As Brittany sashayed 2 the middle of the stage, giant fluorescent letters flashed the name BRITTANY SPERS .
She couldnt wait 2 do the real performance. It would b her debut concert, & it was already sold out.
“Ah-1, 2, 3, 4!â€?
Brittany pasted a giant smile on her face (she had already decided that next week she would get plastic surgery. She planned on getting an implant smile. She figured it would save her a lot of effort, as this business seemed to require a ton of smiling.) & strutted around the stage, trying 2 make impossible dance moves look easy while singing her pop-infused songs.
At the end of the rehearsel, she wiped the sweat from her face & climbed down the stage stairs. Going 2 her parents, she asked them wat they thought of her performance.
“Oh, it was wonderful, dah-ling! Just fa-habulous!â€? her mother simpered, taking a drag from her high-end cigarette.
“Yes, fabulous!â€? her father declared. “Well, it’s about time your mother & I got home. Stay & practice, will u? We’ll see you tomorrow!”