To be

"This could be beautiful."

After "What the heck I gotta do?" played "One school." I guess I'm listening to the full soundtrack. The introvert in me is smiling, content with someone doing everything for me while I listened to musicals. I've seen scenes like these in books, except it's with a mom. My mind pondered the thought, but quickly dismissed it when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I looked back at Carmen. His fingers had stopped combing through my hair. The feeling felt quite good actually. He stuck up a finger and waved it in a circle. "Turn around." He mouthed, knowing he had no chance to talk to me with the headphones. The thing is I'm an ambivert. Apparently something no one has heard of before. It's probably because I value the attention of others the same way I value time alone. Either that or I act so much that I've convinced myself that I like people.

I rotated my body to face him. He pulled out a purple crinkly package, makeup wipes. Dang it, I was silently wishing that he would just let it be. However, I knew for less recognition, this was best. Before I knew it, foundation, concealer, blush, highlighter, contour, and lipstick came off after a couple scrubs. I actually enjoy doing makeup. I don't believe makeup was meant to cover up your face at all, but rather enhance it. Besides, believe it or not, most of the makeup is from target. He had to pry my fake eyelashes off though. It was quite comical. I felt a wave of sadness was over me because I used my hard earned money to buy that. Most of it was used for my dad's rehabilitation or groceries.

That got me thinking, why was I doing this?

I tried to think of it as another character to play. Except this time, my character is totally made through improvisation. I'm making some other crowd happy. Except I didn't know exactly who I was supposed to be. There was no script or guideline. The thing that I didn't like about this, was the fact that I had no idea what to do. What was I supposed to say? How was I supposed to act?

I felt soft, gentle brush strokes over my cheek and nose. My mind wandered to Drew. I remembered his pale skin, his small snort, and those eyes. Everything about him felt like a dream. It's weird. I never had this feeling with anyone before. It felt like he was the only thing on my mind. Not only that, I felt conflicted, like something wasn't right with this feeling.

That's when I internally flinched. What about Chance? He'd been with me a longer than Drew has.

What am I thinking? The answer is obvious.

I think.

The fluffy brush was replaced with a smaller one, using precise motions around my eye. My eyelashes fluttered shut. Thank god I decided not to wear mascara. The flakes would be all over the place. I like most of my face to look natural. Don't think all because I don't use mascara, doesn't mean that I didn't use a lot of makeup anywhere else.

I sat still as Carmen finished up, right in the middle of "Cousin." I opened my eyes to see Carmen with his hand over his mouth and his brown eyes now with a glassy shine over them.

"C-Carmen?"

He sniffed. "I'm so proud." His pitch got slightly higher, like he was reaching for the end of his sentence. Then he turned to face the guys. "You can look now." I spun my body around to meet their awaiting gaze.

Drew looked up first. His ocean eyes immediately went wide.

"Gorgeous." Drew breathed. I felt a blush immediately creep up my face, and had no luck suppressing it. To be honest, I don't know why he was saying that, he was the one who was gorgeous...

AAAND you know who is more gorgeous than Drew? Chance. Yeah, Chance.

Tyler smiled. He didn't say anything or look breathless like my other two reactions. He smiled knowingly. That little sly dog.

"Okay. Phew! We should do this more often." Carmen sighed, attempting to fan his watery eyes. "Want a look, dearest?" Carmen said after he regained his cocky composure.

"What am I? Snow White? You sound like an old lady trying to poison me."

Tyler laughed. It was more like a loud giggle. "And Mrs. Musical shows a new sassy side! The secrets are now coming out! This next song," he leans over to activate the purple speaker, "is dedicated to our favorite Heather."

"Dude!" I whispered-yelled. "Everyone can hear!"

"Fake name." Carmen blandly replied.
He handed over the blue mirror.

Here we go. I grabbed the mirror from Carmen and stared at the glass.

No. Way.

My eye color was not tampered with, my original emerald green eyes stared back at me. Surrounding my eyes were a dark brown that faded into a sparkling copper. Under my eye was a straight line of gold. The tiny amount of brown mascara coated my lashes. A light blush cascaded across my face. Light pink lip gloss have my face a more innocent look. Honey blonde hair ombré(d) into a bleach blonde made my skin look tanner. It reminded me so much of the friend my mom had originally given me up to. I must have been staring at the mirror, because Drew got a concerning look on his face before saying, "You okay Cal?"

I nodded my head still starstruck. That's the moment I knew. "Lily."

Drew's worried look morphed into one of confusion. "What?"

"My real name is Lily."
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Author's note!!
Also, I have a proposition that my friend brought up to me. So, I really like to sing, but I'm not all that great at it. She says I should sing a cover for each song I mention. I am not confident about this, but if you guys are, I'm up for this. If I get 10 comments for one song, I will sing it and post it in my YouTube channel. I will then post the in the next chapter. This message will be posted after everyone.