Teach me how to dougie

Chapter 28

Darcy's pov

*good luck today babe, I'll meet you there afterwards and we can go for a coffee and hang out if you want? You'll ace the interview I'm sure of it after what I heard the other day.*

James' contact name flashed across my phone screen '🐸Frogz🐸' alerting me to my text. I found my self unwillingly blushing slightly. why the hell was I blushing? what is wrong with me? James is just a friend I have not reason to be blushing. although it is a sweet gesture.

I slumped down onto the chair in front of my dressing table. I could see my reflection my the mirror and nearly gagged. what the hell had happened to me? I looked pale and, well, almost dead-like.

Bathroom.

The tiling in the bathroom was cold and made my toes curl.The water I splashed into my face even colder, making my bones chill momentarily. My skin instantly reddened and because more alive as the blood surfaced to my skin waking me up. I brushed my teeth, battling to get rid of my morning breath.

Make up.

I really need to look presentable and put together, I want them to think I'm organised and have time to get ready with care in the mornings, even if I don't.

The soft brush smoothing my foundation into my skin nearly sent me back to sleep, my even softer kabuki brush making my want to curl into a small ball with a blanket.

I kept my make up simple, brown eye shadow with small flick of eyeliner, with a swipe or two of mascara. The brightest of the look being red lips, making me look pouty and apparently "sexy" which will hopefully put me ahead of the rest of the candidates.

Hair.

My hair was like a best right now, a tangled mess on the top of my head that was daunting to think about. The brush smoothed it down, strand by strand making it calmer and silky smooth. All my serums and oils were applied, the curlers turned on and I went to work with making myself look presentable atleast. my loose curls dropped down my back over my shoulders, I collected the top half, section in off into a now before finishing with hairspray.

Outfit.

My outfit was easy to choose after being ready laid out, straight after being bought. the pencil skirt slid up over my hips, emphasising my curves and a white lace crop top that cut off at an angle in a point downwards. A record label wanted all staff to be a certain image after working with mcfly I learnt that going to an interview in just a white blouse and and black skirt won't make the best impression, however they don't want someone who comes in casual wear, so this is why I decided to combine the both and wear black and white but with a bit of a switch up.

I could feel butterflies in my stomach, attaching to me from the inside, screaming out that they wouldn't leave. My stomach rumbled and I wasn't sure if it was from hunger or nerves.

For breakfast I made myself some granola and fruit with a coffee to wake me up. The warm coffee soothed my throat, settling my stomach and putting my nerves to sleep.

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The car ride to the label saw my nerves awake from their coffee slumber and attack from the inside. My hands shook against the steering wheel.

Get a grip Darcy, it's just an interview.

Parking was easy and before I knew it I was sat in a waiting room with 5 others waiting to be interviewed.

"Darcy Poynter." I winced slightly at the fact that they'd not changed my name.

The walk towards the door felt never ending, I shook a woman's hand and followed her into a room of about 4 or 5 other professional looking people.

"Hello, Darcy take a seat, I love your outfit, an amazing take on an interview outfit." I smiled slightly before thanking her and taking a seat.

I sat silently as they nodding to eachother reading and analysing my cv. "We see you sang harmonies for Mcfly's latest album, if you do t mind could we ask why you left?"

I swallowed hard at the unexpected question, great impression this answers going to give. of I tell the truth or make up some bullshit answer.

"Well, I was married to Dougie the bass player, we had a a beautiful set of twins, but our marriage broke down and now we are filing for divorce, I just feel like it wouldn't be fair for me to stay in that job, they band asked me back, but I feel I would benefit more from a fresh start."

"Okay, I'm sorry to hear that. We would like to hear you perform a few pieces for us, we can give you and hour or two and you can either bring in a friend to sing or we can provide someone for you."

I smiled at the first person who came to mind. "I will phone one of my friends, what time would you like me back?"

"Well is 11 now, is half past twelve okay or would you like the full two hours?"

"No, that's fine."

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As soon as I got out of the room, I rang James and went to meet him at his apartment.

"Hey babe, I've put a playlist together of the songs we could sing, in interview they usually ask for 5 but I've done 19 just incase. most of them we sung together yesterday."

"Okie doke, what are they all then?"

"The first one is year 3000, second is obviously, and the rest are sleeping with the light on, teenage dirtbag, only exception, American idiot, 5 colours in her hair, where ever you are, photograph and thinking of you."

I smiled at all the songs he'd chosen, they all had such beautiful lyrics that he knew I loved. All my favourite songs, and now they would decide if I got this job or not.

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Authors note

Hey, so because I have been so crap at updating here is another update, going to write the next one as soon as this is uploading, so will up either today or tomorrow.

I feel like nobody is actually reading anymore, I feel like because I'm so shitty at updating that you have all just left, I don't blame you because I probably would, but it makes me kind of sad😔😔😔😔

Question of the day....

When do you all go back to school?