Fake

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Brooke's POV:

On April 21st, 2018, I got a life changing email. I glanced at my computer screen over and over again to make sure I wasn't going crazy.

Condragulations Brooke!
You have been chosen to be on Season 11 of RuPaul's Drag Race!

You will have a month to prepare, and are allowed to bring 3 suitcases, not including your boy clothes.

Below you find your room number, a copy of the NDA you will have to sign, a list of possible runways, and the rules of the competition.

[Link here]

We will see you soon!

-Mama Ru

I couldn't believe this was happening.

I had been auditioning for the show ever since I got my green card.

Over the next month, I spent most hours of the day planning and preparing. Spilling my heart and soul into the designs, going over and over every detail with a fine-tooth comb to make sure it was perfect. When the day finally came, I felt unusually calm. I was at peace.

"Brooke Lynn Hytes! Brooke Lynn Hytes!" one of the producers called, "You're walking in 5 minutes."

I went over my entrance line one last time and was about to enter when I got pulled aside by a different producer.

"I would like to talk with you and one of the other queens tonight about an interesting proposal, so be free from 8-9:30, and don't tell anyone else."

The woman then just walked off.

Well that was weird.

Brooke Lynn's POV:

I think my entrance went well. Although, one queen didn't seem that impressed. What was her name? Sasha? Samantha? SCARLET! Yeah, that was it. Scarlet.

Nina was there, thank God. She is my guardian angel right now. Everyone seems nice enough. Except Vanjie. That queen just gives off a certain energy. Judging from the look in her eyes, she feels the same way I do. The little scowl on her lips, and the squinting of her eyes gave it away. Nonetheless, I walk up to her trying, and failing, to be as confident as possible.

"Hi! I'm Brooke Lynn, nice to meet you."

It was my fake phone voice, and she could tell.

"I'm Vanjie, but you already knew that, didn't you, Mary?"

"Did I?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well," Vanjie blushed, and mirroring my raised eyebrow, "I assume you do. Almost everyone does."

"Oh." Is all I can manage to say.

I don't like her. She's cocky, and frankly, quite bitchy. Nothing like I thought she would be. This was not the Vanjie fans go crazy for. I should know. I am...no I was one.

"UHHHHH GIRL!"

After the cryptic message finished playing, Ru walked in. She explained the maxi challenge, it was a design challenge. Yes! I am going to kill this!

We get to work, and I get lost in my creation. Before I know it, it's time to go back to the hotel for the night. I get inside and settled. I almost doze off before I realize that it's almost 8pm.

Shit. I think to myself; they are going to show up any second.

Sure enough, about two minutes later, there is a knock on my door.

"Brooke, we are here to take you down to the meeting." Said a muffled voice from the other side.

I jump up from my position and put my beat-up converse on.

The meeting room is small, but cozy. Hopefully this was going to be a nice quiet chat.

"....CHILD! TELL ME WHAT THIS IS ABOUT!"

That voice is unmistakable.

Shit.

A producer steps forward and starts to speak very gently, like Vanessa is a bear that doesn't need to be poked even more.

"Miss Vanjie, please have a seat."

"MAMA, I WILL SUE ALL YO ASSES! YA HEAR ME? SUE EM!"

Said producers voice became slightly harsher. "Vanjie, take a seat, this is not an option."

After much protesting from both of us, we settle down and hear what the production team has to say. A different producer steps forward this time. A man with deep blue eyes and a sharp ass jawline.

"RuPaul has decided we need to change it up this season. Have something a lot spicier and more passionate than normal....so he has decided that it is time to finally have a couple, and he chose you two."

Vanessa went burning red with anger.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT! I WILL NOT PRETEND TO BE IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE FOR A TV SHOW! ESPECIALLY NOT LITTLE MISS HIGH AND MIGHTY OVER HERE."

I narrow my eyes, That little....ugh.

"I'm not exactly jumping for joy either."

The producer can sense defeat but isn't giving in. Interesting.

I negotiate.

"I'll consider it.....if there is something in it for me."

Vanjie spins around and looks pissed.

"There is. Absolutely. This is the paperwork. It tells you all your advantages."

We get a stack of paper handed to us.

"After the season has finished filming, we will need you to come to another meeting with us, as well as when the show starts to air." The producer pauses, "So will you take the offer?"

I answer first, "let me look over the paperwork, and I'll give you an answer in the morning."

Vanjie says something similar and we are on our way.