I sat at my small makeup desk, rubbing what they had told me to on my face. I was more excited than I had ever been. I mean, I was opening for Viva Nash! THE Viva Nash!
"Curtain in 10!" I heard the manager yell. I stood up, brushed myself off, and checked my appearance one more time.
I was wearing a tye dye sweatshirt over tye dye leggings. I had on a white sweater, a dark blue skirt, and tan sparkly boots that matched Viva's!!!!
My dark hair was pulled into a bun on the top of my head. I had on a silver sun, moon, and stars headband. I had on light blue eyeshadow, pale pink cheeks, and pale blue lips. I looked so different than I did playing basketball.
I had played basketball for a few years, when I was a kid. But, then, some genius scout gave me a basketball scholarship. To Princeton. The college of my dreams! How could I say no? So, I took it.
But, this might be my chance to do something I really love.
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Ficção GeralViva Nash is the biggest pop sensation of the century. But, deep down, she wants to play in the WNBA. As she climbs the charts, her spirits fall. Until she meets someone that could change her life forever... ...
