Haha my friend just told me that this story is really similar to Meg Cabot's book "Airhead" and I think it have some similarity too it.. With all this celebrity thing but one thing I'm not doing is going into the direction of "I only want my body back" or "I don't want to live her life". I not saying anything about mean about "Airhead" (actually i love that book, i re-read it all the time) but this is more like... positive. It'll be more into romance and stuff... Don't want to tell you everything in the story. That i got to read to find out! :)
- Cellinda
Edited: 23 April 2011.
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As I looked into the mirror I see the stylist curl my long light brown hair. I couldn't think right. I'm not confident in that I can pull it through with the concert. Some moment's ago I was really confident like when I tried her voice this afternoon and the staff was amazed. But I've never tried to sing in public or with someone else. This won't work. Shit sure I'll screw up.
"You're really are a natural beauty." Matissé (mine/Manies personal stylist) smiled with his french accent. I smiled into the mirror at him and see his shocked face.
"Thank you Matissé." I touched my cheek and felt how natural the the foundation he putt on me felt. It felt like my own skin.The door opened and Lisa came in.
"You look amazing Manie. I'll tell you, you're schedule for the concert." First thing she did was to praise me. As Manie has forced her to do it every time she saw her. Then she continued with the concert schedule.
"Then after singing Fade, you're going to switch into the white dress and sing Home." she continued. I listened really carefully.
"Hey listen here, Manie. After-" she said without even looking at me. She was so used to that Manienever listens the first time she talks.
"After Fade I'm going to change into the white dress-" and pointed at the big prom dress hanging in front of me. It had beautiful swarovski diamonds everywhere. It really had the image of the song, Home that I was going to sing. "- and sing Home. I said, interrupting my thoughts. Her eyes were wide and she smiled. Like a "Oh-you-finally-listen-to-me"-smile.
"And you're going to finish the concert with Say It. Then Zach will make his entrance on the other side and you two will walk towards the middle of the stage and sing together by the chorus." I nodded. But I'm still not confident that I'll be able to finish it with out making a mistake. I heard a knock on the door and then the dorr opened opened. There he was. The darkest contrast of brown in his hair that was packed with hair wax in a good looking way. His blue-grey eyes was shown when he shook his hair, making the side-bangs fly up and stopped covering his eyes. He wore a shirt that was unbuttoned, showing his breast, and six-pack that was obviously trained. If I weren't me (that means: Not one of the crazy teenager who will faint when she sees a hot guy half naked who also is a celebrity) then I'd definitely drop my jaw onto the floor.
"Hello Zach." I smiled and turned to Lisa again to memorise the concert schedule. I felt how I got chills looking at my back. Lisa didn't even pay attention to me and gave me the "you-better-look-there-before-it's-gone"-look. I turned and looked at Zach. Still standing there his eyes were fast glued on me with a "What the f*ck" face.
"I didn't expect you to smile at me thought my entire life even if you took drugs to forget things." He was still shocked.
"And what have I done to you?" I asked with my eyebrows tightened. "Or what have you done to me that makes me never want to smile at you?" I corrected when I thought about what I said.
All the staff left the room when he ordered them to do so. I looked around myself and noticed how empty it was when no one was here. Except of us. Then Zach swore all of sudden. Wow. This is actually fun. I'm alone with a celebrity, who's swearing right now. I didn't know why it amused me but I couldn't hold for laughter.
"I know that the drug thing is just a trick to make a new start!" he snapped when he saw me laughing. I stopped and put on a confused face.
"What are you talking about?" I asked. He lifted his cellphone and showed me a video. Before he started it he told me about it.
"It's just an excuse to avoid me suing you isn't it?" he smiled. What? Sue me? What the hell did Manie do?!
"Seriously, I don't know what you're talking about?-" I said with a confused voice then he played the video.
There I was. I was drunk. I mean, really drunk and I was high. Everything possible... And I uhm... robbed a Gucci store...? I laughed like hell. Me "Manie", robbing Gucci stuff?
He flinched and couldn't believe that I laughed.
"Suing me? For robbing a Gucci store?!" I chuckled. He smiled.
"Well, since that day I'll definitely do anything to bring you down. Anything that brings you pain. Give you the pain I felt that day." He smiled like a devil. What's going on between these two? What haveManie done?
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Edited: 23 April 2011
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