"Miss, you have a meeting with Mr. Cowell in 2 hours then a interview with another top artist" I heard my intercom thing go off.
"Who is the other artist, Melony?" I asked, tiredness seeped through my voice.
"I don't know yet, you'll just have to get up and see. By the way, you now have an hour and forty five minutes to be at the meeting." The intercom went off again.
"Alright, alright, I'm up. Jeez Mel" I. complained. I then turned the intercom off to avoid any more updates on the time. And I being my lazy butt self, did not get ready, but spent 15 valuable minutes on Instagram looking through random posts of my favorite fandoms. I also spent half an hour on Twitter looking through Tweets and seeing who I was shipped with, more BS about me being in love with my bff Daisy. People asking for my name, 'cause apparently Dork Queen isn't enough for some people. And my absolute favorite, drumroll please, hate! For being gay even though I am 100% straight.
"Crap!" I now had an hour and roughly 10 minutes to get there. I went to my beautiful case of wigs. They all look exactly the same blonde with a different color streaks.
"Hmmm, which one should I choose , April?" I asked myself, tapping my chin.
"I think you should choose the blonde one with the Robin's egg streaks,April."
"Marvelous choice, April" Is it sad that I talk to myself. Yes. I carefully picked up the wig and I walked to my closet. To be girly or not to be girly? I chose not girly. I decided to wear high waisted denim jeggings with a washed out Union Jack top that had sequins on the top. I called my professional make up person to make Dork Queen come alive.
"Hey what's the occasion?" Jennifer my make up lady asked.
"I'm going outside...and I'm doing an interview in 45 minutes also I have a meeting with Mr. Cowell." I responded dragging out the and.
After 30 minutes of intense make up Jennifer asked me "So does the Dork Queen want to do anything special with her wig?"
"Nope" I said, popping the 'p'. "I got to go, see you at the interview." I grabbed my black leather jacket with gold buttons and then I found out that Melony was being an awesome assiant and she got me a ride. "Mr. Cowell's office please."
"Right away" And off we went.
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Dork Queen and Mr. Popular
FanfictionApril Kristen, is living the Hannah Montana story, except her stage name is Dork Queen. Well you see, Dork Queen is losing her touch. Her manager decides to have her tour with the world known British boy band. Struggling to find her place back in...
