Stepping into the backstage of the arena Alicia felt calmer, with Alvin by her side carrying her suitcase she walked towards the room that was used as a make-up area last time she was in that arena. When they got to the door Alvin turned and looked at her.
'LiLi, I'm glad your back and everything but, are you sure your okay?' he sighed at the end of the sentence, because he knew things she didn't things that happened after she left things he didn't know if he should tell her or not.
'Al,' she replied cutting the silence 'I'm okay, I'm over it.'
With that she smiled at him, took her suitcase and went inside closing the door behind herself. Leaning back she breathed in deeply, not realising Alvin was doing exactly the same the other side of the door.
Once she got everything set up she sat back and looked around at the tools of her trade, it was great to be back but she had a niggling feeling deep down in her stomach. She was going to have to work on her. The woman that ruined it all for her, although that didn't mean she didn't blame Jeff, she did. But he was a bloke and she knew blokes only thought with on thing and it wasn't their brain. She leaned back and closed her eyes...
'Hi, I'm Alicia, nice to meet you.' Alicia held out her hand.
Michelle looked her up and down.
'Well...Alicia,' she replied with a bitchy undertone 'Lets hope your make-up skills are better than your dress sense.
Alicia felt like someone had punched her in the stomach, Michelle was one of her favourite divas, why was she talking to her like this?
'Excuse her,' came a southern drawl 'She is just a bit bitchy towards good looking women'. Jeff walked in from the hallway and leaned against the door frame looking Alicia up and down, a sexy smile forming on his lips.