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Part 2: Hallie Starz
After spending the rest of the night dressed up as his alter-ego, Serena
Starz, Sora decided to go home. He learned how to remove makeup, changed
back into his regular clothes, and thanked all of the girls and Mr. Ru
for the wonderful first night at his new job. "I'll be back tomorrow
night!" he called out as he opened the door out of the building. "And
don't worry, Mr. Ru! I'll bring in enough "girls" to keep the club
running for years to come!"
Although he wanted to just go home, sleep, and dream about his new
future, Sora saw the lights on at Mel's house and decided to pop by. Huh,
I guess I forgot that Mel was hosting a party every Friday night until
school's out, Sora thought to himself. I guess I'll swing by and brag
about my new job, with some alterations to true details of course.
"Hey, Sora, you made it!" called out Emilio as Sora entered the house.
"We'd thought you were moping around your house complaining about the
fact that you can't find a job!"
"Nope!" Sora answered with a gleam in his eye. "Laugh it up all you want,
Emilio. Because I've got a job now. A good job, not some silly job
bagging groceries. I'm vice president of a club downtown!"
"What?"
"Really?"
"Congratulations!"
"I don't believe it!" Albert said, a little shell-shocked. "How did you
manage to get a job managing hot babes? Did you have to suck the owner's
dick or something?"
"No," Sora replied angrily, not happy with Albert's disbelief. "I saw an
ad on a flyer, stuck out my chest, nailed the interview, and landed the
job. How hard is that to believe?"
"Not really that hard at all," said Lars, stepping in to defuse the
tension between his friends. "It looks like that's the best job I've
heard so far. That $500 prize appears to be yours for the taking, Sora."
"Thanks, Lars," smiled Sora, happy that someone was finally acknowledging
his accomplishment. "Shoot," he said, looking at his watch for the first
time, "My curfew was half-an-hour ago. I gotta run, guys. See ya!"
As Sora went to the door to grab his shoes, Hal walked up to his friend.
"Hey," he said in his quiet voice. "Congratulations on earning that job.
What did you say the name of that club was?"
"It doesn't have a name yet," replied Sora cheerfully as he stepped out
the door. "It's just getting off the ground, so I have to help the owner
with naming it, finding more employees, and doing other odd jobs so that
it can open. Why?"
"No reason," Hal said quickly. "See you later."
Sora woke up the next day and immediately went to the club to start work.
When he arrived, Mr. Ru and Tiffany were already there, discussing plans
for the club. "Hi you two," Sora said in greeting. "What can I do to
help?"
"Well, we were thinking about some names for the club and some structural
designs for the club," replied Mr. Ru. "But before you can help us, you
need to get into costume. First rule of the club: anyone who is working
is in drag."
"Here, I can help you again," offered Tiffany. "But you need to start
practicing on your own a little, too. Let's go!"
Sora walked with Tiffany to the communal room and sat down in front of
the mirror. Sora managed to get his wig on his head without much
difficulty, and learned how to make it blend into his head so that it
looked real. Sora then worked on his makeup, going slowly, one thing at a
time, after watching Tiffany demonstrate on herself. He began by applying
foundation to his face, after being recommended the perfect tone to match
his complexion. Next, he penciled his eyebrows into thin arches. The
hardest part for him was the eyeliner, as it took him quite a while to
get it right, but eventually he did it. Then came some eyeshadow, which
he actually chose and managed to blend some white into a smoky black
perfectly. Finally, after gluing in some long false eyelashes, he
outlined his lips and filled them in with light peach lipstick. "Wow,
Serena, I've never seen anyone take to makeup so quickly, not even
myself!" Tiffany exclaimed in admiration. "I think you could use some
false nail extension too. Let me show you how to use them!"
Thirty minutes later, Serena's look was complete; she had her gorgeous
blond wig, sultry eye shadow, a pouty look to her lips, and long striped
nails. She strutted back out to greet Mr. Ru, who smiled approvingly.
"That look is fantastic!" he called out. "Why don't you try out on-stage
for your first performance?"
Serena complied, climbing the steps onto the stage. She was dressed up in
a full-body leopard print cat-suit with matching heels. Whoa, its a
little hard to maneuver in these 5" heels Tiffany gave me, she thought to
herself. And what is the song going to be? Oh well, its just lip-syncing
anyways.
"I'm getting a real animal feel from you!" called out Tiffany from
backstage. "How about you dance to "She Wolf" by Shakira?"
"Sounds good!" called back Serena, relieved that it was a song she
recognized. "Hit it!"
A few seconds later, the thumping opening beat of the song began pouring
over the speakers, and Serena began to let go of all her inhibitions.She
began jerking her body around in smooth, sexy positions much like she had
seen Shakira do in her music video, thrusting out her fake boobs and
padded ass.
"S.O.S. she's in disguise. S.O.S. she's in disguise. There's a she wolf
in disguise. Coming out, coming out, coming out!"
It was like an animal had taken over her body. Sora never had been a
great dancer, but Serena sure knew how to move! She performed the whole
song nearly perfectly, missing a few lyrics she didn't know, stumbling
once in her heels, but the majority of the performance was smooth and
rhythmic.
"...there's a she wolf in your closet, let it out so it can breathe!"
After two last thrusts of her breasts to match the pants of pleasure at
the conclusion of the song, Serena looked directly out to the crowd where
Mr. Ru and Tiffany were ecstatic. "That was awesome!" Mr. Ru exclaimed as
Tiffany began to wolf-whistle. "You sure you haven't done this before?"
"Nope, first time on-stage ever, let alone in heels!" Serena smiled.
"Well then, I think we know what song you are going to perform on opening
night! My goodness! Obviously, you could use some practice in heels and
it would be better if your remembered all the lyrics, but for a first try
that was fantastic!" Mr. Ru said, practically giggling with excitement.
"Come on down, Serena "She Wolf" Starz!" Tiffany laughed as she hugged
Serena. She offered Serena a seat and the three of them sat down
together. "Now as you catch your breath, we'd like to talk with you about
a little business," Mr. Ru said. "Our goal is to open in the first week
of April, which is about three weeks from now. However, we need to have
at least seven performers by then. So far me have you, Tiffany, Alotta,
Bambi, and Stephanie, meaning we need at least two more, preferably
three, performers by then. How is your search coming along?"
Serena's face of joy suddenly turned more somber. "I haven't had much
luck," she said dejectedly. "I'm still trying to keep Tiffany's and my
job here under wraps, so its kind of awkward to approach anybody about
the subject."
"I see," said Mr. Ru sympathetically. "Well, who knows. Things happen in
a funny way, and I'm sure that this club will grow into something
spectacular."
"Yeah," smiled Serena. "Speaking of which, do we actually have a name for
the club?"
"That's another thing we wanted to talk to you about," interjected
Tiffany. "We've been throwing some ideas around, but nothing has stuck.
If you get any sudden inspiration, let us know."
"Will do," nodded Serena. She suddenly froze, looking at the clock.
"Shoot!" she exclaimed. "I'm supposed to be leaving for a trip in an hour
and I haven't even started packing! I really need to go; do you think I
can get a copy of the "She Wolf" lyrics to memorize over the trip?"
"No problem, honey. I'll have them ready for you after you change."
"Thanks!" she called out as she trotted to the dressing room in her
heels. Serena quickly stripped out of her performance attire, removed all
the makeup and her wig, and rushed out towards the front entrance.
"Thanks for the lyrics!" Sora called out as he pushed his way out the
door. "I'll be back Monday to practice - I don't have school that day!"
Sora spent every free moment on his trip working on memorizing his lines
and practicing walking on his tiptoes to imitate walking in heels. Upon
his return to town, he kept his word and returned to the club Monday
night to practice his routine. He dressed himself up in his leopard skin
bodysuit, put on his makeup and wig, and was about to go on-stage when he
saw that Tiffany was on-stage working with someone - someone new! He
walked over to them to get a better look.
The new girl looked fantastic. She was wearing a goldish-gray spaghetti
strap top that beautifully matching her curly reddish-blond hair. Her
lips were perfectly shaped with a nice dark liner that framed the pink
gloss. Her eyes had long, full lashes that faded into a light layer of
eyeshadow. Serena was especially envious of the wonderful penciling job
she had done with her eyeliner and eyebrows. "Hello, Serena!" Tiffany
exclaimed, noticing that Serena was observing the new girl. "I see you
like her makeup job. Can you believe she did it all on her own?"
Serena's eyes widened. "Really?" she asked incredulously. "You did that
all on your own?"
The new girl blushed and replied softly, "Yes. I've been experimenting
with makeup for a couple years now. This is the first time I've had a
full range of options to work with, though."
"Wow, I'm impressed! I barely make up my face in one look, and you're
telling me you're only limited by how many cosmetics you have around you?
Damn..." Serena shook her head in admiration. Then she looked up,
realizing her rudeness. "Wow, how impolite am I? Making you all
uncomfortable without even introducing myself. I'm Serena Starz, and you
are...?"
"You can call me...Hallie," the new girl said slowly. "I haven't really
thought of a full stage name, but Hallie will do for now."
"Well, now that were all introduced," Tiffany said, clapping her hands
impatiently. "Why don't we get started? Serena, I'm going to finish this
walk-though with Hallie, then you can practice your routine, and we can
all comment on ways to improve. Sounds good?"
Serena and Hallie both nodded their approval, and got to work. Hallie was
working on a performance to the song, "Just Dance" by Lady Gaga. Serena
noticed the fluidity of her movements; while not very suggestive or
sexual like herself, Hallie exuded a sensual, soft vibe that was equally
erotic. She was 'just dancing,' much like the song she was performing to.
"Great work!" Serena cheered as she walked onto the stage at the
conclusion of Hallie's performance. "Thanks," replied Hallie demurely as
she swapped positions with Serena. The two drag queens switched
performances for the next two hours, with Serena slowly growing
accustomed to dancing and heels, while Hallie practiced her emphasis on
graceful femininity. Finally, after feeling extremely comfortable
walking in her heels, Serena decided to call it a day. "That's enough for
me," she said. "My arches are killing me, but at least I got the hang of
strutting around in heels."
"You were great today," Tiffany said positively. "Work on those positions
I was showing you before you come back on Friday. I'm going to work with
Hallie a bit more. See you later!"
Serena waved goodbye and went to her dressing room to put away her
costume and remove her cosmetics. She was so comfortable in heels now
that she almost walked out the back door with them on! Silly me, though
Sora. What would my friends think of me as a drag queen?
Sora was in a good mood for the rest of the week, occasionally
subconsciously mouthing the lyrics to "She Wolf" when he was bored in
class. Emilio gave him some weird looks when they passed by in the hall
once when Sora was wiggling down the whole to the steps of his routine .
"Have you met a girl, Sora? You look a little star-struck," Lars joked
one day at lunch. "You could say that..." smiled Sora in reply "Yes. I
definitely thing I'm Starz-struck..." This earned him another odd look
from Emilio, but after that slight slip up, Sora managed to hide the
source of his giddiness. The only person around that seemed nearly as
happy as Sora was Hal, who was laughing and joking a lot more than he
usually did. "Have a good weekend?" Sora finally asked his friend.
"Yes, yes I did," smiled Hal. "I landed a job downtown this weekend;
nothing to the caliber of your management position, but it is enjoyable."
"Really? Where is it?" asked Sora, intrigued.
"Its, uh, down in Southeast," Hal said, suddenly evasive.
"Is that so? My job is down in Southeast too!" Sora exclaimed. "We could
carpool Friday - I'd drop you off before heading to my work."
"Thanks, but, um...I've got a test to make up that day school," he
stammered quickly.
"How about on the weekends then? I'm working Saturdays and Sunday nights
too."
"Ooooooh, I'm only working in the morning on those days. Thanks, though."
"Sure, no problem," Sora stated, noticing how nervous his friend looked.
"I'll see you later."
The next day was Friday and as soon as the bell rang, Sora bolted to his
car and rushed through traffic to get to the club. He made his face up in
record time, slipped on his fake breasts and catsuit, and prepared to
find Tiffany to show her the new moves he had been practicing. When he
got onto the stage, however, he found that Tiffany was already there,
standing with Alotta, Bambi, Stephanie, and Mr. Ru. "Oh, Serena, you're
here! Perfect!" called out Mr. Ru upon Serena's entrance. "I was willing
to run this group act with four, but five is a perfect number." Serena
slowly clicked over the wood floor towards the group. "What's this
about?" she asked, curious.
"Well, I've had this idea for a massive, five-performer act for the
closing number on opening night," explained Mr. Ru. "I picked the song
"We R Who We R" because has a quick beat and is perfect for a lot of
sexual interaction. You've proven to be quite capable of that, based off
of what I've seen you do last weekend, so I'm glad your here. Alotta Ass
and Stephanie Persephone are excellent backup dancers, Bambi Bigtits has
all the assets to show off, and Tiffany Tease lives up to her name! But
you, my dear Serena, are my little ostentatious, outgoing dancer who is
wild and crazy. For someone who just entered the world of drag just over
a week ago, you move like a seasoned expert! So I will have you as a solo
performer, along with Bambi and Tiffany. You okay with that, Miss Serena
"Ostentatious" Starz?"
Serena thought about it, reflecting upon all of the quick changes that
had happened in her life, or rather, in Sora's life. A week ago, there
had been no Serena: there was only Sora, who had never even thought about
makeup, or walking in heels, or exaggerating his feminine features. But
Serena had slowly wiggled her way into Sora's thoughts, into his actions,
even into his own personality. It was at that moment that Serena realized
that Sora was okay with these changes; he enjoyed being this special
person who could attract attention to herself with makeup, clothes, and
suggestive poses, even if it meant having an alter-ego. "Yeah, I'm okay
with that," Serena smiled, knowing that she was okay with being the
"Ostentatious Star" of the drag club.
"Excellent," Mr. Ru clapped his hands. "Then lets get started."
The session was difficult, but Serena was getting the steps slowly but
surely. She especially liked the one solo session she got, where she got
to freestyle and show her acceptance of her new role in the club. They
were still going an hour and a half later when the door to the club
opened. Serena looked up in the middle of the dance and was shocked to
see who it was. It was Hal! Dumbfounded, Serena continued to dance as she
watched her best friend from school stroll nonchalantly into the communal
room. She only turned her head back around when Tiffany barked at her,
"Serena! Move your ass up front! That was your cue!" With no time to
process what was going on, Serena completed the song, but before she
could go backstage to see what Hal was doing, Mr. Ru ordered that they
continue practicing until they got the dance completely right. It took
three more attempts, at total of about five minutes, but eventually they
stopped, at which point Serena hurried into the communal room.
When she got there, the room was empty, save for one person: Hallie, who
was just finishing putting on her makeup. That's weird, thought Serena. I
could have sworn that I saw Hal dart into this room... And then the truth
hit her like a ton of bricks. "Hal?" she asked, holding her head in
disbelief. "You're Hallie?!?!?"
Hallie turned around, her beautifully made-up face looking stunned. "How
do you know my real name?" she asked, shocked that this drag queen she
had met only once before knew her name.
"Because I'm not Serena, I'm Sora!"
It was Hallie's turn to be incredulous. "Sora? That's you behind all that
makeup?"
"Yup." The two girls, who were really guys, stood facing each other, not
knowing what to say. Then, Hal began to smile, Sora began to chuckle, and
pretty soon the two of them were rolling with mutual laughter.
"I...hahahahah...can't believe that you...hahahaha...were actually bold
enough to dance...haha... on a stage!" laughed Sora.
"And I...heeheehee...can't believe you...heehee...like dressing and
acting like a slutty woman...heeheeheehee!" Hal giggled.
The two of them eventually regained their composure and began talking.
"So how did you get a job here?" Sora asked, curious. "Well," Hal
started, taking a deep breath. "You see, I always knew I was different. I
was naturally quieter than everyone in our group, I tended to shy away
from most of the things the other guys were interested in, stuff like
that. When I was about 13 I realized that I was gay. It was relatively
easy for me to hide it; I just ended up looking even shyer than before
when I would look away when a guy I thought I was cute looked at me. But
I had always secretly admired the beauty of the woman, so about three
years ago I began experimenting with makeup. This year, after our little
bet on who could get a job, I realized that I wanted to be a drag queen!
So when I saw a flier left near our house the night after the party at
Mel's house looking for drag queens, I decided to go for it, and here I
am."
"Yeah, that was probably my flier that I dropped," Sora said,
embarrassed. "That job I told you about at Mel's house, about getting the
vice presidency at a club downtown? Well, you're sitting in the club!"
"Really?" Hal asked, amused. "Well, I guess it wasn't a lie. But how did
you end up dipping into drag? I never pegged you as the type."
"Well, the problem was that initially, Mr. Ru didn't have enough
performers to open the club. He said that the only way it would work was
if I dress up as Serena and get two other guys down here to work for the
club as well. Tiffany dressed me up the first time, and I fell in love
with my new persona! So here I am, Serena Starz, performing for the
club!"
"Wow" was all Hal could say, surprised by this revelation. They sat there
silently for a minute, pondering this strange turn of events. Finally,
Sora broke the silence.
"Hey Hal?"
"Yeah?"
"I was thinking. You don't have a stage name, right? How about you adopt
my stage name, Starz? We were once a part of the Seven Stars, right? Now
we can be two of the Starz: Hallie and Serena Starz."
Hal thought about it for a minute. "You know, I think I like that idea.
Thanks, Serena!"
The two friends then hugged, not as Sora and Hal, but as Serena and
Hallie Starz. "We were, or we are, best friends as guys," Hallie
whispered into Serena's ear as tears of joy ran down her face. "Now we
can be best friends as drag queens, sharing our lives as secret Starz."
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