"What do you think?" Maja asks and steps out of the bathroom door of my hotel room.
I arrived at the hotel yesterday at 4 pm and Maja arrived at 5 pm. We then spend the day with talking, going to the hotels gym (Not for very long though) and swimming in the pool.
Right now we were in my hotel room, with our stylists, who were making us red-carpet-ready for the AMA's. Every time we were at the same hotel before an event we were getting ready together.
"Nice, I like it." I answered Maja's question about her dress. She wore a simple, long black dress with three thin straps on each of her shoulders. "It suits your butt"
"Yeah, right?" Leah, her stylist, said in a high pitched voice and appeared next to her in the doorframe. I nodded and she put one hand in her hip and the other theatrically in front of her face.
"Thanks" Maja said and went over to the big bed, sat down and put on her high heels. I was still sitting in a chair, while Mila was putting some powder on my face.
Maja's Make up artist, Gabriel was already finished with her make up and packed his things in his big Make up bag.
When Maja was finished with her shoes, she stood up and took a photo of herself in the big mirror and I just looked at her with raised eyebrows.
"What?" Maja said offendedly. "Nothing" I said and began to laugh.
"Hey! Keep your head still" Mila warned me and I quickly apologized and held still again. I knew for a fact that Maja would send this picture to Tony, but who would blame her.
"Julia, you have a phone call!" Harry screamed through the door and suddenly entered the hotel room and I just grabbed a pillow from the armchair next to me and held it in front of my chest.
"Geez, couldn't you knock or something, I'm still in my bra"
"Chill, cutie, there was nobody outside" he answered in a fast voice. "And now take the phone."
He handed me the phone, which I recognized as my mother's, and closed the door.
"Julia Bruckheimer here, Hello?" I then spoke into the phone.
"Julia, Hi, it's Viktoria.". "Ah, hi Viktoria. What can I do for you?"
"Well, I have some good news for you. Did you already meet Martin and Margarita?"
"Uhm no, I'm still at the styling, but I think we are finished soon, and I will meet them afterwards. Why?"
While I was on the phone, Mila went on and brushed out my hair. Maja lied on the bed again, and Harry, Gabriel and Leah talked about something in the bathroom.
"You know that directly after your speech tonight, the next award is distributed?"
"Eh, yeah, I think so."
"So, originally, Lady Gaga was the presenter of the category, but she got sick and cancelled, so Mike Mahan, one of the executive producers asked us, if you'd like to stand in and distribute the price?"
"Oh my gosh, absolutely!" I said surprised and Maja raised up her head from the bed and looked at me.
"What category is it?"
"I'm not sure but I think it is artist of the year" Viktoria said.
"That's quite an important category isn't it?"
"Like I said, I'm not sure if this is the category Mike Mahan was talking about, but if so, yes, it is" she quietly laughed. "Ok, it was nice talking to you again but I have to go now and tell Mike Mahan about our decision. Martin and Margarita will explain everything to you later."
