"CUT IT, KUH-LAIRE! Act cool, for Ralph's sake!!" Alicia just had had enough of Claire's squealing.
"Sorry..." Claire said, ashamed. It was time for my intervention. I turned around, leaving Jay's arm for a moment and looked at the girls.
"Come on guys, calm down. Let's just walk this carpet like we walk the halls of OCD High School, k?"
"OK!" They all answered together.
Finally.
This moment had come. I was going to walk the red carpet, looking simply per-fect, with the HAWTest boy ever, and my girls right behind me.
I was surrounded by movie stars, camera flashes and that beautiful background noise of working people, momentary conversations and too many compliments, always present at an event like this.
Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, could go wrong!
Or so I though...
We were on the red carpet, and god did my heels feel good stepping on that velvety mat.
I could hear the girl's excitement right behind me. They were giggling, laughing, smiling and... screaming?
All of a sudden my perfect moment was ruined by a shrill sound coming from behind my shoulder. I looked back to see what had happened, and what I saw was a completely distorted scene.
Claire was bending over in a weird position, and it looked like she was about to burst into tears. Dylan and Kristen were holding each of her tiny arms, trying to get her to stand back up. And Alicia was slowly moving away, as if she was pretending not to know who they were.
"Wait Jay! Something happened." He stopped and let go of my arm, looking back at me while I made my way to the odd scene.
"What is going on??" I saw Alicia, out the corner of my eye, sneak closer to us again.
"I... I...Break...Dead... OM...G..." Claire said, while sobbing like a baby.
"WHAT?" At that point, I was really getting annoyed! My moment had been ruined, and now I wasn't even being able to understand why!
"She broke her heel, her new shoes were super expensive, her mom is going to kill her, OMG. Now can we get her out of here?" Kristen spoke with urgency, probably because 1. we looked ridiculous and 2. Claire really was upset, and the last thing she needed was public.
"Fine, let's just go in." I said, with a flat tone. Way to kill a party!
A went back to Jay and explained him what had happened while we were walking into the venue, fast passing, trying to avoid all the cameras around us.
Unfortunately...
We were inside, finally.
"Ok, so I guess we should go find a bathroom and try to solve this, somehow?" Kris said.
"How?? It's not like a have a pack of 'glue everything' glue with me in my clutch!" Dylan snapped, gesturing so much, she it a passing by woman in a Dior sparkly dress.
"Hey, watch out crazy girl! God, do you have to be so fat?? Of course you'd go around hitting people, with all of that weight!!" She said, in a angry and snobby tone, before clicking her too high heels away from us.
"Eh.Ma.Gawd!! She just called me fat!! FAT!!!!! EH.MA.GAWD!!!"
"Chill, Dyl! She's so not someone to listen to!" I said, trying to avoid the usual drama that I just knew was coming next.
"Ehmagawd, she is right isn't she? Did I gain weight again!! This is baaaad!!" She pressed herself against the wall and slid down till she was sitting on the ground.
"Oh puh-lease Dylan! You look ah-mazing, as always! Get out of that stinky floor!" Alicia held out her hand for Dylan, but when she tried to pull her up, her thin heels started shaking and she feel to the side, right on top of her right ankle.
"Oh My GAWD!!! Alicia I'm so sorry!! See, I'm so fat you couldn't even lift me up!!" Dyl jumped to her feet to help Alicia, while tears started to fall down her cheeks.
"Shut up silly, I just slipp AUCH!" She let go of Dylan's hand and sat back down holding her ankle.
"Are you ok??" Kris to the rescue.
"I think I hurt my ankle! Oh no no no, nooo no no no no!! I finally became the leader of the dance crew, and we have a show in two days!! This CAN'T be happening!" It was a rare thing to see Alicia's face carry that much worry. Which meant, it was bad...
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I know guys... I know!
And the worst part is... It isn't over...!!
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- M.B.
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