Heading back to fill in a bit of Chapter 3. This is the conversation Leon will have with the stage manager before his next performance. As always, this is just a rough first draft. So continue coming back to see how the story grows!
“LEON! You’re on deck!” Screamed the stage manager who was frantically running around the the green room trying to manage all of the talent. She was a small, petite woman, but had a level of energy that even made Leon jealous.
Leon stood up and made his way over to the far side of the room that faced the stage entrance. There was a velvet roped off area for the talent to wait their turn.
“So, sassy-man, are you going to give us any insight tonight?” The stage manager stood in front of Leon, about a head and a half shorter, and sized him up. Her name was Angela. “Can I get make-up over here!?”
She was yelling. Always yelling.
“I’ve said all I’ve wanted to say” Leon lied.
“You know, I have to feed them questions. It would REALLY help me if you gave me something.” Angela was barely looking at Leon, squeezing him between phone texts, timing checks, and cross room glances. “MAKEUP! Where are you!?”
“If you really want them to ask me something, have them ask me what I do for a living.”
“Really, that’s it? Seems like they should have asked that the first round.”Angela was flipping through her clipboard of papers. “Alright, I’ll write that down.”
Briefly, Angela turned her attention to another contestant, instructing them what they needed to do in the upcoming minutes before they went on stage before turning her attention back to Leon.
“You have 20 minutes and then you go on stage. You got that?” She asked Leon “Do you need anything? Water? Coffee? Vodka?”
“Nah, I’m good.” Leon was paying attention to the contestant who had just gone on stage.
“Ok. You’re all set then” Angela began to walk away. “Oh, and Leon. Please, please, PLEASE try not to say any curse words tonight.”
“Sure thing” Leon chuckled. Angela walked away, barking orders at the next contestant to come after Leon.