New York, New York - Mike Faist

FORTY

*jocelyn* december 15

I was woke up by being brutally shook awake. I groaned but opened my eyes.

"Joss, you have got to get up."

"Why?" I grumbled

"It's noon."

"What!" I shot up and rushed to the bathroom

I rushed a quick shower and quickly pulled hair into a low ponytail. I shoved myself into some leggings and a tee before rushing out of the bathroom. I scurried around for my bag and slid to the door pushing my shoes on. Just before I'm out the door, I turned back around to Mike who had an amused look painted across his face.

"I'll be there tonight. I mean it! I love you!" I yelled the second as I was already halfway out the door.

. . .

I ran into the theatre just on time and fell into the dressing room. Andrea didn't even turn toward me, how rude. I sat in my chair and acted as if everything was normal. I started patting on my makeup as Andrea started up some music for us.

"Fun morning?" She asked

"It was a hoot!"

I finished my makeup and slipped into my costume. I checked the time on my phone and saw it was 1:30.

"Shit."

I rushed to the hair department and fell into that chair.

"You're late." Xavier grabbed my hair accessories

"I know, I'm sorry! I woke up extremely late." I sighed as he clipped it in and secured it into my head

"When are we dying your hair?"

"March?"

"I'll get the hair extensions ordered now." He rushed me out of the room and I immediately went to the stage

I waited in the wings with the girls as we had only a few minutes till places. The play-on started and we scurried onto stage for our places.

. . .

"'Cause we're so much more than..."

"Divorced!"

"Beheaded!"

"Died!"

"Divorced!"

"Beheaded!"

"Survived!"

"We're...Six!" We struck our ending pose

The crowd erupted in applause and we took our bows, then the band, then the crew, and we left the stage. I walked to the dressing room before checking the time. My phone read 4:15 so I had some time before I had to be at Mike's show. I wanted to be there at 5:45.

"Want to get lunch?" I asked Andrea

"Yeah, sure."

I changed out of my costume and turned in my mic and hair stuff. I sat in our dressing room waiting for Andrea when Mike texted me

Mikey 💕

Hey honey, ben wants to know if you wanna come backstage after the show
Of course I'll come backstage!
Sweet, just stay inside our seat after curtain call and I'll come get you
Kk, gotta go, love youu
I love you too

Andrea came back into the room, so we retrieved our stuff and headed our onto the cold streets of New York. We found a warm mom and pop diner and stepped inside. An older lady walked up to us and smiled.