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November 19, 2017 - Morning of the AMERICAN MUSIC AWARDS

Emi's POV

"Jie Jie Emma!" I called out to the girl sitting on my bed looking at the clothes I had put out for her to choose from. "I have another one!"

Emma Watson sighed as she took a look at the new pair I passed to her. It was a white long sleeve dress shirt with a black tie around the collar. Along with that came the black blazer and black pants.

"Emi, maybe choose a dress? All of this--" she motioned towards the five outfits I picked out, "are dress shirts and pants. Could you be a little bit more feminine?"

The thought of wearing a dress to the American Music Awards freaked me out. I don't even have a dress. I don't know if I could last the night wearing a dress. But, on the good side, I have to change later for The Greatest Showman performance. I shrug it off. Whatever.

I turned to face Emma. "Sure, the thing is, I don't have a nice dress, so could you lend me one?"

Emma sighed as she exited my room and entered her own room, across the hall. She soon came back with two beautiful dresses. Even I had to admit, it was beautiful.

One was blood red and it draped until it reached the floor. The top part of the dress and the sleeves were covered in lace, while the chest and below was a solid red colour. The other dress was the colour black. It was simple, but a beautiful dress that was both bold and quiet. I immediately fell in love with the second dress, since it fits my personality completely, bold and quiet.

"I choose the black one." I firmly said.

"Good choice." was the response, along with a smile on Emma's face.

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AFTERNOON - LUNCH

That afternoon, I went out to eat lunch with Zendaya and Zac because we had to discuss the arrangement of the choreography we were going to do tonight. The nerves were kicking in and I could feel how nervous Zendaya was as well. She had been nervous the whole morning, from picking out the dress to making breakfast and getting ready to go for lunch. All morning I could feel her uneasiness.

"Emi, so I'll be carrying Zac, and then I toss him up, and switch places with him? That way he'll end up carrying me, right?"

"Exactly." I gave a curt nod. "Most of the backup trapeze artists and I will be there and behind you both, but you guys will be in the spotlight of attention."

Zendaya slowly gulped. Suddenly, a man passed by yelling out, "Zendaya, you're badass!"

Zendaya grinned widely and turned to me with her finger doing an exaggerated move, pointing towards the top of the trapeze, "Take me up."

I mentally face palmed myself while smiling widely. Mr. Hugh Jackman always manages to lift up Zendaya's spirits. Those were the times when back on the Lés Miserables set, I was nervous, but Hugh was always there for me. Hope I can still sing well live.

Someone cleared their throat, interrupting my thoughts. It was Zac.

"I have a few more questions on yours and my part."

I nodded my head as I listened to what Zac said. Today is going to be a loooong day.

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LATE AFTERNOON - RED CARPET

"Miss Emi Chan!"

"Yes?"