I was tired, really tired. I hadn't gotten much sleep last night.
I looked around the room with my tired eyes. The walls were dark, and there wasn't much light on. People were running around me, talking with loud voices. A guy with a head set ran over to me.
"When George says 'Please welcome, Isabelle Raisa' you just run in, and up onto the stage okay?" he asked me as he put my microphone on. I just nodded in response.
He turned slightly away from me and talked loudly with another man with a head set on.
I heard George say out over the audience: "My first guest made her debut with her movie 'Saints from Hell' and album "Brick", please welcome Isabelle Raisa!"
The man from earlier pushed me out, and I walked with quick steps toward the scene as the crowd went wild with screams. I smiled as brightly as I could and winked to every person I saw. I finally came to the scene, gave George a hug and sat down in the white leather chair.
"So Isabelle, your movie 'Saints from Hell' is coming out next weekend!" he said as he sat down himself.
"Yeah, it's going to be great." I smiled.
"How was it to act with your co-star Justin Bieber?"
"Well, it's been very exciting. I've always been such a huge fan of him; it's incredible to finally meet him." I stock to the lie.
"I can imagine that." He laughed. "But I guess you worked out since your making an album together?"
"Yeah, you can say that." I laughed too.
"I think its insane how someone so young can embrace so much at one time! And, you play almost every instrument! What instruments don't you play?" he asked loudly.
"Well, I eh… I play the piano, the drums, the violin, and the bas and guitar." I smiled. He laughed a nervous laugh.
"Oh, and I also know how to play the saxophone!" I grinned as I saw his reaction; he was just sitting there and starring at me.
"And you sing, and act?" he asked finally.
"Yeah, and I also write and dance." I laughed.
"Oh God…" He covered his face with his hands, making the crowd laugh loudly. I laughed with them.
"Well.. Ehm. Let's move on." George looked up with a red face, making the crowd laugh louder.
"You do that." I leaned back in my chair. The crowd laughed again.
"You come from Denmark?" he asked moving on.
"Yeah, I do." I leaned forward with a smile. A few people in the crowd screamed.
"How does a girl from Denmark end up in Hollywood?" he asked.
"Well. She first off takes a plain, and a taxi and-." I started but got interrupted by George.
"No, I mean; how did you get discovered?" he asked me with a laugh.
"Oh," I laughed too. "Well, when I found out what I really wanted to do with my life, I started working really hard, and used almost all my time on instrument classes, and singing classes and stuff. When I then had the talent I just needed to get seen, so I tried Justin's method, I started putting videos on YouTube." I smiled.
"And just like that you got here?" he asked me stunned.
"Well, there was a lot of work from there. Zach, my manager, found me on YouTube and worked his.. Eh, behind off to get me out there."I finished off.
"Oh, and you also grew up with your parents listening to a lot of music, right?"
"Yeah, I grew up listening to a lot Folk music, and Latino and such." I smiled.
"Oh, the girl likes Latino!" he laughed and looked at the audience. They laughed in response.
George turned to the camera and said: "And we will be right back, with Isabelle Raisa!" The crowd started screaming and clapping their hands together. I smiled and stood up with George. One of my songs started playing as we walked off backstage.
"That was great Isabelle!" George turned to me and patted me on my shoulder. "I'll see you back here in five minutes!"
"Okay, I'll see you!" I smiled, and went off toward the backdoor, to get some fresh air.
I sighed when I finally felt the chilly air, and quickly found a bench and sat down finding my cell from my pocket. It was first then that I saw the huge metal fence where at least forty fans had gathered, together with at least twenty papparazies. I sighed and pressed in the number I wanted to call, it rang twice before he took it.
"Hi." He answered with a sugar sweet voice, a smile immediately found place on my face; it was great to hear from him again.
"Hey.." I sighed, and turned so I didn't have to face the fans and paps.
"How's it going?" he asked me.
"It's better than most. I like George, he's sweet enough." I said and looked down at my nails, trying to avoid looking at the many people staring at me.
"Yeah, I can see that." I could clearly hear his smile.
"You watched it?" I asked excited.
"Of course I did. And good job." He joked. I laughed.
"Yeah, thanks." I sighed again.
"Are you tired?" somehow he always knew what was going on. I frowned.
"Yeah, a lot. And it's not helping that there are at least a hundred people standing like 50 meters away from me." I sighed again.
"I wish I was there," he sighed with me.
"Me too.. But you should go, and have fun with your friends!" I had completely forgotten about them at this point.
"Meeh, they won't mind.." I suddenly heard a weird noise, and then Chas's voice came out from my cellphone: "Yeah we do!" his voice fainted out with a laugh together with the other's laughter. I laughed with them.
"Sorry about that…" I heard Justin's voice on the other end, after a couple of cusses and laughter that disappeared.
"No, it's okay. You really should go," I got interrupted by the same man that pushed me out towards the scene ran out of the backdoor and pointed back at the building to me, I nodded to him and stood up as he disappeared.
"Look, I got to go. We're starting again." I said with a sigh.
"Oh, okay." He sighed too. "I'll watch it, see you."
"Okay, bye.. Love you."
"Love you too." I smiled and shut the phone with a heavy sigh, everything was going as planned.