Mimi stood in her dressing room getting ready for her performance. All around her were make up artists and hair stylists getting her ready. Her hair was back to her natural brown colour. Her first talent agent told her to drop the pink hair to focus on her more natural beauty. She wore a stylish and tasteful jeans and jean jacket combo completed with a long scarf. Mimi warmed up her angelic voice and her attendants marvelled at her excellence. The life of an idol was not an easy one but Mimi had gotten used to it. It had been a long hard climb to the top but she was tough and resilient.

“2 minutes Mimi” the stage manger told her.

“Be right out” she replied.

Mimi sighed and looked at herself in the mirror. She stared at her luscious brown hair and her perfectly formed body. She had been truly gifted and blessed in her life and now it was time to give back to the world. She strutted out to the edge of the stage. She peered out and thousands of her biggest fans waited patiently in anticipation. She smiled at them for they were so loyal and sweet. They were not just her bread and butter they were her friends. She nodded and walked out to the stage. Her fans exploded with cheers at the sight of their hero. She grabbed the microphone and belted her voice out over the auditorium.

But it was all a lie. The massive auditorium was a small dingy bar off the highway. Her classy outfit was a tight leather corset. Her thousands of screaming fans a group of truckers and shady tourists their hands full of the lowest bills they could get. The stage much smaller in scale with a long pole in the middle. Mimi strutted her sexy body around the stage thrusting her hips in the customer’s faces in perfect time to the music. She moved gracefully over to the pole and began straddling it. She gave off small innocent moans that drove the customers to cheer. Several 500 yen bills flew on the stage raining down on Mimi. In her mind the bills were confetti shot out of cannons. In her mind everything was perfect. Her life wasn’t always like this it was a slippery slope.

An 18-year-old Mimi stood outside the audition room. She is preparing to audition to be an Idol. She was drenched in sweat and couldn’t keep her mind from running to failure. She panted heavily.

“Just relax you’ve got this. You are beautiful, you can sing, you can dance and you have been preparing for this your whole life. You can do this, you will do this.” She told herself.

“Next number 72.”

Mimi smiled and nodded. Her being radiated with confidence. She walked into the room full of judges. The judges all looked at her with cold and calculating eyes. A shiver of fear echoed though her body. She smiled at them and gathered her courage.

“Hello my name is Mimi Tachikawa and I am here to audition to be an idol.”

The judges begin writing down details. More fear filled Mimi’s heart.

“Why did I say what I’m here to audition for? They obviously know” she thought to herself.

An older female judge glared at her.

“So what talents do you possess?

“I’m the total package. I’m a fantastic singer, I act, I dance and well you can see my looks.”

The older female judge looks at her and shrugs her head. A male judge questions her.

“So what is your ultimate goal in this business? Where do you want to see yourself in 10 years?”

Mimi freezes on the spot. She hadn’t even thought of that. Her whole life was focused on being an idol. She thought that being an idol was all it took. She began stuttering.

“Well you know….I kind of just want to be……popular with the fans and be a sort of…….symbol for them to get behind.”

The judges all exchange disappointing glances. The male judge speaks up.

“Well let’s not waste any time let’s hear you sing.”

Mimi nodded and grabbed the microphone. She let out a sigh and looked at the judges with a big smile on her face. She began to sing with all of her marvellous voice. Some of the judges smiled and nodded and some simply made notes in their books. The male judge looked at Mimi with a smile on his face. He watched her mouth open wide for the high notes with a sly smirk on his face. Mimi finished her song and the judges nodded slowly. The older female judge spoke up.

“We will discuss it and we will give you a call.”

“Thank you so much for your time?”

Mimi gave a very polite deep bow. The male judge looked down her top and stared at her bountiful cleavage. Mimi walked out and leaned against a wall outside. She questioned wither she did well enough and would they pick her?

“You did very well.”

Mimi turned to find the male judge standing next to her. He leaned next to her and began smoking a cigarette.

“Thank you very much sir.”

“Out of all the girls who came out today I think that you have the best natural talent. It’s too bad the other judges are unsure about you.”

Mimi’s world began to disappear around her.