.
"Ryder Parker!"
"Amberlee Sinclair over here!"
"Are you just using Amberlee Sinclair like the other girls you were with?"
"Amberlee how do you feel about Ryder's past with women?"
They make their way up the stage, going to the others where they stand and sit. "Good you both are here." Max says.
"Can we go on and get this over with?" Amberlee questions.
"Yes so Stephanie will go first, then from there Amir Ryder then lastly you Ambie." Max explains.
"Good." Amberlee replies.
"Ambie don't be so dramatic." Max says.
"I'm not going to be to dramatic." Amberlee smiles.
"But also be firm, don't let the questions get to you but also stay firm but controlled. Trust me." Lucas mentions.
"Little man." Steve says, looking at Amir's face filled with a grimace while he sits by Stephanie.
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The Rise Of Us
Teen FictionTakes place after After the Fall (Or Lumax Oneshots) it was previously. Amberlee Sinclair and Amir Harrington feel trapped in a world of richness and fame and choose to make their own destiny, set their own goals and make their own names for themse...