Talented Me! 15

Against the sweet smile, the lady couldn't help but wish to help. She glanced between the gap and saw a small body with a dress slipping off her shoulders. Then, she looked around making sure no one was watching before opening the door, just a hinge, and walking in.

Inside the room, it was messy. There was a bag thrown carelessly on the floor with a shirt and pants stuffed haphazardly. There was a brush laying on the floor and various hair ties next to it. A mirror hung on the far wall reflecting the image of the young girl sitting with her head bent and herself, glancing at the girl.

She walked forward towards the girl and looked at the feeble back in front of her. Against her skin was a cool blue dress left unzip with the zipper peeking out from near her waist. She reached out towards the zipper feeling the cold metal against her fingertips and pulled up. The sound of the zipper sliding was the only sound in the room and all was quiet. When it was done, Wilona turned around.

Wilona flashed a bright thankful smile before stepping down from the chair and thanking her personally. Her actions behaved and sincere intuned with her disposition.

"Thank you!"

The lady looked at her face, warm and cheerful, and couldn't help but let go of a smile of her own. In the eyes of the girl in front of her was a shine of glimmer, almost like the stars. It made her remember the past when she was as bright when she was as innocent and warm.

"What's your name? A new actress?"

She wanted to know. Maybe to continue the young her inside of the girl in front. A part of her desired to continue living the life of fortune, but the other side wanted to live in the eyes of Wilona. It was a selfish desire to plant her own hope into the life of a young flower.

"I'm a civilian contestant," Avina said. "My name's Wilona."

"Wilona," the lady softly muttered. It rolled around her tongue like soft candy spreading warmth. "Such a nice name..."

"Do you plan to enter the entertainment world?"

At the sound of "entertainment," Wilona's eyes couldn't help but sparkle. It was a world full of stars and talent, and it was beautiful. There was nothing compared to that feeling of looking at stars. It was a world so out of her reach, but she couldn't help but want to be in it.

"Yes!"

The lady closely monitored the emotions in Wilona's eyes. In her eyes, stars were dancing from her iris to the light. It was beautiful, but it was something easily stained in this world - especially the entertainment world.

Only she knew best how tough it was to make it out alive in the dens of sharks. It wasn't the so-called glamourous life portrayed. Any glamor available lasted for a hot second before evaporating in heaps of dirty rumors or scandals.

There were betrayals, schemes, secret negotiations, and everything in between. It was a world where you fought tooth and nail to get a margin of exposure. The few lucky ones have powerful backers behind them and never had to squabble. In front of those piranhas, Wilona was nothing but food. She could never survive in the turbulent waters; it was a place where popularity was short-lived and people's emotions didn't matter.

"Then you should think about it more," the lady stared deeply into Wilona's eyes and sighed.

She may not be able to stop her, but she tried. Whether or not Wilona would heed her warning was up to her.

She turned herself around and marched towards the door. Opening it, she looked back once more at Wilona. With a properly worn dress, Wilona was stunningly pretty. The light blue added a faint touch of purity, and she forever wished it would remain that way - untainted.

"My name is Sandra Allen. If you need help, you can come to talk to me." Sandra smiled and left. Avina was once again in the empty room.

Avina looked at the closed door and then looked at her dress. A feeling in her told her that Sandra was more than just a regular lady.

'Check Sandra Allen.' If Sandra was another big fish in the pond, Avina was all up for a little fishing spree.

In a few short seconds, 5025 managed to compile a stack of information regarding Sandra Allen.

'Wow! Another superstar!' 5025 couldn't help but exclaim. 'A model and actress for nearly 20 years! She's super popular with everyone and no one doesn't know her name!'

5025 went full-out fansysteming and gushed about the various achievements Sandra managed to make. From fashion magazines to blockbuster movies, she did it all and fantastically too! Every single one of them was popular!

Avina got excited as well hearing 5025's long list of praise. This was a worthy master to hug! Her inner mind was crying for her to just be her disciple. Sandra was a strong role model, and it would be such a waste to not use the show to become her apprentice!

Avina quickly turned to look at the mirror and checked every angle. She needed to make sure she was the most presentable in her dress to make a perfect impression! It was time to follow the road of stars, and she had all the star ability needed!

'Let's go 5025! We have fishes to catch!'

'Yes yes!' Although 5025 didn't understand what she meant by fishes but support all the way! 5025 would even support Avina if she wanted to lie down in the dirt! Systems support hosts!! That's the way to go!

Avina opened the door and took a deep breath calming herself. She allowed all restraints to evaporate and began walking. Her pace was slow and full of confidence. This was the her now. It wasn't the Wilona of the past, but the 'Wilona' Avina always thought she needed to be - confident and full of pride.

Although Wilona missed a few points in the beauty category, her aura was maxed out. Each part was imbued with confidence and virtue. This wasn't something attained in a couple of days or so but gained with years of struggles. It was the knowledge of the world and the desire to survive.

In a sense, this was what Wilona had been through. But those years of surviving only made her cowardly; she lacked the will to fight, instead choosing to allow herself to be stepped on. Ever since Avina watched those modeling videos, she couldn't help but incorporate some of those traits into Wilona.

Hidden behind a myriad of cameras, an old man was standing about peering into the monitors. His left hand rested upon his right and held his sagging face. He had been in such a set so many times it no longer interested him in the ways of filming.

At the sound of loud whispering, he turned his head and clashed with the proud figure of Wilona. His eyes hidden behind his falling eyelids lifted revealing a set of gray eyes. In it, there was pleasant surprise soon replaced by curiosity.

Comparable to current stars, she walked with refined confidence and poise. It was hard to regard her as any regular passerby, but instead a full-fledged star. A light blue dress flowed against her thighs and her hand rhythmically swung low side to side next to it. Her smile blossomed like daylilies inviting a cool breeze to blow-by.

Intrigue filled his eyes, and he followed her figure until she was no longer in sight. If his instincts were never wrong, then this girl was a diamond starlet. She was full of unlimited possibilities and had to be cultivated carefully. In his mind, her road to fame was already set completed with awards and ceremonies. During that path, he was willing to guide her along the way.

Who was this grandpa? Of course, the great and honorable mission target, Graham Lin.

In the entertainment industry, he was the most important player. From encouraging stars to investing, he was skilled. He loved to allow people with talent to blossom watching as they stood on higher levels each day. It was an odd hobby with a huge money blackhole, but he still chose to do it.

It was a satisfaction to watch his starlets grow becoming something bigger by the day. He was a gardener tending to his garden watchful of the stream for fear it could affect their growth. The older he got, the more he wanted to protect. Those with real talents laid underneath the light of paid talents.

In order to stop such tyranny, Graham stepped back from his glory days resting behind the shadows. Amidst the current of change, he was controlling the shift allowing each new star a chance to swim. He was proud of his deeds, but required no such glorified announcement.