What If...
A girl with long flowing blond hair spun around in front off her full length mirror. Her body was beautifully small in size and the outfits she wore really showed that. At the moment she was wearing a short tight red skirt. A matching halter top fit tightly around her body. It was strapless and metallic almost. A transparent red cape-like thing flowed out behind her and went down to about her knees. The skirt and top had a slight glimmer to it as she spun under her dressing room lights. A pair of red heels sat on the floor next to the mirror. An older woman approached the girl and began to cover her bust.
"What now Elizabeth?" The girl questioned kindly as she was motioned to sit down.
"Just your make-up dear." The lady smiled and started to apply make-up.
"No, I don't want it. It makes me look fake. Just a light lipstick and gloss will do. Maybe something light over my eyes. But that is all." She smiled as the lady applied a light pink lipstick and then a shinny gloss. On her eyes was applied a light pink eye shadow, just enough to emphasize her golden eyes.
"Your on in five." A man called into the dressing room as the girl began to put on her tiny red heels. She did one finally spin in front of the mirror and smiled a big bright white smile.
"I look so pretty. I'm so glad I took this job." She smiled and did another spin. He then walked out of her room and onto the large stage. A microphone stand was standing at the end. The stage was shinny and had small spot lights around the edge. As she took the stage, everyone cheered. He grabbed the microphone off the stand and backed up, holding the wire in her other hand. As she began to sing, her loving audience sang along.
"No, no you can't do that." She walked around the stage, the lights shinning on her just enough to bring out her true beauty.
"They don't read the constitution, down there where I work. My boss thinks he's a Romeo...I think he's a jerk." She bent down slightly and played into the song with a flip of her hair. She stood back up and continued to walk around.
"He's always making passes, he's got hands in back of his head. He'd love to see me naked. LORD I'd love to see him dead!" She formed the hand holding the wire into a gun and acted like she fired it off, then she winked.
"No, no, you can't do that." She finished her song and bowed. Everyone cheered.
"RIZA! RIZA!"
"I love you Riza!"
"Go Riza. Sing it girl!"
Riza smiled at her adoring fans and bowed again. She loved the attention. And she loves her job.
I introduce to you Singing Sensation... Riza Hawkeye
A/N - I only used pieces of the song, thus the reason it seamed short. Please review. Constructive criticism accepted. No flames (Roy is the only person who reserves that right).