Chapter 1 Angela

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[ANJELA'S P.O.V]

"Angela lets go," my makeup artist Cerie says to me as she unclamps the eyelash curler from my eyelashes. I smooth my dress down and push through the curtains and step out onto the runway.

Bright lights flash in my face and I feel the wind blower that I know is positioned behind the curtains at the other end of the room. My hair blows back and I strike a pose flashing my prettiest smile.

"Angela, Angela!!" The crowd screams.

I walk even further down the runway and spin around at the end. The trail on my dress swirls around me and then settles as I walk back down the runway to the curtains leading off the runway.

[BACKSTAGE]
"Angela da'ling you did great," my head stylist John says to me as I walk backstage.

"Thanks so much," I reply giving him a hug.

"Now you need to go get in your next dress for the finale da'ling," he tells me and I nod and hurry to my dressing room.

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