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"You look so pretty."
"I know right." I replied to my stylist as I sat right in front of the mirror, sadly I was at a mtv interview, with everyone who was invited as well, I guest the company heard that I was in New York and wanted me along with everyone else to stop by.
It was pretty nice but since Aaliyah and Kim was around I wasn't very fond of the idea. Kim kept staring at me as she was getting her shit done but I barely said a word, clearly there was tension, I didn't like her or wanted to be anything close as a friend to her and I was sure it was the other way around as well.
We glanced at each at times but never talked. "Confidence I love it." Frankie my makeup artist said as she smiled at me, clearly that smile was fake, she knew I was self absorbed and fake. But who cares. Everyone in this room new how I acted rather it be magazine or simply me just being me when I was in a room with them.
"Confidence isn't a real thing, if it was—- bitches wouldn't be wearing makeup."
"You're hypocritical as hell." Da brat said beside me being all up my business. Of course when it came to doing this interview, this creature made its presence, I don't know where she came from but whatever it was I wanted it as far away from me as possible. "Hold on second baby." I whispered to my makeup making her stop when she fixing my lipstick. When she did so leaning her back to the station, I reached for the perfume that was sitting on the edge on the station table and began to spray it all around. I even purposely sprayed it near dabrat making her cough.
"Spraying too much hoe cologne." She insulted lowering her voice as only were talking.
"It's not cologne bitch it's perfume." I corrected making her roll her eyes. "I couldn't guess."
"Shut up." And she did just that, she ignored me as Frankie went back doing my makeup. As I was continuing to get my makeup done, my beeper went off making me snap my eyes to it. Frankie being the help she was passed me the pager and handed to me.
"Thanks." I said to her Instead of answering it I opened it and closed it back hanging it up, "who is it?" Missy asked as she was a chair down next to Aaliyah.
"Kevin." I answered.
"Why you didn't answer it."Aaliyah asked speaking for the first time to me. "Why don't mind your busi—"
"Courtney..." Missy warned me. I rolled my eyes at them both sitting back in my chair. Ignoring them I turned back to Frankie as she had got done. "I wanted to dye my hair, I know it's almost a little brown but I think I should go back to raven and dye it down in like some blonde highlights ya know." I explained to her making her nod.
