𝙎𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙮 { 𝙖 𝙅𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮}

*all in the hips*

You're about to learn that being a pop star is not as easy as it sounds. Who knew you had to remember so many dance moves ?

OMG! Jamie flatters? I gasped as my heartbeat was increasing by the second.
"Look you and I need to talk." He said in a frustrated voice.
We do? I asked, trying to keep my cool which I had probably lost by now. The look on his chiseled face told me everything.
" I know you're not the real Anna. Donald told me."
Okay... I replied. I'm gonna be honest that didn't sound as serious as I'd expected.
" so there are some things that need to be figured out between us." He explained refusing to look me in the eye.
There are?
" didn't you know?" He asked whilst he looked out the window glancing at the beautiful, breathtaking view.
Know what? I asked looking beyond confused.
"Anna and I are dating." He continued, briefly glancing over at me, then turning his gaze back towards the window.
Ohh.. I rolled my eyes (honestly had no idea they were dating.)
no I didn't know that. I told him. His eyebrows furrowed at my words. He turned to face me for once, looking into my eyes.
" aren't you up to date on celebrity gossip? " he questioned still glaring at me. I tried to keep a straight face, but failed causing myself to bust out laughing. Sorry. I—
"Actually, never mind. I don't really care." He said.
Umm..that comment was a bit uncalled for. I complained, shocked at his words. I didn't expect him to be so rude.
"Whatever." He said whist covering his hand over his mouth to yawn. "First, you should know that the relationship between Anna and I is fake. Faker than ours will be." He explained with another yawn.
(If only Maria heard that)
Ours? I asked with a slight hesitation and a stern expression.
"She and I were only dating for the publicity. I've got a new movie... she's got her tour...it was a win win for the both of us." He added.
Well I suppose it was, before she 'disappeared'. I assumed.
"Do you think that's funny?" Jamie replied with a straight and serious face.
Kind of, yeah. I answered with a little smirk to annoy him even more. He was definitely not in the mood, and to be honest, neither was I.
"Anyway, you and I have to appear together in public a few times this week." He informed. "Dinner, dancing... the whole shebang."
But— just as I was about to continue, I was rudely interrupted AGAIN by Jamie.
"Donald is on board with it."
Oh, well if Donald is on board.... I replied in a soft tone.
"Everyone would wonder if we weren't seen together. And I don't have time to deal with breakup rumours right now."
Uhmmmm... wow, this is crazy. I confessed. So you two are really fake dating? I questioned.
"It wasn't my idea. Blame it on our managers." He told me with a huge sigh.
I just think— I was interrupted for the 3rd time.
"It doesn't matter what you think. I'm not too tickled about the idea either. Just look at it this way... you'll get the fame you're so obviously after—" he was interrupted, by me that time.

EXCUSE ME! FAME? I began to shout. What the fuck are you talking about?
"Why else would you agree to become Anna? Clearly you want attention." He yawned again which really started to piss me off. And the fact he was so quick to assume.

WOW, you have some nerve. -I began to flip out. For your information... not everyone's idea of a good life is starring in shit movies and fake-dating other celebs. Some of us need money- to pay hospital bills. Having a sister that needs a new heart changes your perspective, you know. Now, I will do whatever is necessary for this to work. But when the cameras aren't here, STAY OUT OF MY WAY! I yelled as I walked out of the room leaving Jamie with a shocked reaction to my story.

"BY THE WAY YOUR LAST MOVIE WAS TERRIBLE!" I exclaimed from a distance enough for him to hear as I continued to walk away from him. Jeez some people!
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The next day....
It was now the first day of officially becoming Anna, and I had no idea what was planned for the day. All that I was told, was to meet Donald in studio one at 9am. As I arrived in the studio to meet him, I explored the room, noticing a huge mirror covering the whole wall and a large black radio speaker perched on the floor in the centre of the room where Donald was stood. He moved his arm back and forth, gesturing me to come towards him.

"I hope you slept well. Because today will be the most important day of the 2 weeks we have for you." Donald explained.
Why is that?
"You need to learn all the dances.. learn the lyrics of all her songs..and memorise all her cues."
Oh god.. I replied placing my hand over my forehead.
Is that all? I asked sarcastically.
"And I need to impress upon you the importance of learning her mannerisms. Every time she leaves a room she doesn't walk... she ANNAYS."
She what? I replied with my eyebrows furrowed and a confused expression on my face.
"Annays." He repeated. "It's known as the Anna Annay. All in the hips. Hips! " he explained whilst attempting his best impression of the annay.
Woah! I began to giggle.
"I'm sure it will be easy enough for you to pick up. Maudie will help." He reassured.
Um hi.
"I'll leave you two gals to it. I have some calls to make for your photo shoot tomorrow morning."
So— I began, killing the awkward tension.
"How's you're rhythm?" She questioned.
Pretty good—
"Have you ever done a standard 8 count set?" Maudie asked.
A what?
"And what the hell do you have on you're feet? WARDROBE!" She yelled.
(This will be... interesting.)

A few moments later, memorising the movements.

"It's LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT! Not RIGHT, LEFT, RIGHT! You start moving on the lyric.." Maudie yelled, pointing a finger to my chest.
"The party starts here, and then it's LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT." She repeated continuously.
Um...wait, do that on the first time she says that or the second? I asked, unsure of her instructions.
"The first! And every time after." She replied with a frustrated sigh and both hands on her hips.
But then do I do the hip roll? I then asked, slightly hesitant to ask at first.
"After the second chorus! Haven't you been listening."
I'm sorry. I'm really trying my hardest.
"You're best has to get better. Now let's take it from the top." She suggested.
Okay so right—
"LEFT!" She yelled right at my face. "I need some air. We'll regroup in five."
(I'm making such a fool of myself. At least the audience will be entertained.)
"Rough start?" Said another voice.
You could say that.
"I'm Darcy." She introduced herself. " one of Anna's backup dancers."
It's nice to meet you.
"I've been watching you all day. You really look just like her."
Thanks...
"However, you seem a lot nicer that she is." She whispered.
From what I'm hearing....she wasn't the easiest person to get along with. I told her.
"Not really. And super unreliable."
Well..at least she could dance. I said with my arms crossed.
"That she could. Hmm. Do you want any advice?"
(I really couldn't be bothered to listen to advice)
No, that's ok. You guys are super busy. You shouldn't have to worry about me.
" it's really no trouble. So just let me know if you change you're mind."
I appreciate it. I said with a smile.
"Don't worry you'll get the hang of it! Good luck." She waved and headed back towards the other dancers.
(Yeah... good luck. I'll definitely need it.)

A few hours later still practicing, I was getting the hand of it now.
"Hmm. It's still needs work. But it will have to do." Maudie explained.
I'll keep practicing. So...what's next?
"We need to get you in the next session. Learning the lyrics."
A few moments later...

"Your love fills me up...I fall deep in you're arms...you love holds me close..keeps me safe from all harm..." the man continuously repeated.
Okay, I think I can remember that.
"What was the first line?"
Umm.. your love..fills me up. Your love fills me up.
"Correct."
(Phew)
"Next one...the party gets going..when I walk into the room...I kept the party going....from midnight to noon..."
Okay midnight to noon.
"When does the party get going?"
When she walks...walks into the room!
"YES! Great job! You're really getting the hang of this."
Thank you. I replied.
"Now from the top."
After a few hours....

"You had a long day. Why don't you head back to Anna's. You deserve some pampering. I'll have the chef prepare something nice. Make sure to have enough rest. Tomorrow we've got photoshoots and a date with Jamie. Can't have bags under you're eyes!" Suggested Donald
Sounds good. I agreed.

As I made my way through the parking lot to Anna's apartment, everything was so quiet and peaceful. That was until I heard a woman shout.
"Anna! Anna over here!" The woman said taking millions of photos.
(Oh no it was the paparazzi! For god sake.)
"Have you released you're new perfume yet? How is the tour going? Is there any reason you didn't go to Gaga's birthday?! Anna, tell us about JAMIE! " he continued, taking more photos of me. My heartbeat was beating rapidly making me feel stressed and worst of all I had no idea what to say!
(Oh my god!)

A/N: what will you say to the paparazzi? will your so called boyfriend save you from the lights and the flicks of the cameras?...