Hey Beasters!!!! :D
Lol...
Ok! I decided to try something a LITTLE bit different this time. This book is going to be a fan fiction about BECKY GOMEZ!!!!!! Woo-hoo!!!!!!!!!!! \^.^/ GIVE IT UP FOR BECKY G, PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*silence*
Erm...... OK.......
As you might as guessed by now, I'm a total Beaster. I LOOOOOOOOOOOOVE Becky times 10000000!!!!!! XD Ok I better stop fangirling...
So hope you like it!! Peace!! :3
~Ciellia LT
P.S. If there are any celebrities here that is acting like a bad guy, IT DOESN'T MEAN THEY ARE. They are actually very good people in real life. It's a fan fic, people, so relax. It's not real. So don't complain and/or bully!! Thx!! ^^
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Chapter 1
Becky's POV
"And... Action! Welcome, everybody, to BECKY G, behind the stage of her first-ever concert!" My BFF, Ashleigh announced in a horrible announcers voice. I laughed.
"Ash, stop it! You sound horrible!" I exclaimed, choking on my own laughter as my makeup artist tried to apply my makeup the best she could do while I was laughing.
"Oh, come on! You love it!" Ashleigh teased, and composed the camera to face directly at me. "Now... Action!"
I smiled at the camera. I didn't even have to pretend I was excited, because I actually was! "Hey Beasters! We're backstage at my first concert-" Ashleigh made whooping noises "-and I am super excited! I'm getting my makeup done right now, as you can see..." I yanked the camera from Ashleigh to point towards the racks of clothing, "... And that's the outfit I'm gonna wear!"
I pointed to a fluffy hot pink sweater and a black top underneath. Black jeans hung from the rack and shiny silver Uggs were waiting patiently under the outfit to be put on.
"It's cool, isn't it?" Ashleigh whispered loudly at the camera, sticking her face into the camera that was now in my hands. I pushed her away.
"So now I'm going to get ready! See you after the concert, Beasters!" I winked at the camera and shut it off before turning to sigh at Ashleigh. "When do you ever grow up?" I joked as my makeup artist finished my makeup and I walked towards my outfit.
"Am I suppose to answer that?" Ashleigh asked, trailing after me. I spun around with my outfit in my arms.
"Nope," I said, popping the 'p' and slammed the changing room door shut.
*ten mins later*
"Oh gosh, it's a crowd out there. There's like, 1000 people!" Ashleigh whispered while clutching my arm. I shot her a look.
"So not helping," I muttered as I tried to calm my already beating heart.
"Oops," Ashleigh exclaimed, and gave me a half-hearted smile. "Don't worry, Bec, you'll do just fine! You always do," she assured me. I smiled a bit.
"Right," I breathed mostly to myself. "Just have fun, right?"
"Yeah! No one can beat Becky Gomez!" Ashleigh said, punching her fist in the air. I laughed.
"You're on in three, two..." The man next to me told me, counting down the seconds.
"Good luck, Bec. You can do it. Show them you have spunk!" Ashleigh muttered, and I smiled gratefully at her with newfound confidence.
"Thanks, Ash!" I whispered one last time as soon as the man said "... One! Go!"
Then I bounded on the stage with people screaming my name.
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Sucky, I know :P But don't worry, it'll get better!
Till next time!! :D
~Ciellia LT
