In the relentless spotlight of fame, Jocelyn West (rising pop princess) and Paige Bueckers' fiery romance ignites, but their struggle with toxic tendencies threatens to consume BOTH their careers, and each other. Who knows if they'll come out alive.
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Paige's hotel room was a tornado of clothes, makeup, and accessories. The bed was strewn with outfits Paige had discarded, the floor littered with shoes, and the vanity table was a chaos of cosmetics. Paige herself was standing in front of the mirror, her brow furrowed in concentration as she scrutinized her appearance for the umpteenth time.
"Does this look alright?" she asked, turning to KK Ice and Aubrey, who were lounging on the sofa, watching her with amused expressions.
"You look fine, P," KK said, leaning back. KK was dressed in a sharp black blazer over a white tee, paired with black skinny jeans and sleek black boots.
"Yeah, you look great," Aubrey chimed in, her outfit just as clean. She wore a navy blue button-up with the sleeves rolled to her elbows, dark denim jeans, and white sneakers. She also had her signature curly fro.
"But does the bun look all right?" Paige persisted, fussing with her slicked-back hair. She was dressed in a white button-up shirt, left open to reveal a black crop top underneath, paired with black jorts. She turned this way and that, trying to get a better look at herself in the mirror.
"Yes, the bun looks great," KK reassured her, trying to keep a straight face.
"Paige, seriously, you need to hurry up. We're gonna be late," Aubrey said, checking the time on her phone.
"Fine, fine," Paige muttered, taking a deep breath. She glanced at Ice and Azzi, who were sitting on the bed, chatting and waiting patiently. Ice was dressed in a red off-the-shoulder top and low-waisted black jeans, her curly hair cascading in waves. Azzi wore a cute light blue dress with a white jacket, her hair styled in soft curls.
"Okay, I think I'm ready," Paige announced, but then immediately panicked. "Wait, where's my phone? I need to text Jocelyn and see when they're getting here."
All four of her friends immediately sprang into action, searching the room for her missing phone. Paige was starting to hyperventilate, rifling through piles of clothes and checking every corner.
"Aubrey, have you seen my phone?" Paige asked, her voice rising in panic.
"No, I haven't. I'm busy," Aubrey replied, her eyes glued to her own phone, where she was texting her girlfriend. Her usually calm demeanor was noticeably stressed.
"What's up, Aubrey?" Azzi asked, pausing her search.
"My girl's not exactly thrilled that I'm going out tonight," Aubrey admitted. "Especially since Dove Mitchell is joining us."
"Dove Mitchell, the supermodel?" Ice exclaimed, her eyebrows shooting up.
"Yeah," Aubrey sighed. "She's convinced Dove is going to try and steal me away."
KK burst out laughing. "She doesn't need to worry. Dove is going to fall in love with me instead." KK said flexing.
The girls rolled their eyes, laughing at KK's joke, but Paige was too distracted to join in. She finally spotted her phone under a pile of clothes on the bed.
