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Sarah Carerra Book 3 - Concerto in A-
By Megan Campbell
(Released: September 3, 2012)
Chapter 24 - Show and Tell
I received another shock Wednesday morning when it was announced that
Starlight Cosmetics would have a booth set up outside the cafeteria at
lunch. They were looking for the girls who would join me at tomorrow's
Starshine meeting. I had no idea that they were going to hold a contest at
my school, and I started to worry about who they would select. I did not
want any of the students who had been mean to me to make it backstage, but
now there was a chance that anyone could be selected. I was not happy.
A booth had been set up at lunch, and the large crowd of teenage girls
surrounding it told me that it was a good marketing opportunity for the
company. But I knew I had to question who would be invited to attend. Most
of the girls who were in line for their chance to sign up were the girls
that were least likely to need the makeup help. Only a few of the girls I
could see were the ones I would have invited myself.
I sighed, and continued into the cafeteria. I wasn't sure what I should do.
I worried throughout lunch. My friends didn't help either, because they were
still mad at me. Even though they weren't yelling any more there was still
too much tension in the air for my liking.
After I finished eating I decided to return to the booth. The group of girls
surrounding it was still as large as it was earlier, and it still looked
like most of them were cheerleaders or part of the popular crowd. I knew I
wasn't going to like the result.
I walked toward the front of the booth and then around the back to where two
young women in their early twenties were interviewing girls for the chance
to participate in the Starshine meeting. It looked like they were in charge
of selecting ten girls from the many who had applied. I stepped between them
and picked up a piece of paper that had the finalists listed on it. It was
as I feared - I did not like what I saw.
"Can I help you?" one of the women asked. She did not look happy about what
I was doing.
"I thought the Starshine meeting was to help instruct girls and show them
how to bring out their inner beauty," I said. "This is a list of girls who
are well-versed in makeup techniques and who are very popular. This is not a
list Sarah would approve of."
"That is none of your concern!" the woman shot back and tore the paper out
of my hand. "You are not allowed back here! Please leave!"
"On the contrary," I told her, smiling. "My name is Megan Campbell. I am
Sarah's personal assistant and I am in charge of all student activities
associated with the concert. I may not have a say in whom you select for the
Starshine meeting, but I will tell you now that Sarah will be upset with the
two of you if this is the list you submit."
The woman's look changed from anger to apprehension at my words. It seemed
like she was debating whether I was telling her the truth or not.
"Stay out of this, Megan!" someone screamed, and I turned to see Amber
Hartfield nearby. "You've already made sure that only your friends are
coming to the backstage party. The rest of us deserve a chance to meet Sarah
too!"
"I'm sorry, Amber," I said calmly. "But you are wrong. My job is to make
sure that Sarah gets to meet with the type of people she admires. I have met
every single attendee of the previous Starshine meetings, and this list does
not match the type of people who are normally invited."
I turned and handed the paper back to the woman. "Think about it," I told
her.
Then I walked away.
---
I woke up Thursday morning more anxious than I'd ever been on a concert day
before. Half of that feeling came from the knowledge that I would get to
perform for the first time in two weeks. But the other half came from
knowing that it would be in front of all of my classmates. Many of them had
been hostile to me throughout the school year. I hadn't had any problems at
school for a while now, but I knew that they might not be over. Sometimes I
wondered if they even deserved a concert.
But there was no way that I was going to cancel it. I could already feel the
tingle of the rush just thinking about performing. I couldn't wait until I
finally got to take the stage.
Getting ready for this day was different than usual. Normally it was
straight into Sarah's clothes and a wig before I left the house, but I still
needed to make an appearance as Megan today, and I found myself putting on
some of my regular school clothes, eating breakfast, and then meeting my
friends outside for the trip to the school.
Instead of driving them myself, however, I led them over to Sarah's tour bus
that was parked out front. I smiled at Eddie as I climbed onto the bus. I
was carrying not only Sparkle, but my backpack as well. It was definitely a
unique experience!
The trip took longer than normal, since it was harder for the bus to
navigate the streets, but it wasn't long before we were pulling into one of
the parking lots at the school. An area had already been cordoned off for my
bus and the many other vehicles involved in putting on one of my shows.
Eddie pulled the bus into a spot that was close to where I could get
backstage in the auditorium easily but that was still very visible to
everyone driving by the school. Immediately a crowd started to form as the
students saw the bus and wanted a chance to meet Sarah.
"This is going to be a long day," I told my friends, causing them to laugh.
"Maybe," Emily replied. "But you know you love it."
I promptly laughed as I nodded vigorously. Then we grabbed our book bags and
headed for the front of the bus. The tension between my friends and me had
abated somewhat. I knew they were still unhappy about my quitting Chorus,
but at least they were laughing with me.
"Don't let anyone on," I told Eddie, and he nodded back before opening the
door. A cheer erupted, but it died down quickly when my friends and I
emerged instead of Sarah. I was happy to find Mason and Cole waiting for us
outside.
"Hi guys," I told them, as they smiled in response. They were already
playing the part of the silent bodyguards, and the smile was their only
concession to that facade.
"We'll watch the bus until you return," Mason whispered to me. "It seems
weird to let you wander around alone."
I laughed but smiled back at him. Cole and Mason had been the best security
guards I could ask for, and I could see that they had extra men on duty
today. Apparently they were worried about the trouble that a group of high
school students could cause.
I turned toward the large group of students and teachers who were hoping for
the chance to meet Sarah. I was going to disappoint them.
"Sarah's not on the bus!" I yelled loudly so they could hear me. "She won't
be here for another hour or two, so you can all go to class!"
There was a large groan from the crowd, but when the door to the bus closed
behind me most of the students turned and headed toward the school. Some of
them looked like they were going to linger around for her, but the teachers
who had been among the crowd made sure they were herded toward their
classes.
I bid goodbye to Austin and my friends and then turned toward the door to
the auditorium. Principal Hall had given me permission to come and go from
my classes as I pleased. His only request was that I tried to learn
something today. The pass allowed me to show that Megan was still at the
school, and it gave me the ability to do what I needed to do to prepare
throughout the day. I hoped that it would help to keep my secret intact
throughout the day. Never had I been as vulnerable as I would be today. If I
could get through this concert without anyone finding out what my real
relation to Sarah was, then I could get through anything.
Stepping into the auditorium was a surreal experience. I had been in this
room many times over the years I'd been attending the school. But it had
never been decorated for one of my concerts. It was almost unrecognizable.
The huge screen that was always behind me on stage had already been set up
and the crews were working to finish the rest of the preparations. My band
was also setting up their instruments for our sound check, and I walked over
to them.
"Hi, Megan," Jason greeted me as I approached.
"Hi, guys," I replied and watched them continue for a moment. "Are the girls
here yet?"
"No," Stacy replied. "But they'll be here shortly."
"Okay," I replied, wishing there was something I could do to help. I knew
that I should go to class, but I didn't want to leave the preparations. "I
guess I'll see you guys later then. I better go to class."
Jason burst into laughter for a moment, which got everyone else chuckling at
his reaction.
"You're going to classes today?" he asked, not believing what I had said.
"Unfortunately," I replied with a frown that only made him laugh again.
"Both my dad and my principal want me to try to learn something today. I'd
much rather be here though."
"Well, we'll be waiting for your return," Stacy said with a smile while he
continued to move his drums into the proper positions. Enjoy your classes."
"Yeah, right," I replied with another chuckle. But I managed to pull myself
away from them and head toward class.
---
A loud alarm caused my second period teacher to stop mid-lecture. He glared
at me as I scrambled for my bag to silence the racket coming from my phone.
As I silenced it, I noticed that it was already 9:30, and I only had 15
minutes until the sound check, and I still needed to run back to the bus to
change.
"Sorry!" I offered while shoving the phone back into my bag along with my
books before standing up.
"And where do you think you are going, Ms. Campbell?" he asked.
"Sound check!" I shot back and ran out the door.
---
I collapsed on the bed in my bus an hour later. The sound check had gone
well and normally I would have been getting ready to go to P.E., but there
was no way I was going to go work out before I took the stage this
afternoon. I would expend ten times as much energy during the concert
anyway. Instead, I now had a nice, private, study hall in my home on wheels.
It would give me enough time to relax before I'd have to deal with all the
girls at the Starshine meeting, which was being held over lunch.
Unfortunately, as I glanced out the window, I noticed that there was a group
of students gathering outside the bus. I recognized some of them as
freshmen, but I didn't know them personally. They took a seat on the other
side of the temporary fence that had been erected between the bus and them,
but they left me feeling uneasy.
I felt a bit guilty as I watched TV while all of my friends were inside the
school in class. But I also reveled in the power Sarah gave me. I knew that
I had already banked enough money that I could live comfortably for years
without working. I knew that I could drop out of school if I wanted to. But
that just didn't feel like the right answer to me, and there was no way my
parents would agree to it. Besides, I wanted the education. I wanted the
chance to learn, even if I hated doing it sometimes. I still wanted to go to
college, even though the opportunity seemed harder and harder to imagine
with the demands that Sarah put on my life.
A knock on the open door to my bedroom pulled my attention away from the
show I had been watching. I found Amy there smiling at me.
"Ditching classes, huh?" she teased.
"Just P.E.," I replied. "I figured I would get enough of a workout this
afternoon."
She chuckled, but nodded her head. "The Starshine meeting should be starting
in about 10 minutes," she told me. "I just wanted to let you know so you
could get ready."
"Thank you," I said. She nodded once more and then headed back toward the
front of the bus. I turned off the TV and climbed off the bed, looking into
the mirror on the back of the bathroom door to make sure the wig was still
straight. Stephanie had applied my makeup before the sound check, and it
still looked like it was in good condition.
I sighed while looking out the window. The small group of students was still
there, but it had grown since the lunch break had started. There was quite a
crowd eating lunch out there now, hoping for a glimpse of Sarah, not knowing
that she walked around their school every day without anyone ever noticing.
I picked up Sparkle's case and made my way toward the front of the bus. I
found Amy sitting on the couch waiting for me.
"Ready to go?" she asked. I nodded, and she took Sparkle from me so that it
wouldn't be damaged in the rush of bodies that always occurred when I
entered the Observatory. Then we stepped off the bus.
A roar went up among the crowd of my schoolmates. They were cheering and
many of them were running toward the fence to get closer to me. I waved
back, and then I followed Cole and Mason as they led me in the opposite
direction. Turning a corner I found the outdoor tent we used to hold The
Observatory set up on a patch of grass near the school. There were many
security people wandering around, more than I had ever seen Cole and Mason
bring in. But when I saw all the students wandering around I started to
understand why. We didn't have a "real" backstage area here, and they were
keeping the students away from where they shouldn't be. The temporary fence
that had been set up extended all of the way to the entrance of the tent,
but it didn't surround it.
I continued to wave at the students and teachers, but I kept walking as I
was led over to the entrance. I was thankful to finally step inside, where I
was rushed by the girls who had been invited to the party. I was mildly
surprised, but pleased, to see that the group of girls was not the same
group who had been on the list I'd seen yesterday. Instead the fans who were
awaiting me were very similar to the girls I had hoped would be on the list.
There were a couple of cheerleaders, but the rest of them looked like they
could use a little help with their makeup. Stephanie would be able to work
wonders with them. But best of all, Amber was not among them.
I made sure that each of the ten girls received a hug before we started. I
recognized many of them but I didn't know any of them personally. Even the
two cheerleaders appeared to be on the freshman squad, which meant they
weren't the ones who had been mean to me.
"Hi everyone!" I greeted them once the excitement started to die down. "I'm
Sarah, and I'm glad that you could all join me today. We don't have a lot of
time before lunch is over, but we have food for everyone." I looked over at
the small buffet that the catering company had left. There was a very
enticing aroma in the air that was reminding me that I was hungry.
Then I turned my attention back to the girls. "Stephanie and I," I said
while gesturing to my makeup artist, "will be coming around to spend some
time with each of you. Stephanie will show you how to use some of the
wonderful products that Starshine makes, and I look forward to getting to
know each of you. Is that okay?" There was enthusiastic agreement at my
words. "Alright then, get some food and we'll get started."
I wished I could join the girls at the food table, but I knew that I
wouldn't be able to eat and spend quality time with them at the same time.
Instead I knew that I'd get to eat once they went back to class. It was a
small price to pay to see the smiles and excitement that they showered upon
me over the remainder of the lunch period. The addition of food and the
shortened time schedule to fit it into the lunch period made the meeting a
bit more difficult. We didn't have time to compose a song together like I
usually did with those attending the Starshine meeting, but I made sure that
we still took a picture and we did have a lot of fun together.
When the bell rang indicating the end of lunch there was a groan from all of
the girls, but they started to pack up all of the loot they had received
from the makeup company, and they prepared to return to their classes. I was
sad to see them go, but I made sure to hug each girl again as each one
exited the tent. Every single one of the girls who had been invited had
turned out to be an amazing young woman. I would call any of them a friend
under other circumstances. It was going to be hard to walk down the halls as
Megan and pretend I had never met them.
But those thoughts were quickly replaced when the last girl left the tent
and Amy, Stephanie, and I all turned our attention to the remaining food.
There was still going to be a lot of excitement before the school day was
over, but for now I was content to eat some lunch with my friends.
---
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