He stretched forth his hand to help Emily up, as they had bumped into one another.
"Oh, thank you" Emily gratified while he apologized for his for not looking probably. Emily also confessed that she was equally rushing.
"By the way I am Jesse" he introduced while stretching his hand to her for a handshake.
He had a charming smile and a handsome look too. His structure was a perfect match for any girl.
Emily shook her head out of the description immediately, she returned his handshake.
"Nice to meet you Jesse, I am…
"Where on earth is the makeup artist!" She was interrupted by a thunderous voice that called.
"Oh! I am here!" She yelled in response and ran to duty.
Jesse stared at her as she left. He desired to know her name, but they are no given opportunity for that.
Emily walked quickly into the room. When she entered into the room, she met numerous people there, including Mike, who was sitting as though waiting for her. His fingers repeatedly tapped his cheeks and his eyes kept maneuvering the room.
"What kept you so long?" Mike questioned Emily as soon as she entered.
"I'm sorry Mike, I missed my way" Emily replied with her softest tone, in order to quench down his growing anger. Even though She wasn't at fault, she wanted to be in his records at least.
"Come here quickly, there is work for you" Mike said to Emily.
There were other makeup artists there, each giving makeup to different characters. Emily was taken to a room where an aged lady sat.
She snapped her fingers at Emily. Pulling her attention with its effect.
"Good afternoon mam!" Emily greeted politely on reaching the woman's side.
"What took you so long? I have been waiting for hours" the woman yelled.
"Actually, it's just one minutes past my appointed time" Emily reminded.
"I don't think I'm going to like you?" The woman confessed.
"Me either" Emily made the statement in her mind.
The old-looking woman sat down before the vanity, where a large mirror was before her.
Her skin was wrinkled, revealing how old she was. Her hair was bloated and entirely gray.
"Now, I want you to make me look young again" the woman instructed Emily with a smile of hope.
Emily stood mute, for she was shocked by the woman's demand. She did not know when she began giggling mockingly.
"Was it something I said?" She questioned Emily.
"Forgive me, mam, but you see. I am not a magician that can miraculously make you young again. I can just give you a makeup"
"Who hired you anyway?" The woman began complaining.
"Oh! Do not get my being here wrong. I am supposed to be making up Evan alone. Perhaps he is not on set, yet that is why?
"Ha ha ha, you? Evan? Let's see what you've got? Now make me look beautiful" she commanded while she flattered herself.
Emily wanted to believe that the woman was normal, but her looks only brought the thoughts that she was a psycho.
Emily rolled her eyeballs out of frustration, she desired to work on Evan, not an old witch that was pestering. She took a kit that sat on the table beside them.
Emily wiped the woman's face thoroughly as though she were going to uproot her eyes. She then began applying makeup to the woman's face.
As soon as Emily was done, a lady entered to alert that it was time for the shoot, she didn't leave the room without grading the old woman's look.
Indeed, Mrs. Vanessa was impressed by Emily's hand work, she blew a kiss to Emily while Emily shoved it away.
"Come on! We just met for the first time, and you're keeping malice" the old lady spoke with beams of smiles on her face making her adorable. "So what's your name, angel?" She questioned her artist.
"I'm Hudgens Emily" Emily introduced.
"That's such a lovely name, call me Vanessa, okay?".
"Yes, mam, I mean Vanessa".
"Now let's go out, we have shooting to do" Mrs. Vanessa proposed.
As Emily walked out, she was shocked to see herself in another destination. In a forest, precisely.
"Don't be scared, you have been in a vanity bus all this while" Mrs. Vanessa disclosed to the puzzled Emily.
Emily stepped down from the bus and mingled herself among the other crew. She was lucky enough to locate Tessa, whom she met earlier.
Tessa was one of the most popular crew in the studio haven worked in the studio for two years, she found it easy to make friends with any and everybody.
She was the jovial type, and so it was easy for anyone to be her friend.
"So how did your first day go?" Tessa started the conversation with her question.
"It wasn't as great as I imagined, though I had fun doing my job".
"Don't worry you'll get used to it as time goes on, by the way, who were you given to makeup?".
"Mrs. Vanessa".
"Oh that headache?" Tessa retorted as she scoffed.
"So she's that troublesome to everyone?"
"Of course! She does nothing in the industry, just to make up and watch her child perform live on stage"
"Who is her child?".
"Spot's girl!!!" A thunderous voice yelled at Tessa, which she concord to instantly, leaving Emily to stand alone.
"Hi! A voice greeted Emily, after noticing she was alone.
"I'm Collin" the voice introduced to Emily.
"Nice to meet you Collin, I'm Emily" She introduced. "What work do you do here?" Emily asked, in order to continue the sudden chat.
"I work as an engineer here" he replied.
"Oh! That's great, well, I'm the new makeup artist.
"Great, I hope we hang out well?" Collin teased.
Emily giggled and hoped for the same thing. Every crew members appeared to be friendly to her. Not all were, though.
"Argh!!!" A loud scream came out from the background, alerting the whole crew members to the scene.
It was Mrs. Vanessa, she felt emotional over the performance that was happening on stage and couldn't take it any longer. So she decided to scream.
"I'm okay!" Mrs. Vanessa affirmed as she chuckled her nose. " Oh my! I must have ruined my makeup, Emily!!!" Mrs. Vanessa called out her name.
Emily walked towards Mrs. Vanessa to attend to her.
"Don't continue without me, okay?" Mrs. Vanessa pleaded with the director, as Emily led her away.
"Do you think they'd wait for you?" Emily asked the woman.
"Of course they'd" Mrs. Vanessa spoked with confidence.
"I heard all you do is to watch your child perform on stage, how much do you pay to watch a live performance, that you even makeup as though you are a bride? Emily stormed at the old woman, who stared, puzzled by Emily's statement.
"Are you sure you are here as a makeup artist?" The confused Mrs. Vanessa questioned Emily.
"Of course! I'm here only as a fan of Evan, I abandoned my job just to work as his artist, and here I am making up an old lady with wrinkled skin all over".
"Hey! Don't you dare insult me, I can get you arrested and that would be the end of your dream of meeting with Evan, okay? Now make me look dashing again!".
"Right" Emily whispered, and started the makeup.
For an hour Emily wasn't done with her client, eventually Mrs. Vanessa fell asleep so she took advantage of that.
Crew members kept trooping in begging Emily to be done with her makeup as it was taking the entire time.
Emily had to lock the door at a time due to the disturbance she kept receiving from the crew.
After an hour, Emily made it known that she was done, she patted Mrs. Vanessa hard on her shoulder to wake her up from sleep.
Mrs. Vanessa jerked up from sleep and ran outside to meet with the show.
"Oh no. Emily exclaimed as she closed her eyes tight against each other. "What have I done?" She asked herself.
Emily rushed outside at once as though she were being chased by a lion, but before she could reach the venue, the crew had already surrounded Mrs. Vanessa.
"Here she comes", a young lady spoke, directing her eyes to Emily.
They all had frowns on their faces, ready to devour Emily on her arrival.