| The week Overdrive! hits the hometown of none other than last weeks winner, Charisma Simmons. Charisma is seen sitting in her childhood bedroom. Two of the walls a pale yellow the other two a bright white. Charisma sits looking out her window into her back yard. Her little sisters playing with their dolls. Charisma smiles and looks around her room. Her eyes focus on her abundance of cheerleading and gymnastic trophies and ribbons. Then her photo's with all her friends from high school. It has been nearly two years ago she left school. Now 19, nearly 2o she is now standing infront of millions of people every week in the diva search. Charisma gets up and falls face first onto her bed causing the pillows to bounce off the bed a little. Sudenly her cell phone rings "Nine in the afternoon" by Panic at the disco plays as her ring tone. She smiles and starts singing along with the song and sudenly realises she needs to answer. She quickly does. Charisma Simmons "Hello..." Unknown Caller "Heya!! How you doing hun!?" Charisma Simmons "Oh Kady! I wondered who this was. This your new number?" Kady Smith "Yup! I did text messege you two days ago with my new number..." Charisma Simmons "Oh yeah i remember. Just been so busy lately. Its been tough on the road." Kady Smith "It must be glamorous though! Right?" Charisma Simmons "Not really. Im always tired." Kady Smith "Are you up for hitting the clubs tonight? You still have fake ID?" Charisma Simmons "Awe you know i hate using my fake ID. I feel like im lieing to people" Kady Smith "well you are lieing. But get over it! We so need to go out and your back in town for like two nights! I'll get some of the girls and we'll come round your parents house about 7 and get ready! okay!?" Charisma Simmons "Okay!! Im excited. But i should go. See you later hun!!" Kady Smith "Bye bye babes!!" Charisma disconnects the conversation and throws her cell phone back on the bed and lays down with her head on the pillow facing up at the ceiling. She is wearing some tight ditting denim jeans and a light pink tee. She smiles to herself when thinking about the amount of cheers she got last week on Genocide and how good it feels to be apreciated. She sits up when a knock is heard at her bedroom door. Her father comes in and sits on the bed next to his daughter. He puts his arm around Charisma and smiles. Mr. Simmons "How you doing poppet?" Charisma Simmons "Im okay daddy... Im a bit worried about Tuesday night..." Mr. Simmons "You have nothing to worry about. you've already gained a fan base! Look how easily you won last week!" Charisma Simmons "But that was because i was in a bikini. I got eliminated really early in the dodgeball and on Genocide its another physical contest!" Mr. Simmons "Your my daughter, i know you can handle yourself! Look at the girls you have to knock off... they are nothing... well except that one girl... she's massive..." Charisma Simmons "Michelle Morris isnt in it Daddy! thats a mean thing to say... she's just like Cartman from southpark... big boned!" Mr. Simmons "No! No! No! Cherry! She's a power house of a woman." Charisma Simmons "Oh yeah... she scares me!!" Mr. Simmons "I saw some of the comments others have said about you... I agree with something Jessica and brooke said. You need to show more self confidence." Charisma Simmons "I know... i think ive grown alot more confident since winning last week. To hear all those cheers for me was phenominal. And i seriously beleive if Brooke and Jessica were not disqualified i would of won still." Mr. Simmons "I agree, and i know alot of other people would too." Charisma Simmons "Thanks daddy." Mr. Simmons "No problems sweet heart. Now i best get back down to your mother... she's at the vodka again" Charisma Simmons "Gosh!" The scene fades to black... | 
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