A Thunderbolt

Chapter 5

The show was on Satuday so on thursday I had arranged to meet up with Madison for a morning workout followed by lunch. It'd be good to speak to someone who's done more shows than me as I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous, in fact I was fucking terrified! I would be watched by millions while walking down the famous Victoria's Secret runway in pretty well nothing except ridiculously high stilletos paired with wings that weigh more than I do. I was thrilled to be doing this show solidifying my position as a Victoria's Secret Angel but so much of my career relied on this one show. Thinking of this show is one of the only things that makes nerves bubble up in my stomach, but I am confident, I am Starr; I do not fear anything at least I don't show it, that is who I am. Lately though I have been feeling decidedly unlike myself, nerves over a show, butterflies for a guy yes that's true I feel stupid fluttering of wings when I think of that man, that man who I still don't even know his name... but don't worry I crush those butterflies whenever they make appearence for it is in vein, I will never see him again and even if I did it wouldn't matter I do not need a relationship now especially with my career flourishing so magnificently. 

Thinking of my career as opposed to that man I proceed into the gym only to see Madison already stretching by the mirror. I quickly walk over to her dumping my bag on the edge of the mat. We exchange pleasentries but it takes no time at all for Madison to start wanting to get into the nitty gritty stuff... guys and the show, just the two things that unsettled me at this exact time, lucky me! "So... have you heard from mystery man yet?" she asked in a bubbly overexcited voice I rolled my eyes at her excitement and started stretching. "No, and I won't be hearing from him ever" I answer matter of factly a little sadness at the truth but I push it aside quickly. She remained silent when I looked up at her she was looking like a wounded puppy dog "but why not? you two were the hottest couple I'd ever seen, he was obsessed with your body! no way would he only want to hit that once" she stated as if these were perfectly normal things to be saying to someone you'd only met once. I gave her pointed look before answering "he wanted my body he got it, it's over we didn't exchange details I don't even know his first name for crying outloud!" I said abit too sharply I was a little hurt that she was saying he only wanted my body, it was the truth but it still bugged me. Madison was silent for a bit, her eyebrows furrowed in thought. After some time she finally spoke "He will contact you.. trust me on this, he wants you for more than one night" she said this completely sure of herself as though it were a fact. I just shook my head at her naivety even if he somehow managed to get in contact with me I will not be an object again, if he wants me he better want all of me, why am I even thinking of this? I don't want a boyfriend at the moment.

Madison just smirked at me as if to say you'll see before changing the subject "So how are you feeling about the show?" she asked kindly looking at me in the mirror as we worked out. "I'm fine, no I'm actually brilliant, Fantastic, Splendid, Spiffing" what is happening to me I never use words like 'spiffing'. Madison giggled at my outburst "you're terrified" she stated I didn't answer she was a colleague and possibly competition for shoots. "It's fine, in fact it'd be weird if you weren't my first show I didn't eat for days and couldn't hold any food down, but you're a bigger model already than I was then so you'll be fine" she said these words soothed me slightly, it was ok to feel nerves and Madison was opening up and showing a weakness to reassure me. "Anyway you excited about rehearsal tomorrow? apparently we have a really hot and famous singer this year, they won't tell us who but who cares?!? I may see if I too can have my happy ending with a hot guy." she said shamelessly waggling her eyebrows standing in tree position, laughing I pushed her over "you're awful" I laugh she returns this with an eyebrow raise. "Better than being good" she says winking going back into tree position.

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It was the day of the show and I was freaking out! One of the girls, Ali had fallen in rehearsal and broken her ankle, and so now I am opening the 'burning embers' section, the one with the fit singer as Madison never fails to remind me at every available opportunity. The fit singer who didn't even bother to turn up to rehearsal as he was 'otherwise occupied', it made me sick that he didn't even deem us worth his time for rehearsal, oh well who  cares he's probably some big headed jackass who doesn't care about anyone except himself.  My outfit however was magnificent I had a sexy red push up bra with matcing knickers and a black netted corset, but on my corset there were tiny rocks covering it completely and then my wings, oh goodness my wings were red, orange and yellow and they looked like fire when I walked. The show had started and I was making my way over to the catwalk but as I was nearing the stage entrance I saw the last person I expected to see and my mouth dropped open. It was the man, the man who had been consuming my mind after that night. What was he doing here?!? I was so confused, still gaping and he had the audacity to wink at me and say "hello beautiful" before waltzing onto the stage leaving me in total confusion mumbling "what" and "How". Why was he on the stage what the fuck was going on?!? I didn't have much time to process as my name was being called for me to walk the runway. Positioned in the wings I could here his voice- HE COULD SING! like he could really sing! I was just loving hearing his voice but someone prompted me to start walking.

Putting all this aside I put on my sexy face and started walking, putting on a show for everyone, there was a roar of applause and I felt sheer and utter bliss, the applause was for me. But from the second I walked onto the stage the man couldn't keep his eyes off me. I was smiling from ear to ear and didn't even care that the man was practically devouring me with his eyes. He started walking with me and then as I was working the audience while walking he slapped my ass! HE SLAPPED MY ASS!!! My eyes widened and I looked at him, my mouth smiling as though I was ecstatic my eyes telling a completely different story. I laughed a little on the runway to show no hard feelings (this was a show to the audience, I was pissed off! and above all else shocked! completely shocked!) he winked at me and let me go to the end of the runway by myself so I could pose, I got quite a reaction, the audience loved me! and so did the man as I could hear him clapping behind me as I walked back the man started walking backwards and put his hand to his ear in a 'call me' sign I just shook my head laughing. Just before I exited the stage he pulled me to him and planted a kiss straight on my lips before pushing me gently to exit the stage... what just happened?