"¡¿Did you see them? They love us !" Jade screamed, as we were walking towards our dressing room just finishing our last fashion show of this month in Los Angeles.
"OMG yes this is so exciting i cant believe we really made it" I yelled back at her. Then I started to move the door knob.
"¿What's wrong?" She asked.
"I dont know I think its stuck" I said forcing the door to open.
"Gosh! Let me try" She said pushing me to the side and forcing the door knob.
"Nope definitely locked" I said crossing my arms.
"O My Gosh" She said in a trembly quiet voice moving me around like a rag doll.
"¿What is it?" I asked confused.
"¡¡Look who's coming to the rescue Pinky!!" She yelled in a whispering tone of screech. As I looked behind me i saw Andrew walking towards us, he is the one that works with the music and lights in the fashion shows, also tags along if we are traveling like now. With emerald green eyes, adorably hot dimples, perfect smile and cheek bones...
"Pink! Pink! Pinky!" Jade screems waking me up from my daydream of Andrew, then i noticed the door was open and Andrew out of site.
"¿Where'd he go?" I asked looking arround standing in front of the wide open door.
"He left while you were drooling there gazing at absolutely nothing" She replied giggling as we walked into our dressing room.
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Pink Gloss Of Guilt (paused)
ContoWhat happens when fame and success gets the best of you? Ask Pink she'll probably know by experience...
