Red De'Vill-update JAN 6th
Rock Chick:
Thanks for reading xxx more soon hopefully *hugs*
Rock Chick:
Shopping with Sam
Funny how time can stand still one moment and slip by so fast in another. As Ellie stood outside near the gate waiting for Sam to show up and take her audition outfit shopping, she felt so nervous…like she was getting pulled off the surface of the planet by her stomach…
Rhys grinned at her on the way back to the house after alighting from the school bus.
“You’ll have to wear hot pants and a crop top…you know, if you want to impress the judges”
“Thanks Rhys” She scowled..Rhys could be a little arse at times. “But I’m going to audition for a singing contest not Hooters..”
“Ah well don’t say I didn’t warn you”….He disappeared into the house enjoying his moment of triumph. Making Ellie mad was one of his favourite pastimes, always had been.
Ellie’s fuming was cut short when Sam arrived. Her new friend had been working at the hairdressers’ for most of the day. Ellie knew that she was lucky not to have to go straight out and find anything just yet..The contest was scary but it was like a holiday too…well, infinitely better than working as a temp again in some stuffy office. She would rather do anything else after the contest than that again.
“That was a crappy day in the salon…” Sam exclaimed “Like… advanced crappy”
Sam was funny, even when she was trying to be serious.
“Blasted faux-hawks all day…so flipping BORING….anyway...I called a taxi and we have about 2 hours before the stores close today….”
“I won’t need two hours” Mumbled Ellie…she was so accustomed to buying her stuff from mail order catalogues that the idea of trying things on in trendy boutiques was really nerve wracking.
“pfffft” Sam grinned….”We need more than two to be honest…shopping is an art you know…Anyway we need find something to show off your awesome leggies!”
Ellie burst out laughing….”oh noooo way, categorically NO minis”
“Ah come on….at least prove to the world you have knees, woman!!!” Sam retorted…”You’re not a granny yet …..or are you???.Oh my god….you look marvellous for your age…” She teased.
“Sorry Sam…people will have to just trust that I have knees” Chuckled Ellie…having a laugh helped the tension a little. There were only a few measly hours before she would be waiting her turn in front of the infamous judges…TV cameras….
“Hmm…we need to thrash the tweed twin set mentality out of you girl” mused Sam…the taxi arrived and Sam led the way smiling happily
“Let’s rock then shall we”
So there she was at last, choosing her audition clothes with her new best friend. Trying not to look out of her depth in the midst of all the trendy clientele and snooty looking shop assistants.
Ellie saw a bit of blue sleeve and pulled out the top to peer at it…Sam whizzed up to her..
“Put the naff blouse down and step awayyyyy from the mumsy section”
They laughed…”Aw come on you said blue….” Protested Ellie.
“Yeah slinky classy young blue not making jam for the Womens Institute blue”
“Argh…well as you are so keen to be a stylist…you find something……I trust you…no pvc though right?” Ellie gestured towards the clothing displays , half joking half desparate.
Sam patted her arm…”You nervous eh”
Ellie nodded…”Petrified”
“But you want it” Sam said warmly.
“Very much”
Sam smiled reassuringly, “Then let’s find you something perfect”
Rock Chick:
Star Factor Begins
In a hotel suite in downtown Pleasantview, the infamous Star Factor judges were waiting for the call to start proceedings. Last stop of the nationwide first round auditions and all were tired and some more than others feeling jaded.
Mimi Anderson was the newest member of the panel. She had been a well respected recording artist for years, having had a break from her gruelling worldwide tours to have a family..This was a gentle and fun way back into show business. Marla, the most popular of the existing panel from Star Factor, had asked Mimi to participate that year.
They sat chatting quietly on the plush sofa.
“It’s usually pretty dire by the time we get round here….well the last leg anywhere is..I hope I get the 25 and over category this year. Groups are always a pain…so many more egos ….” Marla explained adjusting her pearls. Mimi was enjoying the experience immensely, just missing her baby and producer husband Kenny like crazy.
“It’s exciting though…I’m looking forward to seeing some amazing people today”
They had been to all the major cities in the country all through the summer. So many hopefuls, a few with unmistakable raw talent but the vast majority somewhat deluded…naturally a few insane ones snuck in. The viewers and fans of the show lapped it all up.
“I like this town” Mimi said smiling, “I hope that they can produce a finalist this year, truly…”
“Don’t hold your breath” came a wry response from one of the other sofas.
Steve Conway was the ‘nasty’ but annoyingly astute judge everyone loved to hate. In private of course, a very nice guy…but his reputation for brutal honesty to auditionees had half the nation despising him and the other half adoring his candour. It was like being a pantomime villain but he enjoyed it all immensely.
He sat slightly bored, with the presenter of Star Factor, Cherise Masters. She was equally bored, but Star Factor was hugely popular, she knew she was fortunate to get the gig.
“Oh now come on Steve” Marla smiled…”This place is always a hoot”
“Yeah ‘hoot’ …rather good word to describe some of the caterwauling that these inbred imbeciles drone out every year”
“Oh Steve, don’t be daft” scoffed Marla. She knew he was exaggerating terribly.
“Getting into character already Steve? “ Quipped Cherise.
Steve allowed a faint smile to flicker across his face. He enjoyed the fact that Cherise had enough front to tease him..She had ambition and he admired her for it.
Mimi frowned a little, inside hoping that at least one contender for the live shows would be somewhere in the crowd that day…if only to wipe the smug expression from Steve Conway for once.
“Well I always enjoy it here…I’m hoping we’ll find a good new boy-band…you know the business is crying out for a new …”
Ronny, the eldest member of the panel, was always hoping to emulate the success his label had a decade before. The charts had been dominated by boy-bands and girl-bands back then… and managing them was his forte.
“Oh come on Ronny” Interrupted Steve, looking annoyed, “What about the fuss you had with those god awful Caliente sisters here last year??”
“I’m telling you Steve, there’s a big revival of the singing groups this year…” Ronny argued
“In your mind only Ron, anyway…ten years isn’t long enough ago for a bloody revival of anything…..” Scoffed Steve.. “I can do without a repetition of all that dross in my life time thanks”
Cherise rolled her eyes, “There’s not going to much much of it left if you keep going through the brandy and cigars at your rate” She muttered.
“Well I just love the old dears who come along…singing the old show tunes…they are marvellous” gushed Marla…”and the viewers love them of course”
“Oh god, I forgot…this place is full of OAPS” Moaned Steve, Ronny told him off indignantly… “Oi you’re not a spring chicken mate…how many nips and tucks is it now Steve?”
“Hey I take care of the merchandise …nothing wrong with that” Steve retorted, winking slyly at Cherise. They enjoyed flirting, an affair between them was constantly speculated over in the tabloids. Publicity was publicity after all, so the two of them seemed to relish keeping the rumours alive.
Further bickering was interrupted as a runner appeared bearing an overflowing clipboard in the doorway…”Time to head out everyone” he gasped breathlessly…runners always seemed to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
“Thank you Wayne” cooed Marla; she was like the Mum of the whole crew…
The judges left for the Audition venue…where hundreds of excited Pleasantview hopefuls waited buzzing with excitement in the crisp autumn air.
chocolatedalek:
Oh wow. This is really good!! Sad Kira died though. :cry:
Rock Chick:
Thankyou very much! More soon xxx
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