Jay Cee El

Fifty Two // Week Six - British Takeover

[rewritten]

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Julie's P.O.V

"I hope you guys all love the performance tonight. We've worked hard these past few days, I really hope you like it." Liz said, blowing a kiss towards the camera. I laughed and ended the video before posting it on the Jay Cee El Instagram.

"The fans are going to like that." I said before scrunching up my nose. "Can we call them that? Fans?" I asked my blonde haired friend.

She shrugged. "Natalie and I were talking and I told her that I see them more like friends and not as fans, so..." She trailed off.

"Good point." I said.

"Julie, can you please come and sit down. We need to do your makeup." Ben said. I sighed and slide my phone into the black pocket of my jeans. I was already dressed up for tonight's show. I was dressed in a pair of red jeans and a pink and black top. If I do say so myself, my outfit for tonight's show was on point.

Though we have to change again, being that we were singing two songs tonight. I was more excited for the second song. We've sung slower songs for what seems like forever, when in reality it was only three shows. Tonight's first song is another slow song, cue the eye rolls, but our second song was one of my favorites of Def Leppard's. Plus my outfit for later is much better than this one.

I sat down in the chair and leaned back, letting Ben get to work. He started curling my hair, just curling the tips. Gale was in the corner of the room, starting Liz on her vocal exercises that have become a tradition in the Jay Cee El dressing room- just like the disgusting drinks that he makes us drink in order to 'help our vocal range and perform better'. I don't need no stinkin' drink to help me sing better, I sing good enough already.

"Hey girls," Caitlin asked in the silence, "I need your advice."

"Okay... tell us." I said, closing my eyes when Ben started to do my eye makeup.

"Alright, well, on mine and Marty's date last night, remember how we met Michelle? Well, he seemed really bothered by it. He acted like... he acted like it was weird and that she wasn't important. It was weird but I can't help but think he might feel that way about me. I'm supposed to tell him if I want to be his girlfriend or not after the show tonight and well, I'm not sure. What do you think?" Caitlin said.

"Uh..." Liz began, "Well, he's probably not used to it. Marty probably thinks that that was weird and it had ruined your date. I don't think that it's a reason to not date him, because he isn't familiar with being a celebrity- I mean, neither are we but we are still open minded to it. Maybe he's just a little slow with it. I think that you should just take it slow with him and see what happens." Liz rambled.

"Yeah, Liz is right. He's adjusting. It's weird and confusing. I think it's kinda strange that people will ask for a picture even though we are hardly famous. But just be careful and take it slow, like Liz said." I told her.

"Right, yeah. I really like him and I think I want to give him a chance." Caitlin said. I didn't know where she was because I couldn't see, but I knew that she was smiling.

I heard Liz speak before I had the chance to. "Then you should, you never know what's going to happen. It could be great, Cait, you just gotta go for it."

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The dark stage was our cue to walk out onto the stage. Nerves for this performance began to sweep through my stomach as the seconds ticked by. This song had the most vocal ranges for the girls and I, Leona Lewis was an absolute Goddess in the music world, we also had an interesting dance routine. The theme to it was that we wanted to be with a man, but we were being held back. The girls and I all have a partner in the song, and we've been rehearsing this for the past few days. It was easy enough, but I was still nervous.