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Backstage, it's a huge fucking mess. We haven't done the soundcheck, we haven't gotten the cue of where we're going to stand, everything's messed up.
The stylist fusses with our hair, using the cool-looking rolly brush to brush our hair into weird positions as we wait for Marise to give us a cue.
My phone buzzes on the table with the mirror as I reach to pick it up, the other boys sitting mindlessly at their tables.
Elle: are you here yet? they're saying everythings being delayed
Beck: Yeah, I'm here, I don't know what's happening they haven't done soundchecks yet.
Elle: LMAO i thought it was your dumbass who didn't show up yet
A dumb smile makes its way onto my face as I type back.
Beck: How are you doing? I'm kinda nervous, it looks scary I'm scared I'll fall off the side of the runway if I'm not careful.
Elle: STOP LMFAO i don't think you'll fall off it's wider than it looks just don't crash into any of the models or i'll kill you and scream at your dead body
Beck: I'll try not to crash into any of the models, I promise. How far's the delay, do you know?
I feel Jax breathing over my shoulder, staring at the texts.
"Why is Eloise threatening to kill you?" he asks confusedly, standing back up behind me.
"'Cause she can," I reply hastily as I try and read Elle's text.
Elle: they said about 20 minutes, but probably more because they delay shit and they haven't put on makeup on me or the rest of the models. the lingerie is so scratchy too.
Beck: Then just take it off and put it on later?
Elle: can't i have to be sort of on standby-ish. they haven't attached the angel wings either.
"Dude, I'm starving my shit off," Lucas whines, looking around the room to look for validation.
"Same."
"Same."
"Same."
Several more "Same's" follow suit. I do them a favour and ask Elle if she had some food.
Beck: Do you have food backstage? Everyone's hungry here.
Elle: Yeah, how many burgers do you want? We have a ton that none of them eat.
I count the room quickly, Marise, Brooks, Lucas, Jax, and Cas.
Beck: 5, thank you very much :)
My stomach growls but I ignore it. I'll just eat after the show to avoid bloating or whatever.
A few minutes later, a knock on the door catches everyone's attention as I run to the door to open it.
