Dancer - s.w.

two

                  

*ring ring ring* I shot up from my nap and heard my phone. I frantically searched through the covers until I felt my phone. of course, it's my mom. "hey mom." I answered a little disappointed it wasn't them. "hey sweetie, what's wrong?" "well, I auditioned for a music video so I was hoping that was them." "oh, well good luck!" I could imagine her warm smile as she said that.

"thanks mom. so how are you and dad?" "we're good! your grandma came to visit yesterday. she always forgets you're in L.A. now." she laughed lightly. I frowned feeling guilty. I always miss my family. "well, I can come visit sometime soon. I've really been missing all of you." I said sadly. "oh baby, we miss you too. but we're so proud of you. so so proud." she said.

"thank you mom. I love you so much." I said. "alright, I'll talk to you later, okay?" she said. "alright mom, bye! I love you and miss you, tell dad and everyone I said hey." "I will! bye!" she hung up.

I went and took a shower, I really needed to wash up. I already took one this morning, but I wanted to re-do my makeup and I was sweaty.

"ugh, I miss my mommy so much : (" I tweeted. I got a towel and turned on the water, then undressed and stepped in. I washed my body, but didn't wash my hair since I washed it this morning.

I dried off and stepped out. I put on some sweats and a sports bra, then grabbed my phone from my room and brought it out to the living room. I sat on the couch and checked the time. oh my god, I am so lucky they didn't call while I was in the shower. I completely forgot. if they even call at all. anyway, it was 2:00PM right now and I am really fucking hungry.

I went to the kitchen and as usual wasn't in the mood for anything in there. starbucks it is, I guess. I went in my room and put on a shirt, then got my keys and left.

I pulled up to the drive thru, ordered, then went back home. I wasn't in the mood to go out and sit down and stuff, especially by myself. I was in a sort of a bad mood since they haven't called. in fact, they've probably already called some other girl by now.

I turned on the tv and started watching some shitty reality show, one of my favorite things to do honestly.

*ring ring ring* my heart started beating faster as I tapped 'accept' and raised the phone to my ear. "hello?" "hello is this penelope wilson?" oh my god. oh my fucking god. I cleared my throat, "yes it is."

"hello! I'm calling from freshlee records. we'd like to know if you're still interested in appearing in the music video you auditioned for." "yes, yes I am." "okay, we'd like to meet with you today. is 4:00PM a good time? if not, we can reschedule for tomorrow or some other time." "no, 4:00 is fine! can you please give me an address?" "yes, *random address*." "okay, thanks! I'll be there." I said politely. "okay, we look forward to seeing you soon. goodbye."

I hung up and sat there for a second in shock. "YESSSS!!!!" I screamed jumping up and down. I screeched letting out my excitement. I ran into my room to start getting ready.

I put on moisturizer and primer. next, I put on my foundation and concealer and set it with a powder. I contoured my face and highlighted, I didn't really like blush. next I did my eyebrows and put on natural eyeshadow, and then applied some winged eyeliner. I put on some mascara then I put on some matte lipstick.

it might seem like a lot of makeup, but I like makeup what can I say? plus, I look like a baby most of the time so it helps me look more mature. people take me a lot more seriously when I don't look like a child.

I remembered I need to call rebecca. I went to her contact and pressed call. "hello?" "hey rebecca it's penelope." "hey! what's up?" "so the music video people called me and said I got it!" I said excitedly. "wow, that's great! but they called you? instead of me?" "well, I wrote my name and number down at the first audition so they didn't even have your number." I explained. "oh okay, well next time leave them both of our numbers." "okay sorry." I apologized. "that's okay. did they set up a meeting with you? I definitely need to be there." she asked. "yeah, at 4 today. you can make it right?" "hold on." she looked at her schedule I assume. "yes! perfect, I can make it." "okay, thanks rebecca! I'll text you the address." "okay, bye, see you there." I hung up and texted her the address.

I should really get dressed now. I was feeling girly so I went with a white long sleeve crop top and some light denim high-waisted skinny jeans. crop top and high waisted jeans, so basic, blah blah, I know. I put on some lace up white heels and decided to use a pink purse. I don't usually like pink and I don't always use purses, but again, feeling girly today. I curled my hair into loose waves and put on some jewelry.

I went out to my car and got in placing my purse in the passenger seat. I pulled out and started driving to the place.

I parked in front of the building checking the time on my phone, I was just on time. I got out grabbing my purse and began walking down the sidewalk towards the entrance. I flipped my hair over my shoulder, not to be sassy but to get it out of my face; although I'm sure I looked sassy doing it anyway.

I reached for the door handle but another hand beat me to it. I traced the stranger's arm up to meet their face only to find them not looking at me in return. rather, at my body, scanning me up and down. I opened my mouth to speak, but once again I was interrupted. "ay ma, let me get that for you." I scoffed as I walked inside, annoyed when people look at me like a piece of meat. it is flattering on some level, but I can't help but feel slightly offended.

I approached the man at the desk with a polite look on my face. "hello, how can I help you?" he asked. "I'm here for a meeting." I said, not sure exactly what to say. they never gave me a specific name to give to the person at the desk. "what's your name?" he asked. "penelope wilson." after typing and some clicks he said, "okay, here you are. wait here for a moment, please." I nodded my head.

he came back soon after. "they'll be with you shortly. you can wait in our waiting area if you'd like." he said gesturing to an empty spot in the room with a little table and magazines and stuff. I thanked him and sat down in one of the seats.

I noticed that the guy at the door wasn't in here, but I'm positive he followed me in, he came in right behind me when he opened the door. whatever, none of my business.

I got on my phone, replying to some people on twitter. I loved to go to their account and see their reaction, they usually get so excited. I love my followers, they're all so cute.

suddenly the man at the desk walked back to the desk and said, "ms. wilson, they're ready for you." I half-smiled and walked to the room he pointed me to.

hey guys! i'm actually proud of this chapter lmao. i hope youguys liked it too, i spent a long time on it. please give it a thumbs up! i'm sure that's annoying to hear but it's just sort of a way of showing your appreciation. it makes me feel good *sexual innuendo* and encourages me to write more. like if i get barely any likes it kind of makes me feel like my writing isn't good because people are reading for it but not voting. anywayyy, bye lmao.