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I am not in a good mood. I woke up grouchy, my manager called me an hour earlier than I normally wake up that was 6 and said I had to immediately come over.

I dressed in sweats and a jacket with my hair thrown up. I just felt sick. My insides were twisted and I felt like throwing up.

When I made it to the building I was stopped at the door by the security guard. He looked me up and down with a disgusted look, "I’m sorry we don't let hobos use our bathrooms." I gave him an 'are you serious' look.

I pulled out my phone and called my boss, "Yah I’m here tell the guards to back off I am not in the mood." I practically hissed into the phone then hung up.

A minute later the intercom went off, "let her in." the voice clicked off.

The guard glared at me but moved. I walked past him with a sneer and went to the elevator. I was tapping my foot the entire time up the elevator and when the door open, Anita stood there.

She huffed annoyed and stomped away. I followed after her and she just shoved me into the makeup room.

"We have 30 minutes to get you presentable and ready to leave."

The tired looking ladies immediately attacked my face with makeup and my hair with brushes.

"Why ow this early?" I winced when they weren't being gentle with me like normal.

She looked just tired as everyone else as she let out a sigh. She rubbed her temples with her eyes closed, "you need to make a grand appearance for the movie deal and I forgot you had to be there today at noon."

I hissed when the brush snagged a tangle, "yah ok but OW why 6 in the freaking morning?!" I could feel my scalp pulsing as they twisted and pinned my hair up and back.

"There is a 4 hour flight and one hour drive till you get there. Your make up is going to need to be redone before you are picture perfect. We are on a tight schedule." she told me before glancing at her watch.

The girls put some mascara and lip gloss on. They pulled me up and to the clothing room. An outfit was shoved into my hands and I quickly dressed.

"We are leaving in 5!" Anita yelled from down the hall.

I sighed and walked out the girls grumbled a goodbye before lying on the floor. I giggled as they passed out when they laid down. Anita pulled me to the elevator looking me over. She nodded a moment before looking forward.

I stayed silent as she left the elevator and followed. We ended at a limo where the guy was already waiting with the door open.

I gave her look, "Do we really need a limo? We are just going to the airport."  She flipped her hair over her should with an annoyed look.

"I will not ride in a taxi." she spoke with her nose up. I shook my head and stared out the window waiting for today to be already be over so I can go back to sleep.

Soon we were at the airport and as we were walking to the plane we were crowed by people, mostly guys. They all kept asking for autographs. I sighed and signed as many as I could as I walked. Anita snapped at everyone to leave and they glared at her but waved happily at me.

I have never seen Anita so… angry… I think it is because it is so early in the morning. I stretched out my arms once we were seated and pulled out my phone.

Suddenly my phone was snatched from my hands by my angry manager, “Do you want us to die?!” She snapped at me and turned my phone off before shoving it back into my hands.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 15, 2013 ⏰

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