(Golly-gee, it's been awhile hasn't it, thanks for the reviews guys! I wasn't going to continue with this because no one reviewed then randomly people did! So I'm updating! Also, I have been doing so much with my shows and auditioning AGAIN! Yuck! OOOOO AND THE BEST PART! I saw Cabaret and Adam Pascal touched my left leg and he smiled and winked at me!! I nearly had a heart attack! Also, I saw Rent 4 times over these past 2 months! Including Jeremy Kushiner as Roger ::melts::! I saw lots of shows but WICKED takes the cake. I asked Idina to adopt me and she didn't say no. Hehehehe and when I checked the understudy board and saw Taye Digg's name I had another heart attack! ANYWHOO…MORE STORY! Oh and, review if you want more if you don't review I don't write, which may not be that bad considering I'm a crappy writer.)
*Bodacious ta-tas= No joke! My director said this while I was trying to get my corset on for a show I was in. "Bend over and pull your bodacious ta-tas out!" I immediately thought of Angel.
Chapter 11
"Ow ow ow! Angel! That's eyeliner! Not eye removal device!" I flinched as she tried to apply my eyeliner.
"Oh hush, you're just not used to eyeliner, you have such great eyelashes that they are almost as perfect as wearing false eyelashes and eyeliner." Angel told me professionally.
"Ugh, Angel!" I whined. "I really don't think he's going to care if I'm wearing a little more eyeliner! Just put more eye shadow on! Eye shadow I like! It's my thing!"
"Yeah yeah yeah, I know, so you want the club look or the angel specialty look?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"No" She smiled.
"Alright then, decision made!" I laughed at her determination to make me "completely irresistible."
About an hour later and layers upon layers of powders and creams later, Angel announced she was finished. She faced me towards the mirror and told me to look. I smiled at how different she had made me look. Like I was someone else, a fantasy that had been mine for so long.
"Thank you Angel!" Angel grinned with pride and clapped her hands.
"Okay okay!" She screeched. "Now we must complete your ensemble! We have the skirt, but we need a top to display your bodacious ta-tas.*"
She ran over to the closet we shared and started pulling stuff out. She would look at something and ponder and lay it on the bed or shake her head violently and toss it aside. Suddenly she made a high-pitched sound that somewhat resembled the word "hallelujah." She ran over to me.
"Mimi take your clothes off." I laughed and found it as an opportunity to crack a joke.
"Why, Angel! Are you coming on to me?!" She rolled her eyes.
"Shut up! Just do it!" So I slowly undressed and stood in front of a full length mirror completely naked except for a small g-string. I noticed Angel staring at me again.
"Angel, what are you looking at?" She shook her head and laughed.
"Nothing! I just wish I had your boobs that's all." I smiled and laughed. She pulled the shirt on over my head, and then had me step into the skirt.
When we were finished we took a long look in the mirror.
"Oh my GAWD! MIMI! You look so fucking hot! And I don't ever say fucking, but this was an appropriate time!" I blushed and looked in the mirror again. I took a deep breath and silently hoped that Collins would feel the same way.
* I know it's short but I realized it was later than I thought and I have to go for a quick run, take a shower, and get ready for the formal tomorrow! (Like you really needed to know all that!) I will write more soon! I promise! I just need someone to pester me about it all the time, so I get around to it. REVIEW! POR FAVOR! Gracias!*