Life of Young Starlets

Episode 17
Scene 1: Afforngrid High School Hall
Brad and Eddie were waiting for Courtney and Sky to arrive at school and meet up with them at the school hall. While waiting patiently, they chatted away, not realizing that Heather was just sitting on one of the benches that were blocked by the big, huge stage. "That Wayne dude was actually really good yesterday. I mean, he could drum as fast as Heather. I timed his beats. Seriously wicked!" Eddie protested. "True! But Heather is still wayy better", said Brad who was looking away, not wanting to catch Eddie's stare. He blinked when Eddie's arm went on his shoulder. "I know you miss her dude, but face it! She will never agree on coming back into our band and now, we already have Wayne. He's great! Even-" Eddie stopped for a second then continued, raising his eyebrows dramatically and continued, "Even if he looks dorky and such but we will be fine... On the bright side, at least Heather is still our friend. She doesn't hate us, we don't hate her. I think that's all we need", Eddie tried to convince Brad and those words actually worked. Brad flashed a smile and nodded, understood. Heather couldn't stop over-hearing the boys conversations. She stared into the blank space, not really thinking about anything. She stared at a blank space and even her mind was blank that time. Then, she went back to reality. They cared about me but i still won't join the band back. No way! Plus now, they found a replacement for me. Dorky Wayne,huh? She thought to herself. Then, with a flash, she stood up and walked off to her classroom slowly, enjoying the morning breeze. The breeze actually made her day-dream again but this time, she made it into her classroom without banging into anyone or anything.
Scene 2: Brad's house(band practice)
Today was Wayne's first band practice and he was nervous, of course. He walked to Brad's house extra early as he doesn't want to be late on his first day of band practice. He really wants to be in the Punk Killa band. He had heard them play in a bar once and he thought they were awesome. Though, he doesn't know who the drummer was and he thought it was guy. Even 'till now, he still thinks the drummer that backed out of the band was a guy. No one could blame him. Heather was usually at the background, all dark and hidden. She drummed great in the band but most people couldn't see her face. He arrived on time on his first day. Brad, Eddie, Sky and Courtney were already there, practising individually. "Oh! Hey, Wayne! Dude! You're on time man! Like, seriously on time!" Sky told. "Well, thanks?" Wayne made it sounded like a question. "Are you ready to start? Here's the song", Eddie handed the copy of the song over to Wayne. Like Heather,Wayne happens to be a professional drummer too. He used to be in a band once when he was 12 but quit just a year after. He'd learned to play drum since he was 8. So, he had no problem at all reading the song without any explanations. They practiced for few minutes and took a 5 minutes break. Brad and Eddie went out of the garage to get drinks and snacks for everyone. Wayne sat down on one of the bean bags. Courtney was sitting next to Sky, who was sitting between Courtney and Wayne. While Sky was chatting away with Wayne, Courtney glared at Wayne with full of hatred. What a dork! Big glasses? Seriously? Doesn't he know that he is in a band that has few rock songs and a band that want to succeed? Ughh!! I don't get how the guys could actually agree on him being in our band. He doesn't suit in Punk Killa at all! What a dork! Courtney thought to herself, sighing heavily. She kept on glaring at the so-called dork. Wayne noticed that she'd been doing that for quite awhile so, he spoke,"Is there something wrong?" he asked, staring back at Courtney. Courtney is pretty but she is scary too... And maybe a little harsh. Wayne thought while waiting for Courtney's answer which seem to be taking forever. Courtney answered finally, "Everthing!" Courtney answered short, giving Wayne a side-long look. Wayne blinked innocently and looked away. "Will you excuse us for a second?" Sky gave guilty chuckles and pulled Courtney's arm hard. He made Courtney walked with him outside the garage. "What is the matter with you?!?!" Sky asked, frowning. His eyes stared straight into Courtney's. Courtney struggled to be let go but Sky wouldn't let that happen and she knows that. So, she gave up and stopped struggling and answered, "Why did you guys agreed to accept him, huh? He doesn't suit our band! Haven't you see those huge, big, fat glasses? We are Punk Killas! He doesnt't suit!" Courtney told again. "Looks don't matter, Court! It's his talents that matter. Will you just try to be nice to him? Don't make him feel bad and we couldn't afford on losing another drummer", Sky told, going easy on Courtney's arm. Courtney pulled her arm away from Sky's grip. "No way I'm going to be nice to him!" she said and walked off, without feeling bad about what she just said. Sky's frowned went even lower now.
Scene 3: 66 Avenue Street and The City Mall
My second day of band practice... How great! Wayne thought to himself while walking to Brad's house. Heather and Annelle were both hiding behind a huge tree next to Brad's house. They saw a guy with big glasses and jeans with normal T-shirt walking towards Brad's house. That must, surely be Dorky Wayne! Heather thought to herself and walked out of her hiding place and ran to Wayne. Her mission was actually to see who was this Dorky Wayne that the guys were talking about yesterday. Well, she brought Annelle into stalking Wayne as well. "Stop right there!" Heather walked in front of Wayne with her right palm up, right in front of Wayne's nose. The palm and the nose were only few centimetres far. "Heather! We are only greeting him, not scaring him to death!You made us sound like a cop!" Annelle told, catching up with Heather. "What do you guys want?" Wayne asked, crossed eyes as he was staring at Heather's plam like it was a gun or something. Heather didn't move one inch. She stood there staring seriously at Wayne with her palm still up. "I ask again, what do you guys want? Do I even know you two?" he asked. Annelle studied Wayne properly this time... Yup! Dorky looking, alrite! Big glasses and hair that sticks up and look like they haven't been washed for months! But a drummer, impressive! She thought to herself. "He is dorky!" Annelle whispered to Heather. "I heard that!" Wayne said, annoyed. Annelle was startled by that remarks as she didn't expect him to hear her and quickly said,"Sorry!" she gave a guilty smile and looked away from Wayne. "Guys! I'm late for practice, here! So if you two don't mind, I'm off!" he tried to escape but Heather didn't let that happen. She pulled his hand, still with serious, straight face. Wayne looked at Heather and couldn't stop saying to himself, Man, she's scary! "What do you want?" Wayne raised his voice. He was angry how Heather won't even move her pink lips to say something quick. "You're Wayne, aren't you?" Heather asked. Wayne blinked rapidly. She speaks! He said to himself and answered Heather, "Yeah! How did you know my name?" Wayne pulled his hand away from Heather's warm palm. "Well, I have my sources", Heather told. "Heath! We are not a spy either!" Annelle, who thought Heather was acting soo weird,said. Heather ignored Annelle and said to Wayne, " So, I guess you are the Dorky Wayne they were talking about. You got my place, didn't you?" Wayne frowned, not understanding anything Heather was talking about. "Huh? What place?" he asked, confused. "Man! Is your brain working today? Sheesh! I'm Heather! The ex-drummer from the band... Punk Killa!" Heather told, impatient. Patients aren't Heather's thing. Heather and Annelle were surprised when Dorky Wayne laughed. "What's so funny?" Heather asked, looking serious again. "What's funny is the fact that you actually said you're the ex-drummer in Punk Killa! Funny!" Wayne told, still laughing. "Gosh! My stomach hurts", he said when he finally stopped. "It's true,you jag-ass!" Heather said, rudely. She doesn't do well on the polite greetings so, she thought it's best if she does it her way. Wayne stared at Heather. "But wasn't the band's drummer a guy?" he said, hesitatedly. Heather raised her eyebrows, surprised. Annelle couldn't stop bursting into laughters. "You thought the drummer was a-a guy? Are you for real?" Heather couldn't believe her ears.Wayne nodded, knowing he got it wrong as he could see how hurt Heather felt. "Well, you got it wrong! I was in the band and was the drummer!" Heather told, proud plus annoyed. "I'm really, really sorry! I didn't know! Really, I didn't! I wasn't trying to make you feel bad or anything. I only watched your band performed once and I couldn't really see you at the back, all dark and all. I'm really am sorry", Heather went soft after the explanations. She looked away from Wayne and apologised for being soo rude to him just now. "Well, how are you liking it in the band?" Heather asked, nicely trying to make it up to Wayne for how she acted towards him just now. Annelle listened to his answer. "Well, I like it but Courtney doesn't seems to like me though", he said, his voice shaky. Wayne looked at Heather's smile. The first smile she gave him, really. She was soo serious just now and now, smiling. She looked better, smiling as her brown eyes really sparkled when she does. He admitted. "It's normal for Courtney to do that. Don't take this offensive, please but Courtney doesn't like being friends with dorks or nerds 'cos she think those people are beyond her", Heather explained. She knows Wayne was hurt that she told him about Courtney even if he forced a smile. Even Annelle realised it. "Well, we can change that, of course!" Annelle said, without thinking. She, herself wasn't aware of what she just said. Heather and Wayne looked at her. "What?" the both of them asked at the same time. Annelle took awhile to answer that. Then, she got it! "If you don't mind cutting practice today, then we could help", Annelle smiled,proud with her idea. Wayne kept silence for awhile, looking from Annelle to Heather. From Heather to Annelle. Well, missing one band practice won't hurt, will it? Besides, i could always tell them I have to do an after school job. He thought before nodding and agreeing with them. "Great! Now, text Eddie that you couldn't make it!" Annelle ordered. Heather pulled Annelle so that they could talk while Wayne text. "What's your plan, exactly?" Heather asked, whispering. "Well, we will bring him to The City Mall. Well, it is the nearest mall here so then, we will make over him. Well, sounds weird but I can assure you it will work! We will fix his messy, disgusting looking hair. I'm surprise he doesn't stinks.And at least change his specs", Heather was surprise to hear Annelle talking like that because that doesn't sound like Annelle, at all! She is more to the timid, not fashionable one and there she was, deciding to give Wayne a makeover. On the other hand, she couldn't believe that of all ideas in the world, that was the idea she came up with. Has she gone mad?!? Heather thought to herself. Heather stared at Annelle, silently without blinking. She doesn't know what to say. Annelle was ignoring Heather's surprised stare and smiled. "Are you crazy?" Heather shrieked in whispers.Annelle's smile turned to a serious frown. "Not yet! Don't you think it's a great idea? It will be great! He will be a whole new person who looks better! It's for the sake of him and the band. Will they have fans if the band has a dorky looking drummer. Drummers are meant to look good and with nicer hair, at least", Heather thought Annelle has got a point there but she still wasn't sure if it's the right thing to do and will Wayne even agree on doing it? "Gosh, Annelle! Why must you be soo convincing?" Heather walked off with a sigh to Wayne. Annelle smiled, happy. "Umm... Wayne. Are you ready to hear the idea? But promise us one thing first, though!" Heather told. "I'm not going to promise anything untill you guys tell me what is it that you want me to promise you guys", he argued. "Well, OK! Fine! First off, let's introduced ourselves in the right way this time.I'm Heather and this is Annelle and you are Wayne. OK! Second,if we are really going to do this, let's talk somewhere else. Am i the only one noticing that we are still in front of Brad's gate?" Heather pointed out and they started walking away from the house and stopped at the small Avenue Park. "OK! Well, our idea was-", before Heather could say anymore, Annelle nudged Heather's arm and frown quickly at her. "Oh right! Well, Annelle's idea was that..."Heather told everything and the same statement as Heather said after Annnelle explained just now came out of Wayne's mouth. "Are you crazy?" he asked looking as surprised as Heather did and Heather and Annelle both answered at the same time, sounding bored, "Not yet!" Wayne frowned in confusions again. "Well, OK! Wait! Do you guys really think this will work and will make our band have more fans and change my dorky looks?" he asked. "Totally!" Annelle answered, smiling proudly at her idea. Again. Wayne looked from Annelle to Heather. From Heather to Annelle. "Fine! Let's do this!" he protested. The girls smiled and the three of them walked to the nearest mall, The Jangle Mall...

"OK! We are here and let's go meet up with my mum's personal hair dresser! He's great! Trust me!" they did and followed her upstairs to the second floor and walked into this poshy looking salon. Annelle went in and she was greeted by most people there. But there was this thin, tall, strict looking man with grey hair that walked towards them and gave Annelle a hug without even a slight smile. "Hello, Annelle! Where is your mum?" he asked with a British accent. "She isn't here. I came with my friends", and with that answer from Annelle, that man looked at Heather and Wayne with narrow eyes. Heather and Wayne smiled slightly, scared with the man's stare. "Hello! I'm Ben! What can I help you with today?" he asked, still no smile, nothing. Just one narrow stare at them both. "Well, umm, you see, Ben, our friend here, Wayne wants a new haircut that will suit his face. So, can you do that first?" Annelle explained. "Sure! The room or outside?" Ben asked, looking at Annelle under his lashes. "Room, please!" Annelle said, smiling. Isn't she scared with this really tall, wrinkled faced man with this scary attitudes?? Heather thought to herself while following Annelle and Ben into this room called Private Room. "Whoa, Ann! You are allowed to go in this private room?" Heather whispered. Ben ordered Wayne to sit on the salon chair. The room wasn't big but wasn't small either. It was just perfect for at least maximum of 5 people in the room. "Well, it's because of my mom, really. She is a regular and she always comes here for her haircut every month so, she gets all the VIP attentions", Annelle told, not proud but the truth. The two girls sat on the couch and grabbed a magazine each. Wayne was ordered to wear a cloth that covers up Wayne's whole body so that when Ben cuts Wayne's hair, his hair won't be everywhere on his clothes but everywhere on the long, big, black cloth. Wayne stared at his hair in despair when Ben started spraying his hair with water and started to comb Wayne's hair down. Dang! Why must I agree with the girls? What if I look worse, huh? But there's no turning back now... Wayne told himself. He closed his eyes, scared to see what Ben was going to do with his hair. Heather and Annelle looked at how long Wayne's hair actually was. They didn't realised that before because his hair was all messy and everywhere on his head but now that Ben comb his hair down, his hair was almost as long as Heather's! "Scarrryyyy!!!!" Heather whispered to Annelle.That made Annelle laughed but not Wayne. "I heard that!" he snapped. Annelle stopped laughing and said, "Do you have like a super-hearing ability or something?" Annelle asked annoyed. Well, that made Wayne laugh. He laughed 'till he got scolded by Ben to sit still. Heather and Annelle covered their faces with their magazines and chuckled together. "I can hear you guys, you know!" Wayne told again. Heather and Annelle just made a face and continued reading. The hair cutting and fixing felt like forever to Heather and Annelle. They fell asleep waiting. Even Wayne fell asleep. Ben woke Wayne up. Wayne mumbled some words and stopped completely when he saw himself. His eyes went wide as if he saw a ghost. "Why are you staring at yourself like that?" Ben asked, frowning and thinking how weird Wayne was that time. "I just couldn't believe how good i looked", he said, not meaning to be proud but just saying the way it is. Ben rolled his eyes and walked to the sink to wash his hands. The tap sound made Heather and Annelle woke up. The two girls couldn't believe their eyes when they saw Wayne smiling at them. His messy blond hair last time had turned him to look like a guy from a movie. Though, the specs still spoil his face. But the girls couldn't stop telling him how he looks soooo much better now. "I know!" he said, proudly. Heather rolled his eyes and said, "Now, contact lenses time! Spectacles.... bye-bye!" "What? I'm not giving up my specs", Wayne told. "Seriously? Your specs are the things that make you look terrible right now. Get rid of it and you will get any girls you want. You might even get Courtney if you are careful", Heather said with Annelle giggling. "No thanks! She's mean enough. Now, where can we get contact lenses?" he asked, stupidly. They paid Ben and walked outside. "Oh, wow! I don't know.Let's try the opticians", Heather answered, sounding sarcastic but in a mean way. "Sometimes, sarcasm hurts", Wayne told walking off with them. They arrived to the opticians and a woman greeted them. "Hello! How may i help you guys?" she asked ever soo politely. Finally! Someone nice! Ben was horrible! Heather thought to herself. "Well, my friend here wants contact lenses to replace his dorky specs", Heather said and laughed with Annelle. Wayne looked bored at them. Though, he wasn't taking any of those as offensive. He knows the girls are nice and they had helped him alot. He will look great. A whole new Wayne! "Well, OK! Is this your first time?" the woman, Wella asked. Obviously!! Wayne thought. He nodded anyway. "OK! Then, if you don't mind passing me your glasses and follow me, i will get contact lenses that you should use", so they followed obediently. The woman took out contact lenses that are the same color as Wayne's eyes and the same contact powers as Wayne's spectacles. "You obviously doesn't know how to use it and that's why I will be showing you", she smiled sweetly, showing her perfect, white teeth. Wayne gulped loudly. He was afraid. What if everything go wrong and I will be blind? Easy! I will blame these two girls! Wayne thought. "You're scared, aren't you?" Heather asked, smiling. Wayne thought she was going to tease him when he nodded but instead she said, "It's OK! You will be fine", Heather gave Wayne a friendly smile. Wayne's blue eyes sparkled when he smiled back. He felt much better but still a little nervous. Wella made Wayne sit on a chair and she was telling Wayne how to put the lenses on. When she was demonstrating with one lense and was trying to put in Wayne's eye, he kept backing away from her hand. "It will be fine, Wayne!" Annelle told. "Just stay still and open your eyes!" Heather scolded. Wayne tried to follow the instructions but he couldn't. "I can't!" he gave up. "Yes, you can, Wayne! It's for your band and your fans! Do it!" Heather told again. Wayne stared at her for a moment there and decided he will continue. "OK! Fine! Just kill me, if you must!" he finally stood still and made Wella put the lenses in his eyes. After she finished demonstrating and putting the lenses, she made Wayne tried doing them by himself. She made him take out the lenses and put them back in. "Though, you would need to wash your hands first", she ordered and Wayne followed. Well, he did it! "It's actually easy", Wayne boasted. Heather and Annelle laughed to that. "You look great! Awesome!" Annelle told him when they walked out of the mall. "Thanks! Thank you guys soo much! Thousand thank you! How can i ever pay you guys back for all your hard work and helps?" he was polite. Heather and Annelle looked at each other. They agreed they did a great job. Now, Wayne really does look like a movie star. With his blond hair slightly covering his eyes and his hair reaches 'till his neck and now, people can see what beautiful blue eyes he has. So, they want him to pay back big time but not today... other time. "Well, let's just exchange phone numbers for now. About paying back, we can deal with that next time we meet up again", Heather explained. So, they did exchanged phone numbers. Before they said bye and walk home, Annelle reminded him, "Don't tell your band mates that we helped you or anything! A secret,yeah? Promise? They shouldn't know that the two of us know you or you know the two of us. Promise, please?" the two girls begged. "Yeah, sure! I promise! But why?" Wayne wants to know. "Well, let's just not. I don't think it's a pleasure", Heather said, softly. "OK, then!" Wayne smiled and waved at them. "See ya, Wayne! Nice knowing you!" the girls shouted. "Same here! Bye! Will meet up again, yeah?" Wayne yelled back with the girls answering, "Absolutely!"