Chapter 7: I'm the One

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🎶
You would've already won
if you knew I was the one.

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"Over here! Over here!"
"On your left!"
"Over the shoulder!"
"Blow a kiss!"
"Give us a smile, gorgeous!"

Brianna, our security escort, and our assigned guide for the red carpet lead us pass the last wave of photographers and over to press where the interviews were taking place a couple feet away. "Thank you." I breathed to the brunette who gave a curt bod in response, allowing Brianna to take back over as she spoke into her walkie talkie. "Ok, we are only doing one interview because the stage manager wants to get you prepped for the the award presentation you'll be doing since it will be the second one of the night and there have been some changes." She debriefed as she guided us passed a couple of awaiting reporters to the one she was looking for. Thankfully it wasn't too far off.

"This is a fairly new but very popular social site called Femme-nominal." She explained. "They're cute but known to keep their ear to the internet so more than likely, they'll bring up anything social media related." I nodded. "They are going to be on LIVE so there's limited clean up we can do if something shady is said or happens, so try to keep things steered towards the topic of new music and more nonchalant things. They were promised a little exclusive. How you want to go about that is up to you... this time. Try not to reveal too much." She said giving me a side-eye. I would've rolled my eyes had I not been under surveillance of every camera, mic and light in a 10 mile radius.

"Brianna, I'm not that hopeless." I murmured through a smiling face as I waved at a few people who called my name. "Yeah, sure." Brianna chuckled. Before I could retort she nudged me forward. "The one in red." She quickly whispered as I allowed my eyes to drift across the waiting press onto the woman in a short red dress. "And here she is! I told you guys I would get her over here." The young lady squealed into the camera as she reached a hand out in my direction. "Hiii, how are you?" I said as I accepted her hand and allowed her to lead me over to the marked spot for their space.

"You look amazing and we're doing great! We are LIVE on TikTok right now and were just talking about the video that leaked of Rihanna shouting you out a little while back! How did you feel in that moment?" The slightly shorter woman asked, teetering the mic towards me.

"Oh gosh. I was so SHOOK! I did not expect that at all. She's such an icon. I was praying I wouldn't embarrass myself in front of her the entire time!" I chuckled. "I can imagine! I mean THEE Bad Gyal was complimenting you. It doesn't get much better than that!"

"Now I just need Beyoncé to put me on her website for my birthday and my life will be complete" I joked. "Then the trifecta would be complete." I fought the urge to correct the woman on what exactly a trifecta was and settled for a light chuckle and small smile. The last thing I needed was to say was a smart ass comment and have her grill me on LIVE. "So, what's next for you? You're obviously on the up and up with your recent hit of a record TREAT ME, which was SO hot by the way. I mean that ending scene!! WOW!" She said. I let out a genuine laugh this time as she fanned herself with the cards in her free hand.

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