Tiny Dancer : The Story of a Michael Jackson Back Up Dancer

Chapter 6

The door to the limo swung open and fans were already gathered outside beating on the window with posters and Michael's albums as they waited for an autograph.
"Mister Jackson isn't taking any autographs write now,  please I need you to step back.."

Michael heard from the inside and he rolled down the window and said nearly upset,
"No, don't you talk to them like that!"

The bodyguard was startled as Michael hopped up from the car and the crowd of girls roared in shock as their he stood. In the gorgeous flesh.
Selene found her chance to escape without it being anymore awkward and she stepped out of the car as Michael drew the crowd to the side.  She rolled her bag alongside her and she heard Ivanka barking from the distance to get her attention.

Selene turned and she goes over as Ivanka had many different types of dresses draped over her shoulder and she held seam pins in her mouth. She instructs the production team to roll away the wardrobe rack and she pulls Selene by the hand.

"What size dress?"
She asked sternly and Selene answered as she felt overwhelmed with all the rushing and roar of things being shouted from across the set. 
"Size six."

Ivanka narrowed her eyes in disbelief and she began to awkwardly pat around Selene's waist and midline.
Selene watched as the other girls, stood already dressed and laughing at her being frisked like airport security.  Ivanka went as far as squeezing one of Selene's breasts through her shirt,  making her draw back embarrassed and Ivanka said plainly,
"You must get used to people touching you."
She took out measuring tape and wrapped it around her midline and said muttering,
"Very small. Short in stature, you will wear a size four. Heels too."

Selene felt so degraded but she knew this was apart of show business and Ivanka instructed her hurrying her into a trailer,
"Change, then stay out here for camera screening. Go go."
She was basically shoved into a small mobile trailer and the door slammed beside her. She stood in front of the mirror and sighed as Ivanka was definitely right about her size. She looked at the dress and found that particular shade of blue to not be too ghastly for a music video.
She began unzipping her denim romper she had bought from H&M just the weekend before and she slipped into the dress. She was pleasantly surprised a four could fit this well and the door to the half bathroom in the trailer swung open suddenly.  Selene jumped to the noisy creak of the door and there stood Tatiana.  She wore her set costume as well and she smiled.
"Wow,  that's cute. Great fit too! You better beg Ivanka to take it home!"

Selene could not understand why she acted as if nothing was going on but Selene played along for the sake of not stirring up anything else for Michael to deal with.

"Um thanks."
Selene said putting the straps closer around her shoulders and Tatiana stepped behind her to zip up the back,
"And listen." She began to chat, "I'm awful sorry about these last few weeks. I guess it's just been so stressful that I've not been myself. I'll just have to get used to this dating with a pop star thing. "

She puts the zipper back into the cover seam and Selene couldn't tell if she was being sincere, but at this point she had to take it how it was.
"I understand. It's been kinda rough"

She turned and Tatiana fixed one if her giant hoop earrings and she smiled so wide,
"So no hard feelings? Are we friends again?"

Selene nodded beginning to welcome her kindness, if she meant it or not and they met in a hug. Tatiana clapped so overjoyed and she looks out the diamond window on the door of the trailer and she winced,
"Guess I gotta fight that crowd to get my makeup done, I'll see you on set!"

"See ya!" Selene said waving goodbye and the silence only made her over thinking worsen.

Was this only because Michael gave her a talking to? How long will this last? Maybe until she finds out about the understudy thing?