BTS Eighth Member | The Life: Year 2017

Chapter 86- Performing with Celine

Underlined = English

Underlined + Italycised = French

November 9th, 2017:

I'd gotten my hair pre-prepped before we went to rehearsal. To say I was nervous, would be a grand understatement. I wasn't speaking to anyone, and everyone seemed to get the message not to talk to me. I kept wringing my fingers together nervously, biting my lip anxiously, even as we walked into the venue.

I was instantly guided backstage, given the run down and instructions by two people simultaneously. I just nodded, following wherever they were taking me. I'm given my in-ear pack and a microphone. Yoona helped me pace the in-ear in my back jeans pocket as the director continued to speak.

"Y/N!" Celine said smiling widely and coming to hug me, "how are you? Ready for tonight?"

"Uh, yeah," I say in a small voice, "just a little nervous".

"Oh, don't worry," she said, still smiling and hugging me again, "you'll do great. You have nothing to worry about. The crowd is always fun anyway".

"I think I'll feel better after rehearsal," I nod.

"Yes, ok, let's do this then," she nodded as well, confidently going to her place on the stage.

She ran through the song she was going to sing before the French one and then I joined her on stage. It went far better than we'd ever done it. She was absolutely beaming at me as she ran through a few lines introducing me and then My Heart Will Go On. We did the Titanic song and it went just as well. I let my hand drop beside me when we finished, feeling relieved.

"See, there was nothing to worry about," she said, coming over to me and rubbing my shoulder supportively.

All I could do was smile and lean into her thankfully. I left her to finish her own rehearsal as I went to go get ready in my changing room. Since I only had one person doing my hair, makeup, and look I had to start getting ready early.

"Are you a makeup artist or hair stylist?" I questioned as she did my hair. It was going to be left out with slight waves.

"By trade, I'm a makeup artist, but I also have my certificates in hair," she answers, "as for the clothes... well I was told exactly what put on you, how, when, all the special stuff to do with".

"You deserve a raise," I chuckle.

"I am hoping this will get me a promotion," she winks, moving to the other side of my head to focus on a different section of my hair.

Celine had come over before the show started for me to join the pep talk. The show started and I was now getting into my dress.

"Ummm... right..." the stylist said as she helped me get into the long, light blue, gown with thin straps which went well with Celine's silver one. It was a smooth fabric with a leg slit. Jewels outlined the bodice in a subtle, tasteful way.