Chapter Sixty-Four
“All right, you’re on!”
The production assistant shuffled them onto a stage that was much bigger than the last one. In spite of their morning call time for the interview, Zack’s team looked moderately alert thanks to a ridiculous amount of coffee and energy drinks.
Whoever had decided to run the interviews in the morning before the final four rounds and after the ball that had ended way too late in the night was a sadist. If Zack ever found him, he would strangle him.
Struggling through the morning’s physique quest while mildly hungover and sleep-deprived had been a nightmare, but at least he’d finished it.
“Oh good, a crowd,” Jenny said. She strutted over to her seat, sticking her hands in the high-tech pockets of her StarFashion outfit.
“I swear, if she says anyt
