Confessions of a Backup Dancer by Tucker Shaw Read Free Book Online Page B

boardand there are all these intercoms and stuff all through the house. the basement is all like laundry and stuff. there’s a basketball net out front and the yard is all trees and pathways and water features. it’s so amazing. I’ve never even been in a house like this to visit, let alone live. we just don’t have it like this down in san diego.
    it’s all very Real World, very tricked out in every way. I wonder how much it all costs??
    I’m exhausted. thank god I get my own room even though it’s next door to Darcy’s and I can hear Darcy and some guy playing playstation through the wall. at least I think that’s what they’re doing. they seem to be getting pretty active about it though, my headboard is against that wall and I swear it just moved.
    thank god for this laptop.
    SlipKnotRules933111: you there?
    KellyKelSoCal321: HEY!!!! want to come up this weekend? I have Sunday off so maybe we could go to a show on Saturday or something. I think cradle of filth might be playing. you can stay in my room.
    SlipKnotRules933111: I’ll ask mom.
    KellyKelSoCal321: don’t ask mom. just tell her you’re coming, get the bus schedule off the greyhound website. I’ll pay you back for the ticket. and BRING MILKY WAYS. lots of them. i’m starving to death. promise??
    SlipKnotRules933111: did you watch Cops last night?
    WEDNESDAY JUNE 5
    D-ZONE, 11:30 PM
    Outfit: cotton terry robe darcy gave me. see below.
    Hair: it’s official, i’m blonder now. I had it done (but not as blond as HER).
    Mood: I never knew what tired meant before. not to mention starving to death! darla’s a food nazi.
    Fortune: Your life is happening now.

    ok, these people work way harder than I ever imagined. I mean, I watched Popstars. I watched Making the Band. I’ve seen every Diary and Behind the Music they’ve ever made. but I had NO IDEA that preparing for a tour was this much work! I thought yesterday was just an especially difficult day, but apparently every day is. here’s what we did today:
    8 AM —alarm goes off.
    8:30 AM —breakfast in the van with the other dancers. all we got was a nonfat yogurt and a piece of fruit because I found out later that someone (I think it was darcy’s mom darla) thought we all looked fat yesterday and found out we went to mas macho taco last night so she ordered yogurt and fruit and that’s it. maybe I’m fatter than the other dancers. I mean sure some of them are freaks of nature with 0% body fat but I’m not, like, FAT. am I? now I’m paranoid. great.
    8:45 AM —van drops us off at gym. weight training. (thank god I got to skip this today. instead I spent the whole time at the gym talking with this Woman in Black who had to put me on the payroll and give me all these forms to send home and everything. good thing I remembered my social security number. I get like $2,000 a week after taxes! I’m LOADED. but I’m not spending it. they’re direct depositing it and I’m not taking ANY out. EVER!! I swear.
    9:45 AM —van dropped us off at this photo studio where we had to pose in the background for the cover of some magazine Darcy’s gonna be on. which means so am I!! so are all the backups, i’m PSYCHED, tito’s gonna give me so much crap tho. I thought we were gonna be waiting around all day, sitting there, bored, like they always are on all those Fashion TV behind-the-scenes shows. but we were in and out of there in less than 1 hour. I guess Eileen Wang had called and said that’s all darcy could spare. darcy looked amazing even without all that much makeup and stuff on. and her chin zit went away. Was that just last Saturday? Jeez …
    11 AM —van dropped us off at rehearsal studio (luckily it wasn’t that two-way mirror one). an hour of warm-up. a half-hour review of what we did yesterday. everyone’s really good. even darcy. I mean yeah she’s a little stiff