The light came on in the dressing room of the small club. The familiar three panelled mirrors reflected the look of the redhead as she sat down.

She had been wanting to become a star since she could remember. The idea of singing in front of a massive crowd made her feel like she wasn't wasting time and youth.

Her emerald eyes danced across her reflection. She grabbed her make-up from the treasured box beside the mirrors. She went to work fixing herself up for another night of performing.

A small brunette man walked up to her door, knocking on it lightly. "Miss Sutcliffe? Are you in there," he asked in his usual, pleasant voice.

"Come in Alan."

She turned her head as he opened the door. He smiled shutting it quietly behind him. She grabbed her curling iron, continuing to fix her hair.

"I hope I'm not interrupting you. Tonight we're suppose to have some really fancy guests...one of them is , Grell!"

She froze hearing the man's name. "Are you saying that The Slingby is going to be here tonight?!" Her mind was racing now on what to wear.

Alan smiled seeing her face light up. "I knew that would be good news. The biggest talent agent in the UK is wanting to see our performers! Which means you get your chance..."

She looked at herself in the mirror closely. "This really could be it. I have to look my best. Alan...did you do this?" She looked ay him suspiciously.

He raised his hands shaking his head. "I never made the call. He was in town visit friends when one of them said to come here. Said that we had some real talent."

She giggled making the long, luscious waves she desired. "I think one of the regulars was the one to open their mouth for this."

He rolled his eyes looking at the mirror. "It can't be helped Grell. It's the way it is right now. Maybe you can help us bring in a good crowd tonight?"

She fluffed her hair, giving it some volume. She spun around giving him a dirty look. "Excuse me?"

He laughed patting her shoulder. "You know I love messing with you. I'm just trying to lighten the mood. Make sure you're ready for one of the biggest nights of your life."

He left her alone with the idea of her potential stardom. She got up and went to the clothing rack filled with red dresses of different hues and designs. She tapped the metal bar thinking of what to wear.

A long, silk dress caught her attention. A beautiful long, sleeveless gown that would hug her figure gently. She smiled pulling it off the rack. She stepped back in front of the mirror, pressing it against her figure.

"This one is the one. It's perfect."

She locked her door stripping quickly out if her normal day clothes. She grabbed her black stockings and garter belt. She slipped them on feeling her soft skin.

She stared at herself again seeing the slow transformation into the vixen she knew she could become. She grabbed the dress slipping it quickly.

She smiled seeing the face of her dolled up self. She gave a final twirl to see the final look.

The crowd began to gather outside of the club. Eric Slingby stood next to his friends Ronald and William in line. "So you boys are say there's some real talent here?" He looked at the building's conditions.

Ronald nodded looking at the people around him. "Oh yeah. A couple of the acts are jokes but the ones that aren't, really stand out."

William shook his head looking at his watch. "Ronald just loves to show up to flirt with all of the waitresses. He's an idiot."

Ronald nudged him hard in the ribs. He groaned holding onto his side. "No need to be upset if it's true. You know that every time we come here, you can't help yourself to taking one home."

He shrugged playfully. "Could you blame beautiful women wanting a hunky man like myself?"

They simply stated at him to be alone with his own self-centred thoughts.

The line began to move along with people being seated. The three men were seated at a table near the stage's centre.

Alan looked throughout the crowd looking for the large blonde man. He got nervous finding him at the front of the stage. He left quickly to the back to let the others know.

The beginning acts started with their usual piano and dance routines. Grell watched from the shadows as Eric watched with a serious look on his face.

She felt the rush of fear going through her body. She couldn't help but still find his stoic pose attractive.

His large hand cupping his drink as he continued to watch the dancers giving it their all. Grell saw the the next act getting ready to hit the stage.

She made her way back to the lounge for the performers sitting on the large couch. One of the girls from the next act stuffing her top to perk up her breasts. She looked up to see the attention she was given.

"Can I fucking help you Sutcliffe? I know you're jealous of really busty women like myself." she posed with both hands holding her bosom.

Grell rolled her eyes twirling her hair in her hand. "Oh please darling. Don't flatter yourself by saying that I would take an interest in your anatomy. I have a slender figure and can actually charm people with personality and talent."

She crossed her legs to sit like a proper lady as the girl puffed up. "Oh please! No man wants a girl with A cup breasts and no ass."

Grell was becoming used to dealing with women like her insulting her. She simply tossed her hair over her shoulders straightening her back.

"Dear, let me give you some advice. You stuff your bra because you don't have much up there anyway. You stuff your panties to give your own ass more volume. Women like me deal with the hand we were given. My breasts and butt may be small, my hips are full and luscious."

Her hands moved along her sides landing on her birth giving hips. She smirked feeling much better about herself with her motions. The girl continued to get infuriated as Grell was not going to break that easy.

Alan came in the room interrupting their argument. "Ladies for the jazz dance routine are needed near the stage. It's almost time for you to go on."

She got up from her seat looking down at Grell. "It's been fun darling but, I'm about to be scouted. Hope you enjoy performing in this dirty little shack."

She walked away strutting her way to the side of the stage. Alan shook his head looking back at her. "Are you okay? Did she say something to make me let her go?"

She shook her head getting up from the couch. "Oh no dear. She sounds like she's going to think she has his eye and quit on the spot. Then she'll realise it's not her he's after, and have to ask for your forgiveness."

He chuckled leaning against the door frame. He took a look at her entire body. "You look stunning. You'll knock 'em dead out there."

He reached out to her, holding her hand hand gently in his own. "I've known you've had talent from the first day I met you. You can do anything you put your mind to."

She felt her heartstrings tug from his words. She squeezed his hand feeling the tears wanting to fight their way out.

"Thank you do much Alan. You've been a dear friend and one hell of a boss. I really need you to know that."

The sound of applause came into ear shot. They let go of each other seeing people making their way into the back lounge.

Alan smiled politely walking back to the side stage, he studied Slingby's face. He smiled taking out a small pocket book from his breast pocket.

William shook his arm shaking his head. "Don't tell me that you're seriously considering that dance group? They're filled with nothing but divas."

Eric laughed, raising his hand to call over the waitress. "Are you kidding me? I'm not sure if you understand how I work Spears. I only choose those who truly blow me away."

He winked at him playfully having three more glasses of brandy appeared before him.

Ronald looked at the stage as the dance group got into their positions. "Let him do what he's good at Will. He's known as the best for a reason."

He caught the attention of a cute girl in the middle of the group. She blushed as he gave her one of his heart stopping winks.

William nudged him hard in the ribs taking a sip of his scotch. He groaned holding his side in pain. "Why are you such a buzz kill William?"

A smirk curled at the ends of his lips chucking. "As you just said. I can't help but be good at what I'm good at."

Ronald shook his head drinking his whiskey quickly. "Yeah, you're good at being a jerk ruining someone else's fun."

Eric sighed looking at the two bickering. "Both of you look like a bunch of old hens. Let us have some fun without being at each other's heels."

He leaned back against the chair taking a sip. His chair leaned on its back legs as he stretched out his long legs.

The dancers did their usual routine with no signs of hesitation. The girl would had Ronald's attention made a small wink of her own in his direction.

He smiled waving at her. William scoffed rolling his eyes, as they girls continued to dance.

Eric started to loose interest in the girls, turning his attention to the sides of the stage. He noticed the small brunette with his arms crossed. His fingers tapping his arms to the beat of the music.

He chuckled seeing how much he memorised the the acts. He new that he had to have been the owner, if not, the manager. He noticed the shadows moving behind him as the chaos seemed to be active in the back.

The sudden glimpse of crimson caught his attention as the person approached the side stage.

She was absolutely beautiful. The long, crimson locks, cascading down her body. The plump vermillion colour on her lips. The gown hugging her figure just so.

He was speechless. The whole hall seemed to fade into obscurity with them being the only ones there. He had seen a lot of redheads in his day; but none like her.

Grell's eyes soon met with his own. Green on green made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

Ronald noticed the change on his face, following to where his eyes landed. The slender redhead wasn't really his type but he knew Eric was smitten.

He nudged William's side to get his attention. "Look at what Eric found." he whispered close to the other man's ear.

Will turned his head to see the woman in question. A thump could be heard loudly in his chest.

Ronald couldn't help but grin seeing their reaction. "It seems like you two have the same taste in women."

William looked over at his friend to see the exact same expression. William shook his head looking at the table. "I never said anything about women."

Eric smiled patting his head. "But you do know when you like one. You look like a damn beet Will."

William's face grew even darker from the embarrassment. He cleared his throat ignoring the other men.

Eric chuckled grabbing his drink. He turned back to the side stage to see the mysterious redhead was gone. He frowned taking a long drink from his cup.

Grell leaned against the wall of her dressing room. Her hand placed on her chest as she took a deep breath.

'Why on earth didn't Alan tell me there would be good-looking men like that here?'

She sighed sitting back in her seat. The reflection showing her the image of the performer she was. She smiled slightly giving herself a playful wink.

She took one last look at every detail of her make-up and outfit before leaving her room. She walked back out to the lounge sitting back down.

She could hear the middle of the song, letting her know she was soon to be called out. Twirling the strands in on her shoulders, she distracted herself from the pressure.

The song was soon over having the girls flood the lounge. Alan congratulated them as he tried to go through the girls to find his main girl.

He grabbed her hand taking her attention from the locks stoll wrapped around her finger. "Come on gorgeous. You have to make them all realise that you have talent."

She nodded following him back out to the side stage. The band got back on stage as the lights dimmed, allowing her to go on. She stood there staring at the two men having seen her.

The spotlight turned on having the rest of the room turn dark. The room got quiet as the band began to play. She inhaled closing her eyes.

Eric and William were enchanted with her finally seeing her up close. She opened her mouth slowly singing out. The crowd listening as she sang a bit louder getting comfortable with the large group of people.

Eric watched her facial expressions making her singing seem effortless. William chewed on his bottom lip scanning her long form.

Ronald whistled lightly, leaning closer to the others. "Damn. She's good. You should really pick this one up Eric." He turned his head seeing them both focused.

Hr grinned placing a mental bet that Eric would grab her attention before William. He turned back to the stage hearing the band getting slower and more sexual.

She stroked the microphone stand staring at the two men. William had his mouth go dry wanting to show some type of response. He glanced over her body again, his gaze keeping to that of her hips and legs.

He took a drink never breaking his focus from her. 'Damn me if she's not attractive. What I would do to her with all that teasing?'

Eric raised his eyebrow feeling as if it was an invitation. 'You really sure know how to make a damn good impress. I hope your personality is just as good.'

Ronald kept glancing over at his seniors. He would do so seeing how she had a tendency to look very flirtatious as she sang.

The song soon ended . She took there waiting to hear his big judgement call. The crowd began to praise her giving whistles and cheers. Eric and William stood up giving her their applause.

She gave a small bow feeling of the pressure leaving her body. She blew kisses at the crowd leaving off to the side stage.

Alan pulled her into a hug, laughing loudly. "I can't believe it! You really caught their attention. Eric couldn't keep his eyes off you."

She blushed covering her cheeks modestly. "Do you really think so? I mean, I tried by best to put on a good show. After all, I'm an actress and a singer."

He let go of her patting her back. "Yeah you are. I didn't think you were going to be that relaxed." He let her move passed the group of jealous dancers back to her dressing room.

She kissed his cheek feeling the blood pumping through her veins. "It was amazing Alan. I have two gorgeous men keeping their eyes on me. I've never felt so beautiful."

He rolled his eyes sitting the seat next to hers. "Oh please, if anyone is used to it by now it's you." He relaxed in his seat looking at the pure joy on her face.

She sighed hearing a knock on the door. Alan squeezed her hand getting up from his seat. "Don't worry about it. I'll answer it for you."

He went to the door seeing one of the stage hands. "Sir, there's three gentlemen who'd like to speak with you and Ms. Sutcliffe."

He looked back at Grell for any disapproval. She smiled bowing her head politely. Alan nodded to the young man letting him go get their guests. A few moments later, Slingby and crew knocked on the door.

Grell took a deep breath, checking for any flaws in her make-up. Alan chuckled answering the door again. "M-Mr. Slingby! Thank you for honouring us with your presence. Please come in."

Eric walk into the dressing room stopping about a meter away from Grell. His heart pounding at the sight of the beauty before him. "Hello there gorgeous. You did an amazing job of impressing me tonight."

She blushed holding out her hand to him. "Thank you Mr. Slingby. I'm glad that you were able to have a good time tonight. It's always a pleasure to have you in our grounds."

He took her hand kissing her knuckles. He held her hand in his running the thumb over her skin. He finally released it wanting to speak. "I'm sure you get this kind of praise every day."

She shook her head offering them a seat. "Not as much as would like to. Please take a seat gentlemen."

William and Eric sat on either side of her. William stared at her not sure how to interact with her. She glanced up at him meeting his gaze.

His heart thumped a little bit louder. Her smile made him want to reach out and grab her hand. To be the charmer that Eric and Ronald were.

"It's a pleasure to meet with you. Your singing was breathtaking." He said the words before he could calculate what had happened.

She smiled reaching out grabbing his hand. He felt his skin getting hot with her hands around his. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well. What should I call you?"

He gave a smile that sent shivers down the other men's spine. It was a genuine smile. "William. Please call me William."

"William, I'm Grell."

Grell. What an enchanting name. It rolled off the tongue so easily. Eric looked at her feeling his heart flutter. Ronald reached out knocking William back to earth.

"Nice to meet you Grell. I'm the devilishly handsome Ronald." She laughed taking his hand. "Pleasure. I'm glad to hear that you boys enjoyed the show."

Alan moved towards to the door looking back at them. "I need to go check on the others. Do you think you can be a good host for me Grell?"

She gave a bow of her head looking at the three men around her. "Of course darling. What kind of lady would I be if I could do that much?"

He waved to them leaving quickly. Ronald leaned back in his chair looking around the room. "Seems nice to have a room all to yourself. You must've really worked for it."

"It was a lot of work. Only those Alan feels are the best acts get dressing rooms. It took me two years to get it." She looked at her mirror remembering the young girl she once was.

Eric reached out for her hand again. "Let me be realistic with you for a moment Grell. I love your singing. I want to know if you'll be willing to be my next star?"

She gasped feeling like she'd wake up any minute. "What would I need to do to become your next success story.?" Secretly pinching herself.

"I would need you to come with us to Scotland. William here is a music trainer. Ronald is my man of marketing. Between us three, you'll be singing in concert halls here in London. Maybe even the world."

She took a moment to think it over. She would be leaving her home, her friends, leaving her flat. She looked him in the eye nodding slowly." Okay I'll do it. I just need to say my goodbyes and pack my things."

He grinned kissing her hand again." You won't regret it my dear. I'll pay for all of the moving expenses. I'll also be paying for the new flat you'll be staying until you start performing again. "

Her heart skipped a beat thinking of her new life. A small pain began to twist in her stomach thinking of her friends here.

"How long do I have to get my things Mr. Slingby?"

"You have about three days to pack up my dear."

Her eyes widened looked at him. "Three days? That's barely enough time to pack my clothes and China."

He squeezed her hand hearing the nervousness in her voice. "Don't worry. I'll be having professional movers get your things. You'll have plenty of time to say your goodbyes this way."

He got up from the seat looking at his comrades. "We'll have to get going, but please have a good evening." He took her hand again to his lips kissing it again. He exited the room looking at his friends.

Ronald arose from his seat grabbing her hand. "It's been a real pleasure to meet you. I really hope you have your moment to shine passed this." He walked out the door leaving the two alone.

William stared at her. His eyes fixated on her beauty. Her head turned to meet his eyes, they looked so lovely to him. He got out of his seat moving closer to her.

"It's going to be good working with you Miss Grell. If you need anything during your transition, give me a call." A small white card with his information was placed into her palm.

She smiled looking down at it. A twitch from his lip almost formed into a smile. "Thank you very much Mr. Spears. I'll keep you in mind."

He wanted to say something cheeky only to stop himself. He took a hold of her hand, his hand holding it delicately. He brought it up to his lips taking in the scent of her skin.

He kissed it not wanting to let go. He wanted to pull her into his arms and beg her to be his. Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he let go of her on shaky breath.

"I do mean it. If there is anything you need at all. Please call me." He bowed his head looking at her with desire. He made his way out following the others out.

She stood there turned the card over, reading the little details put on it. A tug at her lips made her giggle thinking of the handsome men she had met that night. She grabbed her normal clothing to get ready to leave. Her new life would be just around the corner for her.