Pink Lady

Chapter 17

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Pink Lady
Chapter SEVENTEEN: Hand Jive!

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Actor's Quarter
5:00 AM

Don't you just love waking up when the sun isn't even up yet? Well I hate it. It felt strange and I wish I could be fast asleep in my comfortable bed. The lot of us dragged ourselves to the entrance waiting for every single soul to join us. There was only one person missing and Nate was completely embarrassed that his brother was taking forever.

"Shane! Hurry up!" Nate yelled.

Shane appeared at the top of the stairs, "I don't know what shoes to wear!"

"It doesn't matter!" Nate whined, "You're going to change into their clothes once you get there. Now, get down here!"

Shane glared, "Aren't we the morning person!"

He stomped away to find any old pair of shoes. Once Shane large feet were safely tucked away in some beat up Vans we began our journey to the school. Mitchie was quick to attach to me. I heard her gulp.

"You do this everyday?" She asked looking ahead at the cold damp streets that became familiar to me.

I nodded, "It's not that bad. It only takes a couple of minutes to get to the school."

Jennie and Jaclyn, who were walking in front of us, turned around.

Jennie smiled sweetly and sleepily at Mitchie, "Don't they have early calls for singing too?"

Jaclyn nodded in agreement, "Weren't you on some morning show?"

"I was driven around." Mitchie looked around, "It doesn't creep you out walking around like this?"

"Yes!" I replied, "That's why I had Nate and Taylor walk with me."

The mob of fifteen young adults slowly made their way to the school which looked spooky. I have to admit, schools aren't much fun when you see them glowing in the dark. In fact, it's beyond spooky. I shivered. Next to the football field rested our litter of trailers. Everybody spread out to their own caves. I was soon left by myself to reach my tiny hut of metal. I scrambled inside and found Carla setting up curling irons and taking out make up. She notice my presence and smiled.

"Excited?" She asked.

I flopped down on the high chair, "A bit. I'm not excited to be dancing around in that thing."

I pointed off to the dress which proudly hung by the mirror.

Carla smirked, "I bet the boys will be."

Carla and her humor. It's priceless. She undid my messy pony tail and ran her fingers lightly through my hair. She hummed as she began to separate my wild mane into sections.

"Where's Rose?" I asked once my slow mind got around to her.

"She has the honor to work with Mitchie this morning and ten other extra's." Carla picked up her curling iron. "She really wanted to be with you but the second she heard Mitchie's name-"

I laughed. I forgot that Rose was a devoted Mitchie fan. I hope Mitch doesn't act so rude as she has been. Rose would be devastated.

"How many extra's did you get?"

"About five, I'll get them done in a breeze. My whole hearted dedication is directed to you. I must bring out the sex vixen out of you." Carla winked.

Right. That's why I haven't been so gun ho about this day. Sex vixen? Don't you have to have...sex before you can have sex appeal? I don't know how much I can pull off this Rizzo character. I slumped back into my chair and watched Carla do her thing. In no time she had my hair curled and was currently pinning it back into a sophisticated updo. I wasn't exactly expecting something nice and classic but it was really nice.