Soyeon, was living the most normal life a university student could at Berkeley Heights. Until she came. Song Yuqi. The social butterfly that quickly made herself the most famous student in school. The 'It girl'. The 'her'. So when Soyeon goes to att...
My dream last night is still etched in my head. I felt... so weird. And that woman, that woman that was in Soyeon's place at her office, she looked so familiar. Gwen. I feel like we've met before.
A/N: In Yuqi's dream, she was in Soyeon's place for the first part of the dream at the beach and the shadow looked like Soyeon. For the second part of the dream, Soyeon was replaced by a Dr. Gwen that looked like the Gwen Soyeon saw. And Yuqi was the one that fell from the building.
I went back for another nap after I drank a cup of water. I woke up at 2.30 in the afternoon with a ringing phone. "You are supposed to be ready for an interview with Vogue at 4, and you are not ready at all! The makeup artists are supposed to be up by now. And you need to go over the process of the interview!" I picked up the phone and heard him screaming in my ear. I smiled. I love knowing the fact that he is angry. Karma pays.
I quickly changed out of my pajamas into a pair of loose pants and baggy t-shirt. I took my keys and went downstairs to pick up the crew.
I walked to the lobby to see a fuming Sam. His arm was in a cast. "Finally!" Sam was about to continue his ramble when I waved at the others and showed them to the lift, almost leaving Sam behind. He hurried to keep up.
The makeup crew brought lunch too. I got a leafy salad. "What happened to your arm Sam?" I faked nonchalance and asked him. I heard snickers from some people of the makeup crew.
Sam seemed furious when I asked him about it. "He fell down the stairs last night." One of the more experienced makeup artist told me. I resisted the urge to laugh out loud. "Are you alright?" I asked, faking my concern. "I should ask Mr. Daniel to give you a break." I mutter. Finally, I can get rid of him.
I quickly texted Mr. Daniel, and he said that it was fine to give Sam a one week break, starting tomorrow. Yay. Karma pays, you should know that Sam.
We finished lunch at 3.03. The people from Vogue came at 3.25. We went through the entire filming progress. They were going to film me through makeup, dress up and basically me getting ready for Met Gala.
We were all ready to start at 3.57, the cameras were ready and all crews were on stand-by.
4.00.
The cameraman and sub-director was outside the door. I had to wait for a knock. The knock came and I went to open the door. "Hi!" I smiled at the director and cameraman, leading them in. "Welcome to my house." I say, welcoming them in. Scene cut.
I was sitting on a makeup chair, in front of the camera. "Hello viewers of Vogue, I am Yuqi. I am here with Vogue to do an episode of 'Get Ready With Me'." I smiled at the camera when it started rolling. Scene cut.
My makeup team start to apply the basic makeup on me. "So today, we are getting ready for the Met Gala. The theme this year is 'China: Through the Looking Glass'." (A/N: This theme was the 2015 Met Gala theme. It will fit Yuqi.)
My makeup crew helped my with hair and makeup for the rest of the hour, while I answer some questions. Then they waited for me to change into my dress.
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I walked out of the changing room in my dress and walked back to the makeup room. I took a few turns in front of the camera to show off my look. I quickly introduced my dress. It was nearly 6. We needed to get ready to go.
I heard my doorbell ring just as my team was helping me with my dress. I made my way to the door and saw Soyeon at the peephole. I quickly asked the cameraman to turn off the camera and stand away. I opened a crack and peeped out. "Hi."
She looked taken aback by what she could see, since no normal person would walk around the house with curly hair and a big puffy dress that looked like a gown. "I have to attend the Met Gala later." I quickly said.
"Oh. I didn't know. I thought I could meet you outside the time to help discuss. If you're busy, I'll just get your number from Sam and come another day." She smiled softly and walked towards the lift. I quickly closed the door and turned back to the director. "Sorry about that." I smiled trying my best to show my apology with my smile.
Shooting ended with them catching a few more shots of me going onto the car and being on the car. Then, we were headed to the Met Gala, where there's a red carpet to walk.
We waited for quite a while even though the place where the event was held was only 20 minutes from where I lived. We had to wait for the celebrities in front to get down from their cars.
When it was one car away from my turn, I took a few deep breaths to calm my rapidly beating heart. The car slowly inched to the middle of the red carpet, I took one last deep breath before opening the car door and walking down. The reporters flashed their cameras at me the moment I stepped out of the car.
"There's Song Yuqi, the rising star of the young music artists." One of the commenters said.
"Look at her beautiful dress! It looks like it was made just for her!" Another commenter praised.
"Yuqi here!" The reporters asked for me to turn and pose, which I did, in multiple directions. Then I walked up the steps and walked into the building. It was just a charity gala so it was just for the rich to buy a ticket, go in, talk until 11pm and then go home. Tiring but necessary for socialising.
I took at few sips of champagne before looking around for anyone I knew. I saw JVKE talking to some other actor maybe and I walked over to them. The actor looked surprised when he saw me. "You're Song Yuqi?" I smiled politely at him. "I am. It is a pleasure to meet you."
"Did you see the news? Some reporter took a snapshot of you from inside of your house. You were talking to a woman and they said that you were, to quote 'seeing her' as in dating." He looked at me expectantly as if hoping that I would be able to give an answer to what seemed like piping hot tea.
I just stood there frozen. "I'm sorry. Who... What?"
"That one that you just saw before you came to the Gala." He explained a little more, and he looked at me pointedly, as if he thoight I was a little dumb. Soyeon. But I made sure the cameraman kept his camera down and I blocked most of the crack with me, and my dress. Who could have done that? I'm sure its not the director, we've met a few times and have great cooperation everytime.
"I honestly have no idea, she's actually my new uh... assistant. My previous fell down the stairs and fractured his arm. And uh, my previous assistant was there just now so she came early, she's supposed to come at night." I quickly thought of a relatively good cover story before slipping away to find Brenda.
"Yuqi! There you are! What's going on?" Brenda asks as she saw me.
"I don't know. They say that I'm seeing someone and this someone is my psychiatrist. I lied and said she's my new assistant since uh... Sam broke his arm."
"To whom?" She asked. How the hell is she so calm?
"To... that guy beside JVKE."
"That's bad." I see concern on Brenda's face for the first time.
