Oh mon Dieu! - Damiano David

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May, 2021

It was finally time for the grand finale. Everyone Margot predicted was going in the finale went. She was sad to see some of the people having to leave early and not get into the grand night, but she was beyond thankful that France was in the top 5 countries. Earlier that day, her father flew in and immediately went to greet her in her dressing room where she was getting yet another makeover.

"Chou chou, changing your hair again? For the love of God what crazy colour are you dying it this time?" – her father explained. "Don't worry papa, I'm just getting a haircut and I'm going back to blond for the big night!" – she told him with a smile. She felt better after her talk with Damiano, few days prior. She felt like she had a new strength to go out there and sing her heart out to him. Sing to him everything she couldn't say the other day. She was, again thankful for this new strength that she had. She knew she was going to smash that performance and get that microphone trophy that was going to proudly sit on her bookshelf in her living room.

After her short transformation back to blond, and her new banging hairstyle, Margot changed into what she would wear for her performance which was a leather baggy button up, some bell-bottomed trousers and loads of jewellery around her neck and fingers. Her new hair went amazing with her outfit, the blond contrasting the black drastically. Everything was set, her guitarist and drummer that were going to accompany her on stage were ready and all was left to do was to go to the green room and to wait for her turn to perform. She was performing last, to her surprise but she did not mind. She got something to cover her hair for the time being while she sat in the green room awaiting her turn.

Soon the show started, Margot was covered with the French flag sat down between Switzerland and the UK, glad that she had her friend nearby, Germany was right behind her and right in front of her was her former friends and ex-boyfriend. Her hair was covered, and her eyes were hidden behind some shades.

As she patiently waited for all the performances to pass from the other countries, she tried to enjoy the show as best as she could. She sang along to all her friends' songs jamming out with Jendrik and the middle-fingered lady that she found hilarious. To say that she was enjoying herself way too much was an understatement. All was well until Maneskin were due to perform. 3 performances were separating her from them which meant that right after them she was supposed to go up on stage. She was watching them slay the stage in their cool costumes and cool pyrotechnics. He was parading up and down the stage looking as charming as ever. That was one of the things she fell for, his fucking charm and his raspy voice. She couldn't deny and say that she felt something deep down for him, but her pride was bigger than her feelings for him. She knew that one day they would go back together, but now was not the time. She was no ready to give herself all to him.

As the song ended, Margot was called with her drummer and guitarist by one of the staff members from Eurovision to go up and get ready. She bid her goodbyes to her father and manager and went to follow the kind lady that was taking them backstage to get them ready. On her way towards the stage, she encountered Damiano and his band. He gave her a smirk and mouthed a "good luck" while walking. Thomas gave her a thumbs up while Vic kept her gaze towards the ground just like Ethan, all of them sweaty beyond belief. Behind the stage everything was moving fast, everyone was buzzing going in every direction. Someone came over and briefed Margot and her band on where they're supposed to stand for the opening shot. She took everything in as she got her microphone equipment on with the help of the sound guy.

She did not notice time going by while getting told what she needs to do for the last time. It was now or never. She heard her small introduction card where she gave pictures of her family and of herself over the years including some footage that she shot in a studio in Paris. She took off her hair covering and her shades and left them before going in for a group hug with her guitarist and drummer. The lights were dimmed as she walked on stage and sat on her chair in the middle of the stage.