behind the velvet rope | billie eilish wlw

CH1 - Glimmer and Grit : Hollywood Awaits

The large glass windows of the hillside mansion let in the sparkling lights of Los Angeles, creating a warm glow that permeated the opulent interior. The private cocktail party was in full swing, the classy setting perfectly complemented by the sound of clinking glasses, laughter, and soothing music. Celebrities from the music and entertainment industries mingled effortlessly. The evening felt glamorous: perfectly groomed waiters walked around with trays of expertly prepared cocktails and elegant hors d'oeuvres; the fragrances were irresistible, blending with notes of pricey perfume and just a whiff of freshly cut flowers.

Claire, 21, had just arrived with her mentor, the acclaimed filmmaker Paul Dudameyel. Her gorgeous yet simple black gown suited her curves wonderfully, emphasizing her elegant posture. Her face was determined, yet there was a tinge of apprehension in her eyes, which flickered like a candle flame. This was her first huge event in Los Angeles, and it was a dream come true to meet such powerful people and leave her mark.

Paul leaned in, his voice a reassuring murmur amidst the cacophony. "Remember, Claire, tonight is your chance to shine. Trust yourself."

Claire nodded and took a long breath to calm her nerves. She examined the crowd, her gaze passing over the recognizable features of actresses, musicians, and business titans. Each stride she took echoed her heartbeat, a steady reminder of the potential ahead of her. Her throat clenched and her stomach knotted as she realized the magnitude of the moment. She had been waiting for this turning point, the chance to make her ambitions concrete.

The villa was a modern architectural beauty, with sleek lines and open spaces that were meant to stun. The tall windows offered an outstanding view of the bustling city below, while the glistening lights acted as a reminder of the world she was entering. The subtle lighting threw a cozy glow over the attendees, heightening Claire's sense of disorientation. She felt like an observer in a dream, the grandeur of the spectacle almost overbearing.

The hum of conversations surrounding her was an ever-present reminder of the connections, deals, and visions that were formed without her, pressing her to rush and swallow what's left. The sense of urgency was obvious, propelling her forward despite her nervousness.

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Paul Dudameyel's comforting voice helped her find her way through the crowd and into a familiar group of faces as she relaxed herself. Claire found herself drawn towards a small gathering in the middle of the room, amidst the whirling sea of celebrity and conversation, as they appeared to radiate a magnetic energy.

Claire's mentor, Paul Dudameyel, gently nudged her forward and led her to a small group of female celebrities. "Claire, I'd like you to meet some people."

They walked over to the small and charming solar-blonde Renee Rapp, who was engaged in animated discussion with a few of other actresses. This girl exuded sexiness and a good spirit. The moment Renee saw Paul and Claire, her eyes brightened.

The 22-year-old musical prodigy Billie Eilish stood out with her distinct presence in the middle of the ensemble. Billie had long black hair that draped over her shoulders, and her penetrating eyes, framed by thin glasses, drew onlookers in. There was a tangible energy in the air as everyone was drawn to and captivated by Billie's mesmerizing aura. Claire experienced an adrenaline surge. She had always admired Billie, not just for her undeniable talent, but also for her charisma.

Claire took a breath, wondering how she'd approach Billie without coming across as invasive.

"Paul! Renee smiled warmly, "And this must be the brilliant Claire I've been hearing so much about."
Claire flushed a little, uneasy yet pleased. "Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you, Reneé. I must say, I'm a big fan."

Renee chuckled softly as she put a gentle hand on Claire's arm. "Oh, please. Your music videos are fantastic, I've watched them. We need to collab soon."

"Oh, without a doubt," Claire blurted back. She was staring at Billie, clearly lost in contemplation, until she peeked back and saw that Billie's piercing eyes were staring back at her. With a nervous gulp, Claire glanced down at the champagne glass she was holding.

Paul excused himself, thinking the conversation was going well. "I'll leave you ladies to it. Claire, you're in good hands."

Renee's friends joined the chat as Paul walked away, introducing themselves and praising Claire's work. Claire was surrounded by a flurry of pleasantries and small talk. She enjoyed the little thrill of being noticed along with the warmth of their interest.

An actress with brilliant blue eyes who was one of Renee's friends leaned closer to Claire. "How is LA treating you, Claire? Has it been living up to your expectations?
Claire grinned and eased a little. "Thus far, it's been lovely. It's my first major event since I'm here, so, it's a little intimidating, but in a good way".
Renee nodded, understanding glimmering in her eyes. "I remember my first big gig- total rollercoaster. But you're killing it, don't worry. Just enjoy yourself and soak it all in."

The talk flowed smoothly as Claire shared stories from her experience in filmmaking and listened to the actresses' anecdotes. She felt a sense of belonging, their acceptance boosting her confidence.

Claire noticed the women surrounding her making indiscreet glances and fleeting touches as the conversation went on. With a lighthearted smile, Renee's blue-eyed friend gently caressed Claire's arm. "You know, Claire, you have a really alluring presence. Makes sense that everyone is talking about you."

Claire's cheeks flushed slightly, a mix of embarrassment and delight washing over her. "Thank you. That's very kind of you to say."

Leaning closer, Renee said in a low, secretive tone. "We should meet together for something more informal at some point. It would be fun."

Claire nodded, her smile genuine. "I'd love that."

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Hi everybody, so this is the first time I have posted *this* type of content online. I wanted to make a story out of frustration from not finding anything like this in Billie Eilish's fandom, so yeah I just told myself why not just give it a shot? I apologize if there are mistakes or if the writing feels awkward. I'm more of a screenwriter and am not a native English-speaker. So yes, thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! Let me know your thoughts, please!