𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠: Gracie Joyce has always dreamed of being a actress when she grows up. She knew that it would be almost impossible they way her life was going at the moment. When an opportunity for a new movie production find...
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I have made a lot of mistakes in my life recently. This being one of them. I stand in front of my mirror looking at what I have become. I have on a black lace dress that is silky and smooth and falls right below my knees.
My feet are covered in black pumps and my face is covered in makeup. I was going to regret tonight wasn't I?
I don't know why I agreed. Maybe seeing the look on Easton's face when his friend came over to me and gave me his attention, and an invitation. I had never been to a party before. It was something that I wasn't into.
And now this- going to a fancy hotel, with fancy famous people. What was going on with me? I take a gulp of the last of my wine and hope it gives me confidence.
"Gracie! You coming!" Daisies voice can be heard from a mile away. I knew she was excited for me. I would be even more excited if the girl would tag along. But she was one of those people who explained that if she didn't get an invitation, she wasn't going.
Even though I explained that no one would even notice her and that I'm sure Jay wouldn't mind me bringing my beautiful friend, she put her foot down.
"Coming!" I grab my bag and slip out of my room, walking in on my best friend settled on my couch. She told me she would be here when I got back.
"You look hot!" I spin for her and smile. "I'm nervous."
"I know baby but you have to be confident, show these people that you are Gracie Joyve." Her words make me smile. No one can make me cry like she can.
"Alright, I'm heading out now. Don't stay up for me. I'll text you any updates.'' I kiss her cheek and head out the door. Grabbing my keys to get into my car. I start to unlock it
"Miss Joyce." My head lifts and a man, with black glasses and a tux, stands in front of this huge car. "Jay Hastings has sent me to get you." He opens the door to the limo as I stand there with my mouth wide open.
"Are you sure?" I ask the man. He gives me a smile nod as I walk towards him. I get in the car and gasp at how it looks. The interior is beautiful and nothing says rich more than this.
The limo starts moving as I get myself situated in. Never had I pictured myself in a limo... I was doing something right I guess.
It takes us a couple minutes to arrive. But the door to the limo opens and a hand stretches out to me. I take the hand and step out. I thanked the man who helped me and stopped at the doors of the hotel. I didn't see any paparazzi. Maybe because it was cold and windy but- I doubt that would stop them.
I take a deep breath and head inside. Music fills my ears and just like that- a waiter offers me the champagne tray. I thanked him and took the flute.
I suddenly feel a lot lighter after a couple sips. The hotel is gorgeous and dressed in black and gold décor.
