She felt she was ready until she was faced with Griez once more. It was more than enough, but then she bumped into her mentor and college teacher and things took another turn for the better. First, she changed her looks, cut her hair into a pixie and started to wear wigs for the first months then, she changed her address and bought a new car, a new home: an apartment near the tourist area where she was able to blend in and hide for a while. She practically ran away at the first chance she got. She had barely recovered from the strain on her well-being, her pride and her career caused by the controversy she had been the subject of about two years ago, when her manager -and then boyfriend- along with the record label decided to, in short, trick her and push her aside. she shuddered at the mere thought of being in the eye of the hurricane again as the star of a scandal. And if that wasn't enough, she was almost certain that the comments on her -rather empty and quiet- social media were going to blow up her phone and the tabloids were going to give her migraines over the next month. She was tired of these people and her presence here was going to bring them back to her life after almost two years of avoiding them like the plague. The paparazzi were going to be there hunting for her again like a pack of hyenas, shouting her name and provocations to get a reaction. Pieck dreaded the moment of leaving the building. Currently, she was half hiding behind her ebony strands.
She was glad it was now shoulder length, it was easier to tie in a ponytail if the need arose and easier for her to play it cool.
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“Life is full of surprises, I guess.” She smiled politely, tersely, and moved her hair behind her ear. “This year seems to be full of surprises,” the man said, stirring his coffee lazily, “like your presence here, Pieck.” She just wanted to go home to her father and her cousin. She curled her toes inside her boots under the table, as if they could be turned into fists, because she couldn’t do it with her hands or he would notice. Griez was being unprofessional, asking uncomfortable questions as if he was talking about the weather instead of poking the proverbial bear and prying on her life. Just her, the woman behind the artist, but she didn’t care. The man had a hawlike gaze upon her, she felt self conscious with her hair a little disheveled -even if she tried to comb it-, no overproduced make up and just her clothes, no stylist or team behind her. She scanned the studio with her big dark-brown eyes. She was restless, fighting the irrational urge to punch the man in front of her, even if they were several microphones and a table apart.
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What was different, however, was that she was finally on her own, free to speak her mind and call out Griez’s bulshit without being threatened by a label company but even with that certainty, her throat felt dry, her hands were sweaty. The only constant was the level of anxiety she was feeling -then and now- and the media harassment she was about to be subjected to. The memory of the last time she had been on an interview, not to mention a live stream, was blurry on her mind. She wasn’t supposed to be there but the odds had other plans for her. “From the head to the end.” Is an indication to repeat from the beginning of the music, and continue until you reach the final barline or a double-barline marked with the word fine. “Tell me and I forget, teach me and I may remember, involve me and I learn” Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 224261 Chapters: 16/? Comments: 137 Kudos: 112 Bookmarks: 13 Hits: 4150Ĭhapter Text Tell me and I forget, teach me and I remember Reiner Braun/Marcel Galliard | Berwick - Freeform.
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