{Melisa}
The backstage area was a mess of nervous energy and rustling papers. Melisa stood near one of the curtains, trying not to fidget too obviously with her notecards.
[Wow. Is this what celebs always felt like? Never thought I'd be in that position myself.] She tried to ignore the way her hands trembled. [Okay, deep breaths. Just gotta convince everyone that nim aren't evil. That's literally all, that's my entire goal.]
Someone cleared their throat nearby, and Melisa looked up to find a blonde girl staring at her like she'd personally insulted her entire family tree.
"So," the girl said, tossing her hair in what was probably meant to be an intimidating way. "Finally decided to grace us with your presence?"
Melisa blinked.
[... Who the fuck is this?]
"Um," she said eloquently. "Do I know you?"
The girl's face went an interesting shade of red.
