tension (03)

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A/n: OMG, she finally updated the fic

10 MINUTES UNTIL THE SHOOT, 10 MINUTES!" Jesse screamed through the megaphone, slightly chuckling. The sound boomed through the studio and down the hall as it vibrated off the walls of the grey bricked building.

"You know you don't have to scream when you're speaking into a megaphone." Olivia laughed, unplugging her ears. "Yeah, well..." Jesse paused while looking for a reply that wouldn't get him fired or at the very least land him in hot water with his boss. "Exactly," Olivia said before he could continue sarcastically tilting her head towards the man.

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Conito

O: Cone I'm having
a full-on crisis right now

C: Is this about Madison's new single again

O: No, but that did kill me. Anyway, this is about the Abrams- situation

C: Oh shit what happened

O: Todays the tour photo shoot, so..

C: ooo shits about to get juicy

C: Sorry, not the time, I'll let ya'll be

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Olivia put her phone in the pocket of her gray sweatpants, awkwardly sitting in the lopsided makeup chair that sat in the middle of their dressing room, she was attempting to ignore the fact that she would be meeting the girl that was practically her mortal enemy, well according to her boyfriend at least.

"What's wrong, Olivia?" The makeup artist said sternly she knew something was off. The two knew one another quite well because they just so happened to have gone to the same piano class as kids. Olivia always looked up to her because she was one of the big kids, and the older girl would give her tips and help her out.

"Oh, nothing." Olivia alwardly laughed, biting the inside of her cheek, which was a nervous habit of hers . Casually trying to act like nothing was wrong while the older girl did her make-up.

After the artist had finished her makeup, making her look gorgeous as always, liv had to practically dragged out of the chair by jesse, "Come on, Liv, the stylist is just round the corner." He said practically dragging the singer, but she had to do the shoot whether she liked it or, in this case, not.

"These will be you looks for the shoot," explained the tall woman pointing to 4 different outfits, all intricately made with small lace lining the edges and patterns and designs she couldn't even comprehend.
"Gracie helped design them the other day, shes quite good at thinking of little details that just complete the outfit. You would think she'd share some talent for the rest of us." Chuckled the tall brunette stylist while chucking, her strong Yorkshire accent apparent as she spoke.

Olivia just stood there awkwardly smiling and nodding to the English girls words because the stylist obviously hadn't seen the millions of articles titled shit like "here's why Olivia Rodrigo and Cameron Macy are broken up" or "Olivia Rodrigo highers an Abrams to open for her tour how will the Macy's react" in reality she was forced into it by the label but she was getting free publicity so the label told her to hold back the truth for now. Though camron hated it when he found out gracied been highered for the tour, he found it from an article which didn't help Olivia's case, he yelled at her that she should've told him so he didn't find out with the rest of the world she tried to explain he was forced by the label but he refused to listen as usual, they hadn't spoke in a while and it was all because of the fucking angel thats gracie abrams.

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While Olivia was walking out of the clothing department, or more like being dragged out of the clothing department, Gracie was getting her solo photos done knowing very well only like 4 of them were actually going to be used for posters, yet there Olivia stood staring at the older girl with a pink bow in her hair olivias stomach was in knots trying at all costs to rationalize that she's just a person and not a litteral goddess but it was like she was literally made of angel dust (which she wrote in her notebook) it was so unfair why couldn't she just hate her it so was unfair

No less then 10 minutes later there were the photos with both the stars together and let's say they weren't going easy on the passive aggression but behind all that the girls weren't fighting they barely knew one another they just weren't off on the right foot especially after the drama with Cameron.

"Alright girls I get that y'all aren't off on the right foot but could ya please try and look like ya don't hate each others guts" the photographer said in her strong Texan accent peakingher head from behind the camera "yes ma'am" said Gracie casually but holy fuck it came out seductively though liv wasn't complaining about it.

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