Twisted: Okay…still not that many reviews, not like I'd like. But I have to work my way up to the top, don't I?

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Building the Flames

Chapter 3

I was very proud to be who I was. It was true that I had bad luck with men; they lost interest as soon as they got what they wanted. Sick jerks, as soon as they die I'll get them all. That's what my song was about, a guy who left me as soon as I surrendered myself to him. I knew even if he didn't want me, some part of me would remain, my name. He'd remember my name…

Ember groaned as she heard Michael running around the room obviously looking for a painkiller of some kind. He had drank so much booze the night before that he had passed out on the couch. Ember should have done the smart thing and simply get a taxi home. She completely let her mind slip, so she forgot how badly Michael snored when he had been drinking. She hadn't slept the whole night, and now he was making too much noise when he was awake.

"More sleep thank you," she moaned.

Throwing her pillow over her head she tried to drown out his noisy movement. He ignored her and continued on his search. She bit her lip trying to prevent her from yelling at him. Even though a good scream would get him to stop his movement. Finally giving up Ember threw her pillow at him, missing from her lack of trying to aim. She wore nothing but her underwear and shirt. She removed her pants and bra the night before after Chris and Candice left for the night. Michael really didn't care that she was near naked; it was his cousin, best friend, and sister like.

"You got work today?" she asked him.

"No, not until tonight, thank god."

"You should have it this morning. Would have serviced you right for keeping me up all night," Ember stuck her tongue out at her cousin.

"Stick that tongue out anymore and you'll look like Gene Simmons," Michael commented.

Hearing that Ember replied why sticking her tongue out further. "Blah!"

"Idiot," he sighed and went to his room to change for the day.

"I'm not the one who quit school to impress a girl," Ember yelled back. Michael replied by covering his ears from her roaring.

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Ember was now home, and was cleaning her apartment up. It had been a while since she had time to do such a thing. Picking up a few take-out bags she put them in the already overflowing garbage. She put some dishes in the sink and filled it so she could wash them later. She cleaned the bathroom some and then made her living room look neater then it did. Then Ember finished things off by doing the dishes and taking the garbage out to the bin outside her apartment building.

Lying back on her couch she tried to take a nap, but of course as it usually is, when you're too tired it's impossible to fall asleep when you want to. Ember had to work the night shift, move things around for the morning when costumer would be first coming in. She was working the loading dock of a grocery store in the morning. She shifted from store to store for every shift since she worked at all the loading docks at the mall.

"Need sleep," she yawned.

She rolled over on the couch and let her eyes close. She had to try to at least rest her body, and then she could maybe survive her shift. She tried and tried, but she knew she had failed, after so long of just trying, she looked at her clock. She had half an hour to get ready for work. She pushed herself off the couch lazily and went to her room to get her stuff.

Work consisted of helmet, a reflector for night shifts, so the truckers could see them. And gloves, just in case something breakable would break into something sharp, and could probably cut her hand. It happens a lot, and Ember had done it many times in the past. She sighed deeply, as she closed her apartment door and locked it. It's going to be a long night.

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Ember silently listened to her radio as she slept in her room. The sheets were musky and needed to be washed, but Ember was to damn tired to care what needed to be done. She wanted sleep, and she needed it now. Silently she felt herself drift off into a deep sleep. She smiled in her sleep as she did as usual. Falling asleep she let her mind drift.

Her dreams were always the same, her on stage, fans cheering her on, screaming her name, chanting it in a worshipping way. Her friends cheering her on back stage, she was smiling and completely in her stage wear. Her band playing and giving it there all for her show. She turned to her audience she stuck her tongue out in a flirting manor. She grinned, at there reaction.

"Ember!"

Ember smiled.

"Ember!"

"Thank you," she mumbled.

"Ember wake up!"

Ember shot up bolt in her bed. She was breathing heavily from her surprise of being woken up so suddenly. She turned to who had awakened her. It was Chris. He was staring at her so strangely.

"What?"

"You completely forgot about your try-out, come on, you have only half an hour to get there."

"What? How long was I asleep?"

"Over 12 hours. Get up!"

"What!"

Ember jumped up quickly and started to bolt around the room. She searched for some cloths to put on. She turned to Chris, who was very red, and had a very stunned expression on her face. She didn't understand why he was so shocked, but then she looked down at herself and realized she was only in her t-shirt and underwear.

"Sorry," she said grabbing a towel o the floor and covering her lower half.

Chris coughed, "Um, you don't need to find something to wear. Candice finished the cloths she was designing and I finished your boots."

"You did?"

"Yes and Candice got you your make-up too," he replied. "Come on hurry."

Ember took the bag from Chris and took it into the bathroom to get ready. When she did she looked at the design her friend made. By looking at the top she knew she couldn't wear a bra, so she took off her t-shirt and didn't put her bra on. Putting on the top, she looked at it in the mirror; it was like a sleeveless top, only half-topped style with only one sleeve. Her pants were black straight cuts, stretch materials, making it skin tight. She put them on too, looking at the hourglass shape the cloths let off.

Then she took out her boots. She gasped at them. She wasn't sure if Chris could so the job, it was beyond perfect. There was no way to explain it. They were simply put, amazing. Gray metal boots, with a scull like design cut right into the boots. Ember couldn't stop staring at them. They were her. She put them on and found them surprisingly very comfortable.

Then she took out the other stuff Candice left for her. New pale purple lipstick, cover-up in her shade, mascara and eyeliner for her under eye design. Added for the look, were one glove, and a black bracelet for the other arm. Ember held back some tears for this, Ember couldn't really afford stuff like this, and this was the greatest.

"Candice, if I become famous you're going to be my designer!" she told herself.

Jumping out of the bathroom she jumped into Chris's arms, as he was waiting outside the door for her.

"Thank you." She screamed full of delight. "I love the boots. I'll wear them to every show."

"Whoa!" Chris turned a bright red as he long time friend embraced him rather tightly. "Come on, we need to go now."

"Fine, but I'm so treating you guys all to some beer if I get in!"

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Twisted: Next chapter! The try-out and other interesting stuff that leads up to Ember's…how should I say… um…I think you get what I mean. Please review!