A few months later cause I'm lazy...
I pace my dressing room.
Thank God Lin let us back now. It's been so long since I've been on stage.
Addie got replaced. The new girl is sweet, but she's just not as believable.
"Charlotte?"
Someone knocks on my door.
I look at the clock. There is about fifteen minutes until we start. I'm all done getting ready so I can hang out for a while.
"Come in!"
I call pulling my dress down farther, covering the gross scar on my thigh. Lin is letting me wear a necklace thing until the scar on my shoulder heals.
Oak comes stomping into my room. He doesn't mean to stomp he's just so heavy and muscular that he hits the ground too hard.
"Hey dude. What's up?"
He looks at his shoes.
He's gonna rant about Addie.
"I want to talk about Addie."
Told ya.
"She should be back by now. She's supposed to come back to have her baby."
I turn back to my mirror, trying desperately to cover up the marks on my face.
"She'll be back. Soon she'll see."
He groaned and left, slamming the door.
I frowned and rolled my eyes when my concealer wouldn't completely cover the cut over my eye.
"Shit."
He light flashed for places.
Really?
Last time I checked I had like ten minutes.
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New York- Where Dreams are Made
General FictionCharlotte Spencer is a small town girl. She dreams her entire life of going to New York. Her life in the town she grew up in isn't exactly all sunshine and rainbows. She struggles to make it out of the horrid place and fight her way to the top. S...
