A Little Crush || Biadore [DISCONTINUED]

-17-

"Where the fuck is my fake blunt?" Alaska called out, and her, Jinkx and I sat backstage getting ready. I laughed.

For once, I was genuinely excited for tonight's show. We were doing Snatch Game, and though I was only doing myself, I still wanted to see what the other queens pulled out.

I was aware that some people were going to call me lazy because I was only playing myself, but the truth was that I hadn't actually been told that I was going to be one of the contestants until Alaska and I got to the venue. I wasn't prepared to do another character under the limited amount of time we had, so I just dressed how I normally would for a show. And one might say that Adore was a quirky character anyway.

I had Cheetos, and sat on the sofa in a not so ladylike fashion. Alaska kept darting back and forth, gluing her nails on. She wore a choppy black and blonde wig, a checkered red mini skirt, and a short black bralette.

"Holy fuck, those are some long ass nails." I laughed, as I saw Alaska's character come to life. She was doing Laganja, which I thought was hilarious, because she did an amazing over the top Ganj.

"Trust and believe, maw-ma." she replied, tongue popping.

I burst out laughing, and threw a pillow at her. Laughing with me, she took the pillow and came back at me, pinning me down on the sofa.

"Okuurrrrrrrrrrrrr!" she rolled, as she laughed and playfully tried to smother me with the pillow.

I nudged her away with my black platforms, breathing heavily through laughs. She collapsed next to me, and I hugged her. Alaska was someone that I had really looked up to even before I came on drag race, and getting to know her was just so much fun. She was like a big sister to me, and she would stick by my side, whilst never giving up a chance reading me.

Jinkx strutted past us, and struck a pose, wafting her fake cigarette around. "I'm ready, fuckers." she swore, and Alaska jumped up.

She was impersonating Betty Davis, and wore a green shirt, a white beret, a pair of red glasses and an armful of white pearl necklaces. "You look so fucking cool!" I exclaimed, getting up and seeing her outfit in its full glory.

"Wish I could say the same for you." she replied, before Alaska and her burst out laughing.

"You fucking bitch!" I retorted, grinning, and throwing Cheetos at her. The three of us laughed before Sharon walked in.

With Bianca.

My heart froze and I immediately turned away, and pretended to fuss with something in the mirror. I could feel tears forming in my eyes. I could tell my hands were shaking, so I gripped the sides of my plaid shirt until I was white knuckled.

"I know, Michelle's probably gonna get mad at me-" Bianca laughed, in her hoarse voice, until she saw me and drew off.

Sharon cleared her throat, sensing the awkwardness. I kept my head down, but sat by the mirrors, and continued to eat my snack. The five of us were silent, and it was almost if they knew what had happened. They either could mind read, or Sharon had spilled. Or Bianca had told them all.

"Yes GAwD." Alaska suddenly exclaimed, and I couldn't help but laugh.

We all went about our business, getting changed, and I sat back. I was already done, so I simply watched the others, and watched their characters come together.

I noticed Bianca kept sneaking looks at me, and I turned red. I knew after confessing how I felt about her, that things definitely wouldn't be the same. She hadn't talked to me since that day, and she had hardly even made eye contact with me. Whenever I was around her, it felt uncomfortable and forced.