What Now?(Luke Hemmings Fanfiction)

CASSIDY

Hey, my name is Cassidy Hughes. I'm 17 and apparently I'm famous. I've been sing outside of Starbucks with my guitar. Usually a lot of people come to watch and record me. There was one guy that recorded me singing "She Will Be Loved" by Maroon 5 and put it up in YouTube. It was a huge hit, I had over a million views.
One day, I got a call from Capitol Records and they wanted to sign me to their label but under one condition, I had to I had to change everything about me so nobody could know who is really am. I don't know why I have to do this, my manager, Cher, just says its confidential. It's a little suspicious but hey, I'm still living my dream.
I hate lying to my friends and family about it though. I told them I graduated early and went to college in Alabama. Instead u went to L.A. Cher has everything planned out, she told my parents the the "college" I go to doesn't take visitors at all.
I got off the couch and stretched. I've been watching Grey's Anatomy reruns all morning. I turned off the T.V. and decided I to make myself a breakfast smoothie. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw it was 8:33. I better start getting ready, I have to be at the studio by 11:00. When I finished my smoothie, I walked upstairs to my room and picked out a Blink 182 T-Shirt and my favorite ripped skinny jeans. I walked to the shower, stripped my clothes off and hopped in the shower. The scalding hot water warmed my skin as it cascaded over me.
After washing my body with my cucumber melon shower gel and my hair with my strawberry shampoo and conditioner. I turned off the water and got out of the shower. I dried myself and got dressed. I stared at myself in the mirror with a look of disgust. I looked like something that came out of a llamas butt. I had a rats nest on my head, my face was pale, and I had dark circles under my eyes. I looked almost dead.
"We have got some serious work to do, my friend." I said, pointing at my reflection.
I washed my face and brushed my hair. It is extremely difficult to brush my hair. I swear, it's almost alive, it's just so untamed. I have dirty blond hair that goes about an inch or two past my shoulders. I have blue eyes, I'm 5"7, and I'm not skinny but not chubby either.
Since no one can know who I am, I have to put on a dark brown wig that is so tight it feels as if it's cutting off the circulation to my brain. It's only tight so it doesn't come off easily. I also have to put in green contact lenses, they are so irritating. I put some concealer, lip gloss, foundation, eye liner, eye shadow, blush, and mascara. I don't like wearing make up, but I have to. I looked at the time on my phone, it was 10:19. I had to leave because the studio was about a 20 minute drive from my house.

*skip car ride*

I walked into the rec room where we did our writing and recording songs. A blind haired girl turned around and I saw it was my bestie Taylor Swift.
"Hey, Lily Pad!" She beamed. My fake name is Lily Waters, but Taylor's nickname for me is Lily Pad.
"Hey, Blondie." I said" are you ready to get started?"
"Ya, I've been getting a lot of hate lately and I want to show everyone that I'm still gonna just joke around with it." We sat by the piano and started tossing ideas around for 3 hours before finally finishing the song. It was called "Blank Space".
Taylor practiced it a few times before recording it:
Nice to meet you where you been I could show you incredible things...
...cause it's gonna be forever or its gonna go down in flames...
...screaming crying perfect storms I can make all the tables turn...
...darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream...
...boys only want live if it's torture don't say i didn't say I didn't warn you...
...got a long long list of ex-lovers they'll tell you I'm insane but I've got a blank space baby and I'll write your name.

"That was awesome, Taylor!" I said.
"Thanks! I'm definitely putting it on the album." She said walking out of the sound booth.
"Do you want to hear the song I wrote with Meghan? It's called 'All About That Bass'." I said
"Sure, go ahead!" She said excitedly
After I sang Meghan Trainors' song, we went to her place to watch movies and hang out. We were watching "Marley&Me" and bawling our eyes out.
"He can't be gone!" Taylor shrieked
"Marley, come back!" I said, reaching towards the T.V. screen as if I could grab him. I couldn't.
The movie ended and we were sniffling and talking.
"So have you seen any cute guys lately?" I asked
"Actually, yea. There's this guy, his name is Michael, and he has white hair. It's dyed, I promise! He dyes his his hair like every 2 months."

"Have you talked to him? Does he know you like him? Does he like you too?" Questions came flooding out of my mouth like a river.
"Yes, no, I don't know" she answered"I hope he does like me back." She blushed.
We were talking for a while until picking out "The Conjuring".
"This is a joke" I crossed my arms"are you sure this is Rated R? This looks like it could be PG."
"Ya, I don't know how people thought this movie was scary. Maybe people are just scared easily."
My phone beeped.

Cher: come back 2 the studio we need 2 talk NOW

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Hey Chickadees! Sorry if you liked the Andy Biersack Fanfiction I kinda got bored with it. So I'm gonna continue writing the story I started last year and see how that goes. I will definitely keep writing this one😂 I'm so sorry for being all over the place! Catch ya later Chickadees!
-Nerdy_Chickadee13