I'm not really the type to be in the spotlight, all I have going for me is my little side gig in the street. It's humiliating to be honest, people saying words and me repeating them in this god awful voice. They get entertained in exchange for my pride and dignity. Being nobody is not easy, I wish I could just be Angela. Look at her, she has everything she wants, sold-out shows, designer brands, die-hard fans. When will I ever get the fame she has. I hate her for that, why does she get to have everything I can't have. We basically grew up together, the same neighborhood, the same school, the same friends. Yet, what went wrong with me? What went right for her? The last time I ever talked to her was the end of highschool. After that, she received countless contracts for differing companies because of her being the star of our end-of-school play. I was in the play too but why did I never get the same amount of recognition she did? I hate her porcelain white fur, her glistening blue eyes, her refreshing voice.
As I walk down the street I see flyers for Angela's latest show, it's in town. I think to myself, "Might as well buy one and see what she's made of", deciding to buy a ticket. I've never been to any of her shows out of pure spite, but I'm too miserable right now to even put my pride up. I guess it's not a big deal anyway. I wait for the time to pass by, tick by tick of this clock that's probably older than me. It came with renting the apartment. This apartment might just be the number one most cramped place in all of Talkpolis. Finally, I see the time tick to 4:50. The show starts at 5:00, I better get going.
As I make my way to the venue, it's no joke how many fans Angela really has. The streets are filled with people wearing Angela themed paraphernalia. Geez, what's wrong with this society. This is mindless infatuation. I can't take this craziness. I reach the place, I enter and find my seat. The show is about to start, the lights go dark, the room goes quiet. Suddenly the stage lights up, there goes Angela. She's sparkling, literally. Her outfit is studded with pink gems. The fans go wild, really, I can't believe how she got this famous. It's not even that big of a deal. This is just like every other concert so far, what's so different? Just then, she starts to sing. Damn. She's improved, a lot. I get goosebumps. Her voice, oh her voice. I don't know why I ever hated her this much. It was a one-sided hate-relationship but, wow. I'm speechless.
The concert ends, and all I can say is that I'm truthfully amazed. As I head out of the building I decide I might grab a bite to eat. I order a burger for take-out and head to the boulevard. It's always been my favorite place to go for some peace and quiet. The moon's reflection on the sea is mesmerizing. Even if my life is this miserable, times like this still give me a bit of joy. It's moments like this that give me motivation. Even after I finish my burger, I stay a while. Gazing at the stars, trying to guess which constellations are which as if the last time i read about stars wasn't in 10th grade.
"Tom?"
I turn my head, it's almost 2:00 AM, who in their right mind would be calling my name out so boldly? A figure approaches me, as they get closer to the light I realize its... "Angela?"
She let's out a little chuckle, "I'm surprised you still remember me. It's been a while huh."
"Yeah, yeah. It's... it's been a while." Trying to let out the least forced smile I could muster. "What brings you here?"
"Me? Oh, I've always liked this place even in high school. I just never had time between my busy schedules and interviews back then. I'm surprised you're here too haha"
"Right. I guess I always liked this place too. The sound of the ocean waves are always so comforting. The moon's dim light creates a moody tone, the stars never-changing." I reply.
"What's going with you these days? Got a girlfriend? How's life treating ya?"
The audacity of her to act as if we're still as close as before. "No, nothing is happening in my life. I've got to go now, it's getting late."
"Oh- all right. See you I guess? I'll still be in town for a few days" She smiled before bidding me a fitting goodbye.
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A Star's Reflection | TOM X ANGELA FANFICTION
FanfictionTom is your usual "just trying to get by" guy while Angela is the biggest star at the moment. How do these two with polar opposite lives find their way to eachother? How do their pasts find a way to mess with their future? Read to find out.
