I'm so unsteady
I'm so unsteady
I'm so un-
I'm so unsteady
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Amerie was in the vogue studio with her Mom, she was anxious.
"Okay Amerie for the shots we've put together different outfits for you to try, whatever is more comfortable for you works, we've also customised ear defenders to match every outfit choice" The stylist said.
"Isn't that awesome" Taylor said excitedly.
"Mhm" Amerie sighed, she felt anxious but the vogue stylists and photographers were being patient and supportive with her.
"If you wanna try these on" The stylist handed a rack of clothing, there was three outfits to choose from.
Amerie walked into the changing room and picked out the one that looked the comfiest.
It was a red skater dress with thick straps as sleeves, it had a black bow on the front near the neckline and was laced with black lace on the sleeves, neckline and bottom of the dress. The matching ear defenders were red with black bows patterned on, the shoes were also glossy red ballerina flats with a blow bow on.
Amerie changed quickly and stepped out of the changing room.
"That is perfect, red is definitely your colour" The stylist said.
Taylor smiled at the red, her favourite colour.
"Let's get you into hair and make up" The stylist said leading Amerie into the salon room.
She immediately began curling Amerie's hair, the make up was also started on.
Red lipstick, mascara, curled eyelashes and a natural shade of eye shadow.
"Gorgeous! We will get you to take your photos now" The stylist said leading Amerie into the photo room.
"Hi Amerie, I'm Kate I'll be taking your photographs today, if you can just lay down on your side and place both your hands in front of you, you what I'll just show you" The photographer said demonstrating what Amerie had to do.
Amerie copied the pose trying her best to perfect it, but the anxiety creeped in when she realised she hadn't practiced her facial expressions.
"Perfect tilt your head slightly to look up at the camera, look straight at the camera, don't smile but show your teeth, yes perfect, move your head in different directions, yes perfect" The photographer coached.
Taylor smiled at Amerie with proudness.
Amerie felt anxious deep down, she was scared of how the photos would look.
"I think we are done here" The photographer said.
"Could we see them?" Taylor asked excitedly.
"Of course" The photographer welcomed, showing the two Swifts the photos she had taken.
"Aw, look how gorgeous you are" Taylor said kissing Amerie on the forehead.
"Thank you" Amerie smiled, but deep down Amerie didn't feel gorgeous in the pictures, she didn't look model worthy like her Mom always looks, she picked out everything that looked wrong to her, how her face looked, how her eyes look and how her shoulders looked, deep down Amerie was insecure but on the surface she was confident about how she looked.
Amerie sighed she couldn't keep the mask up any longer, she was drained.
"Why don't we head to get some food?" Taylor said.
"Mhm" Amerie mumbled.
"Anything you'd like?" Taylor asked.
"Chicken nuggets" Amerie said.
"Taylor! We actually have something for you, so one of the options was that exact dress but longer so we're thinking if you'd like to keep that, Amerie you can also keep yours, we bagged up your clothes" The stylist said handing Amerie her bag.
"Thank you" Amerie mumbled.
The stylist handed Taylor the dress and shoes.
"Thank you, is it okay if I put this on now?" Taylor asked.
"Of course go ahead" The stylist said.
Taylor entered the changing room making a quick change, something she was talented at.
"Let's go then" Taylor said placing her old clothes in Amerie's bag.
Both Swifts walked out of the vogue studio hand in hand faced by paparazzi.
"You two look stunning, the matching outfits are always adorable" One paparazzi said, too which both Swifts smiled at.
They were escorted into the car safely, sitting in the back next to each other.
"Too chick-fil-A please" Taylor said, to which the driver nodded and began setting off.
Amerie was quiet that Taylor began to worry.
"What's wrong?" Taylor asked.
"Nothing" Amerie muttered.
"Tell me later" Taylor said pulling Amerie into a hug.
Amerie sighed and began fiddling with her thumbs, she was anxious.
Taylor looked over at Amerie and gave a sad smile, pulling into a hug a kissing her forehead.
Amerie was shutting down, burning out ever so slowly and no one noticed, not even herself.
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Shadows Lurking | Taylor Swift Fanfic
FanfictionAmerie Swift just a 15 year old teenager, well not just.. The daughter of Taylor Swift, Amerie Marjorie Swift is growing up in a world of fame, her Mom's fame. Is it really what Amerie wants when she is struggling every single day, since she was 7...
