The Music Next Door

Epilogue

~5 years later~

Epilogue

"And here's for the final touch," Stella said as she passed a brush on my face for the thousandth time, "Viola!"

She spun my chair around, so I was finally facing her. Suddenly she squealed in excitement as she observed every inch of my face. I smiled because I knew that she'd obviously done a good job, since she's already a professional in doing make-up.

"I just made you look exactly like the character the directors wanted. What's that character's name again? God, I always forget.""Fabiola Leviola."

"Right. And she falls in love with that king's bastard, Bernardo," she said as she rolled her eyes while cleaning up all the mess she had made when she was doing my make-up, "I really don't ship them, but a bunch of your fans do. I saw them tweeting hashtag Fabnardo. They even got it trending and like that's not even a cute ship name to begin with."

I chuckled as I shook my head, "It sounds pretty good to me and also to every viewer whom ship Fabnardo, so stop complaining Stella."

She sighed, "Fine whatever, but you should spoil a little bit of your script to me because I want to know if the dude died or not."

"You are as far as I am because the director didn't want to tell me either and it's not written in my script so."

"Ugh I hate you and this TV show so much, but I love it at the same time! It's like a love-hate relationship, you feel me?"

I laughed out loud at the way she said it as I mimicked her at the same time before she slapped my arm.

"Its crazy how things turned out," I suddenly said, when the laughter finally died down, while scratching the back of my ear, "Who would've known that I would be starring in this worldwide famous TV show and you, my best friend, would be my number one make-up artist."

"Yeah it's all so crazy, I love this job Brenda, and you have no idea. And I'm so happy for you, even though you didn't get to become the singer you wanted to be, at least you're an actress now."

"Hey, I love acting. Every fiber of my body loves it and sometimes you just have yet to realize what you want. I mean yes I was obsessed with singing, but that was befor-"

"Before you were auditioning for that Shakespeare play at school and realized you love acting too, am I right?" She smiled, finishing my sentence for me.

I smiled back, "Yes. And it's all thanks to Harry that I got to go to that amazing school for a year before auditioning for this TV show."

She blushed at the mention of her boyfriend's name, but she quickly tried to cover it up with nodding her head.

"I know I've said this a million times, but I'm going to say it again; I'm sure I would've been way more nervous on that night of the show if I knew Harry's dad owned the Pacific Acting School and that he was in that same audience watching our performance." I admitted.

"Who would've thought indeed, his dad does make dreams come true,' She stated smiling, "And it's also your talents Stella, if you weren't the star of the night with your super-duper awesome acting of Juliet, he wouldn't have noticed you and walk up to you after that show. "

I got up from my chair before fixing the golden gown I was wearing as I look at myself in the full-length mirror. I'm going to be filming the season finale in about half an hour and I could already feel my heart beating really fast because I was nervous. You can say that when you've been acting for almost five years, you would've gotten over this thrilling feeling, but you don't. Not if you love doing something so much.