Battle
Scars
Chapter 19
Ruby’s P.O.V.
“And this is our makeup artist, Britanny.” Says the Top
Techie, Freddy, on our little tour of where to go and who we need
to know.
“Hello girls!” says Britanny.
“And, that’s all. You may go look at –and put on
- your dresses, then come back and get your makeup done. About ten
minutes after your makeup and hair is done, you will need to go on
stage.”
“Yes, Freddy.”
“Good luck!”
And then he runs away, he has lots to do.
And we run to our dressing rooms, and open our bags.
They’re absolutely gorgeous, they’re white, and flowy,
and oh my gosh, these ballet flats are awesome too! We put them
on, and we look INCREDIBLE. I race back to Britanny, to get
my hair done.
‘Hi, Ruby.’
‘Hey!’
‘Tell me, what’s it like in New Zealand? I’ve
been meaning to go there, but never have got round to
it.’
‘Well, it’s incredible. It has cute as native species,
it’s got the best scenery ever, and we have THE best icecream
anywhere – Kapiti. We have a easy-going attitude – We
call it ‘She’ll be right.’ And we have
odd-sounding words like ‘Munted’ – it means
broken, and we are home to the ‘Nek Minnit’ video, the
fifth largest city in the world, Dunedin, Pinapple Lumps, and the
electric fence. NZ is also the queen of the beach.’
By the time I finished that, Britanny had already done my hair in
the best fishtail plait ever.
And now she’s started on my makeup.
‘Sounds awesome!’
‘It is awesome. It’s like, the opposite of British
weather.’
‘And that tops them all.’ She says, while applying my
lip gloss.
‘If I had gotten the gig for doing makeup for the lads on the
UAN tour, I would have been to New Zealand. But somebody else got
the gig. They did’nt do it this time because they
could’nt handle the stress.’
And by this time she’s placing the finishing touch:
Mascara.
She’s fast.
‘I’m just a bit worried. Will that crowd hate me? Will
they throw rotten tomatoes?’
‘No, they won’t throw fruit at you. Remember, the same
amount of people who hate you, will love you – if not
more.’
‘Alright.’
And now I’m out the chair, sitting in the wings. I take a
sneak peek out the side.
Full house.
The Dresses: http://www.dressmylove.co.uk/images/dress/ED043.jpg
(by the way, the model is not in any way related to the story.)
Author's note: SORRY READERS FOR LONG GAP BETWEEN CHAPTERS!
Broadband ran out - it was hell. Anyways, hope you like!