![]() “Enough of your excuses.” she said, looking frantically behind her to make sure nobody was seeing her. “Bus? You took public transit? You should have taken a cab. “As I was saying,” said Karen, talking louder “there was an accident and the bus was stuck in traf…” ![]() You’ll never have time to put on that suit in half an hour. Lynda looked at Karen, dressed in a T-shirt, torn stretch jeans and sneakers, and grinned. She ran the bell of the service door and she was greeted by her aunt, standing on incredibly thin high heel shoes, a gold lame dress and extremely exaggerated makeup, really pissed off. However, it was 9:30 when she finally got to aunt Lynda’s house, a huge 3-storey mansion, a guest house and another house for the servants. ![]() The next morning, she boarded the public transit bus and headed for aunt Lynda’s house. It might be done in a couple of minutes, or a couple of hours, and if Lynda ordered it custom made, it was more to the hours side. She figured she should be there by 8:30, not knowing what the suit looked like and how long it might take to put it on. As always.” said Karen, putting the phone down. I don’t want my little Angel to see you and figure out that you’re the mermaid.” she said, hanging up. You should know when to come in to be ready by 10. She was by no mean chubby, but her aunt was flat chested and had no hips or butt, so, anyone with more curves than her was chubby. It’s stretchy, so I’m sure your chubby body will fit in it.” “A rental suit? For my little Angel? Hell no! I had one made to measure for that egoist bitch of an actress. “No, I would have to rent one, so that would add up to…” “Do… do I have to provide the costume?” asked Karen, bracing for the impact of the answer. And more, there might be some hot-shot producer at that party. She wanted to say no, to send her to hell, but, in her financial status, fifty bucks was a lot more than zero, it was only for a couple of hours. “It’s not that hard of a job, all you have to do is put on that stupid costume and swim around. ![]() “Well, it’s…” began to answer Karen, but she was quickly cut-off by her aunt. So, anyways, will you fill up the spot for her? I’ll pay you whatever they pay an… actress… like you. My little Angel is alive, and she deserves her mermaid. “Well, that’s understandable for her to cancel.” said Karen. I hired, you know, a professional actor to play it, but she just called to cancel, because of some lame excuse, like, her father died or something.” It’s my little Angel’s birthday tomorrow, and she wanted a mermaid. “I’m sorry, aunt Lynda, I was… in the shower.” she lied. “Wow, you did take your time to answer, from someone who doesn’t work.” she said, from her high pitch, annoying, snobby voice, without a hello, a how are you, or anything. “Hello aunt Lynda.” she said, trying to sound as friendly as possible, although she hated that posh, self entitled, bitch. She let it ring, wondering if she should let it go to the voicemail. Smiling, expecting, hoping, she picked it up, only to sigh at the caller ID. She was watching TV, in her pajamas, although it was close to mid day, when the phone rang. She had a few non-paying jobs, mainly as an extra, a bystander, way at the back, barely noticeable, even on the big screen, but she knew she had what it takes.Īfter all, her acting skills were praised in all the school plays! In fact, she was looking for her first paying job.
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