Zion Walker is in upcoming singer, that sings and dances, to older songs to rock and roll, to country songs. She has been opening up for artist like, Sara Evans, Reba, Dolly Parton, Leann Rimes, Sam Hunt. Now she has to open for the one man she was...
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Zion's Pov
The last few weeks have been great, touring with Brantley. We have been working on a few songs that we are going to singing together. Tonight we are doing a show in Jefferson, Georgia. I found out that this is Brantley's home town. He told me that when he goes on tour he make sure he goes to his hometown, so he can help raise money for his old school.
I was in my dressing room here at the school, where we are having the concert. I had Fifi with me as well. Over the past 2 months that I have been on tour with Brantley, Fifi and Sylo have been doing great with each other. I was putting my make up on, due to the fact that Jules went with her husband on a small vacation to Mexico, for a few weeks. I don't blame her, I would hate to be away from my husband all the time like she is.
I was getting my shoes on when the door opened up and Ruth walked in. In the last few weeks she has been rude to me and I really don't know what I did to her. I just say yes to her and she leaves me alone.
" You are going on the same time as Brantley is?" Ruth told me. I looked at her.
" Why? I mean I open for him and then I sing a few songs and then he goes on?" I asked her. She looked at me and gave me a look to go to hell on.
" He wants to try something different okay. Are you going to wear that?" Ruth asked me. I looked down at my outfit. I liked it and I thought it was okay for being in Georgia.
" You don't like it?" I asked her.
" The dress is ugly? You are not a real country girl. You are a girl who sings country songs. Remember that?" Ruth said to me walking out of my dressing room.
I sat down in the chair and looked at myself. She is right. I mean look at me. I'm only 24 years old and all I do is sing songs that other people has done. I mean I'm making a good money, but it still hurts like hell.
" You okay?" I looked and saw Brantley wearing a wife beater and his black pants.
" I'm okay." I said to him. Brantley walked over to me, and took my hands.
