• 96: BTS •
Melody
The gown that the wardrobe team had me wear required two people to get me into it. It was massive, like the designer had decided to take as many yardsticks as they could and that was the length. The fabric was a deep red like finely aged wine. It clung to my body and cut off above my elbow. The hair team loosely curled my brown locks giving some life to it, before setting a flower crown on my head that matched the dress with hues of red and pink.
When I looked in the mirror, I hardly recognized the dark-haired girl staring back at me. She actually looked decent, like someone worth taking a picture of. I gave my reflection a half smile and turned to Gavin, who always hung around to make sure I was okay.
"Ready," I said.
"Good!" He held up his phone to take some pictures of my make up. He said having some 'behind-the-scenes' photos were always good to make sure my followers were excited for what was to come. He also explained that it was good to tag the different people that worked on me, like the hair and makeup teams. All I was worried about was what people from school would say when they saw all of the pictures posted. However, I let him do whatever social media stuff he needed to do. He was the manager after all.
As soon as he was done, three of the crewmembers helped me down the hallway and into an elevator. When we got to the main floor, they carried the dress as we walked outside and into the park where the camera crew and photographer were set up. There was a massive ladder that went up into a tree and I tried to keep my eyes from widening too much at the thought of getting up there. The photographer smiled as he saw me and walked over to greet me.
"Melody!" he said. He had a slight accent, which I pegged as French. "Nice to finally meet you. I am Raphael!"
"You as well," I said. Raphael took his hat off, revealing his bleach blond hair, before he adjusted it to what he wanted and slipped it back on.
"Okay, I know it's cold out, so we'll be quick. We'll help you up into that tree there and take some beautiful pictures! Think Red Riding Hood got lost on her way to the ball!"
"Sounds good," I replied with a smile, though I was sure he had mixed up some fairy tales there.
With the help of the crew, I was up in the tree, seated as if it were my throne. I posed pretty for some and tried to be fierce in others. All the while, Raphael called out directions on where to shift my arm, tilt my head, or hold what I was doing.
"Magnifique!" He exclaimed after many different shots. "Thank you, Melody, I think we've got some great shots here."
"Thank you," I replied.
The crew helped me out of the tree, back inside, and into the dressing room. I was the helped out of the dress, and I put on my robe as soon as possible. The magic of the dress and makeup was beginning to wear off and I didn't feel comfortable to walk around in my underwear like some of the other girls did. I quickly found my jeans and sweater and slipped into them, hoping no one was seeing me although I knew no one was looking.
Gavin went to get the car and picked me up downstairs. When I slid into his car, he held up his phone with a grin on his face.
"I posted a behind-the-scenes picture and your followers are loving it!" he said, passing me the phone. He began the drive back to Greenwich as I looked at the photo he had posted. I was looking down so the makeup on my eyes was visible and my curled hair could be seen. There were sixty likes on the photo, and it had only been posted a few minutes ago. Even some comments were there from girls from my school. A few hearts from Julia, and a 'cute!' from Veronica really confused me.
While I liked having positive attention for a change, I wondered how long it would last. I wondered what it would take for me to screw it up and for them to go right back to hating me.
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"Girl!" My phone rang early Saturday afternoon. It was Emma's bubbly voice on the other side of the line.
"Hey!" I replied, pausing America's Next Top Model and closing my laptop.
"How was your photoshoot? Saw your BTS pic and you looked flawless!" She asked. It took me a minute to realize that 'BTS' meant behind-the-scenes and I tried not to laugh at how out of the loop I was.
"It was good. I hope the pictures turn out good," I replied.
"I'm sure they will!" Emma said. "Okay, so I'm kind of freaking out, because I don't know what to wear to the party tonight!" I laughed at that. "You're a fashion guru. Please help me."
"Do you have any tight little dresses?" I asked. "Like a plain black, or blue, or grey?"
"No! Ugh! All of my dresses are the loose baby-doll type or a floral print. Why am I such a child?" Emma sighed. I laughed again at her dramatics.
"What about a lacy body suit or something?" I tried.
"I'm a flower child. Apparently lace skipped my closet!" Emma exclaimed. I could hear her riffling through her closet. "Okay, what about, this! A velvet green skirt!"
"Nice. Match it with a black top and black pantyhose under it and you're set," I said. I sat up in my bed and stared into my half-open closet.
"You're a miracle worker!" Emma squealed. "What are you going to wear?"
"I have no clue... probably a little dress and a cardigan over it. I hav–"
"Melody! Could you shut up?" Mia yelled from outside my door. I rolled my eyes as she pounded against the wood.
"I'm talking to a friend," I yelled back.
"You don't have friends," Mia laughed.
"Obviously I have friends Mia. I'm talking to one right now."
"Yeah, well, some of us have homework!"
"Wow! You do homework?" I feigned shock.
"I swear to God if you don't–"
"Alright! Alright!" I called. "I have to go," I mumbled to Emma.
"She sounds fun," Emma said sympathetically.
"She sounds like she's going to burst a blood vessel one day," I muttered. Emma laughed at that. "See you later."
"See you," Emma replied hanging up. I sighed and flopped back against my pillows.
While I wasn't too excited about the party tonight, I was excited to be away from this house. Mia seemed even meaner these days because her mother was always angry and drunk. Sometimes I saw a glimmer of niceness within her, but she always wiped it all away with her unnecessary cruelty.
My father wasn't coming back until Monday, and I knew that Margot would be too out of it to notice if I went out and stayed out later than usual. Maybe I'd go out and actually have a good time with my friends and boyfriend. Maybe the girls at school would be nice to me for a change. It all seemed too good to be true, but for once I wanted to take that chance.
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