Wally West is part of an internationally famous band called Young Justice. He and his friends recently finished an album featuring the also-internationally famous singer, Artemis Crock, and they go on tour with her. They've toured with her before, b...
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ABOVE: MEGAN'S DRESS, ARTEMIS' OUTFIT (except short sleeves instead of long.) SO ONCE AGAIN, I HAVE NO INSPIRATION, SO WE ARE SKIPPING ON TO THE NEXT CITY.
City: Hanoi, Vietnam
Song: Scars To Your Beautiful by Alessia Cara
"You as nervous as I am?" Megan asked timidly.
"No, but you never take a lead in a song. Meanwhile, that's my job. I AM just touring with you guys. I'm still technically a solo act." Artemis slid on her jacket.
"Fair point," Megan said. She bit her nail.
"You can still back out, Megs."
"No. This is important, I want to do it."
"Alrighty then."
Dick entered the dressing room. "You know that you're both super brave to do this. None of the fans knows that either of you have had a problem with cutting before."
"Most people don't know about me," Megan muttered. "Only you guys, my mom, and my uncle."
"That's because you got help faster than some people."
"How obviously pointed." Artemis rolled her eyes.
Dick shrugged. "It is what it is."
"Shut up, Grayson."
He held up his hands in surrender. "Shutting up." He left the room.
The girls looked at each other and laughed. Megan ran a makeup wipe out the lower half of her arm, exposing the scars riddled there. Megan frowned at them, sliding on her pink sweater.
"At least you have way less than me," Artemis said as she did the same thing, minus the sweater.
"This is going to blow up big in the media, isn't it?" Megan asked.
"We went over this fifty times before you agreed to do it in the first place."
"I know, I'm just nervous." She bit her nail again, this time breaking a piece of it off. "Ugh, this habit. No matter how much nail polish I put on, I bite them anyway."
"Better than cutting."
"Not better than putty though. That was a really smart idea."
Artemis smiled. "I know. It was Wally's idea, not mine. Besides, at least for you it's just anxiety about how you look now, instead of flat-out anorexia. You've improved a lot. I have not."
"You have improved, Artemis. Are you cutting on a regular basis anymore?"
"No, but I still do sometimes."
"Well, sometimes is better than regularly. It's a hard habit to break, Arty, and you're doing a great job."
