"I'm so glad that you agreed to do this." He said.

"I'm not so sure about it." She said.

"Why?"

"I've never done anything like this before Taylor."

"What do you mean?"

"The party, the guests, the clothes, the elegance." She said.

"It's no big deal. You'll be great."

"I'm really nervous." She said. It was Saturday night, just a day after she had agreed to go with him. They were sitting in Taylor's limo, on their way to the party. That day had been hell for Nadine. He had given her money that morning and sent her out with his assistant, Bonnie.

Bonnie was around thirty five, and was very organized and picky. She was short, and had dyed blonde hair with brown eyes. She dressed very importantly, Nadine noticed. Bonnie cared about her clothes and her makeup, and liked to be sarcastic and give orders.

She had helped Nadine find the "Perfect" dress for the occasion. They had been shopping for over four hours in downtown Tulsa in the little shops that lined parts of the streets. It was the last one they had gone in, and it was worth it, Nadine had to admit.

Her dress was deep red and long, with no sleeves and a scarf that went around her shoulders. Bonnie had curled her hair and styled it so that it hung just below her shoulders in pretty ringlets. She had also done her makeup for the event.

"You'll be fine."

"I'm not so sure." Nadine said.

"You look great."

"i guess."

"Was Bonnie okay?"

"yes, she was great." She said.

"You'll do fine."

"I dont' want to be here." She said, fiddling with her purse.

"Just let me do the talking."

"That's what i was afraid of."

"No. Besides, the'll all want to know who you are. Just be nice."

"They will?" She asked.

"Well, yeah." He said.

"Taylor, what are we going to say?"

"About what?'

"About us!"

"Us?"

"Yes! You're not going to tell them how we met, are you?" She said.

"Well I..."

"You were just going to tell them that i'm your hotel maid? Oh great." She said, leaning back on the seat.

"Well...No." He said.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"Well they think i have a girlfriend"

"WHo?"

"Them, my parents, all the people."

"And?"

"And i don't."

"Oh."

"So could you do a little acting?"



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