Apple Lollipop's Secret Life

Miss Lollipop

I hurried back to the apartment I shared with my sister.

In a grey hoodie with large sunglasses, I snuck into the back door parking entrance to my apartment complex. As quick as I could, keeping my head down I got into the elevator and pressed number 14. Glancing up when the elevator opened in the lobby I saw Kyle Carter, A-list actor and my neighbor, running to the elevator as someone else was coming in. It seemed as if his fans had found out where he lives and now he can't escape them. I hoped he would not ask to stop the elevator. 

"Hey please hold the elevator", Kyle called out. DAMN IT! I was hoping I could escape. The person who had entered the elevator held the doors open, I looked at the person and realized it was none other than Jackson Kole, teen heartthrob and former child star turned musician. How could I not know he lived in this building? Oh, wait he could just be visiting someone (sigh of relief)... 

Kyle entered the elevator as I backed into the left corner, away from the button panel with my head down so he could not see my face even with my massive sunglasses. 

"Thanks, man," He said to Jackson.

"No problem, I was coming to see you anyways," Jackson replied. They continue small talk while I cowered into the corner hoping they would not notice me.

Ding! As the elevator doors opened their discussion was getting heated and they did not step out. I slowly nudged my way out accidentally bumping into Jackson, who turns to look at me.

Squeaking at the sudden attention, I ran to my apartment and unlocked the door as fast as I could. Once I had closed and locked my door, I slumped to the ground in relief. Taking a glance up, I saw the maid and my assistant both of whom knew my secret. Luckily for me my maid, Jessica was androphobic, so the strange behavior I portrayed could be pushed off onto her. 

"If Jackson Kole or KyleCarter come to the door, tell them Jessica was the one who came out of the elevator just now," I told Natalie, my assistant. 

"Did they see you, Miss Lee?" Jessica asked, as I took off my giant hoodie and sunglasses.

"Jackson caught a glimpse, but I can't be sure," I said. I ran to the giant room I alterted from a library to my closet, I put on a blue haired wig and a black and white striped v-neck, purple skinny jeans and black zip up converse in a matter of three minutes. 

Axel F was my doorbell ring sound. And it suddenly played, I knew it was one those heartthrobs from the elevator but when I opened the door it was both of them. 

"Oh, um. Hi Apple. I saw someone run in here and I thought it might have been you but that's just weird... And I was actually here to apologise to whoever I scared in the elevator," Jackson explained. 

"Oh that must have been Jessica, don't worry about it. She's got androphobia, which is a fear of men so I think she'll live without the face to face apology," I attempted to send them away with subtlety. However they couldn't take a hint. 

Kyle quickly spews," We just want to make sure she's alright, and that she didn't catch what we were talking about in the elevator. It's not something we want to make-" he was cut off my Jessica's high pitched voice.

"Miss Apple, I brought your cheesecake and soda," Jessica carried out a tray of snacks as she was walking to my living room, then she froze at the sight of Kyle and Jackson. A stricken look of absolute terror on her face as we all faced her. 

I broke the awkward silence, "Please take it to the music room Jess." And turned closing the door slightly to block Jackson and Kyle from view. "As you can see she's very unlikely to even speak with a man but if you want her to sign a non-disclosure agreement if you think it's necessary. She already signed a few for me and as part of her live in residency agreement." 

"I don't think we need to go that far," Kyle stuttered out. Jackson nodded in agreement and we said a "polite see you around neighbor." With that I shut the door and let out a sigh of relief. 

Jessica was in the music room calm after the sight of two men struck fear into her heart. Most-likely she needed to cry or excercise some sort of catharsis. I told her to take the rest of the day off, and the day after as well. She sagged a little but held her composure while in my line of sight. 

Natalie was in the sound proof recording room talking on the phone, probably tightening my schedule so everything would be flawless for the next couple of days. I had a photoshoot, a radio interview and a lunch reservation at a new restaurant for publicity. 

Twitter Conversation: 

MissAppleRox: Jess I shall miss your cooking for the next two days!!! D= @JessicaMaidForApple

MissAppleRox: @JacksKoleX @Kyle_Carter_Official Next time you guys should crossdress I'm sure Jess would love it. ^.^

JacksKoleX: @MissAppleRox @Kyle_Carter_Official Maybe we will ;D I'm really sorry for scaring her. 

Kyle_Carter_Official: @JacksKoleX @MissAppleRox Speak for yourself... I still have my dignity. Althought I'm sorry too. 

MissAppleRox: I'm still confused. Are they fighting or playing? Make up your minds and don't say frenemies. @UnnaturalWalkingDiaries  

I logged off twitter and went on to my tumblr. (blogging and fangirling website) I reblogged most of the things Ellen posted and then posted old lyrics and tour photos of me with other bands. 

A couple hours later after my internetmania, I went out to the lobby of my fancy apartment complex to pickup the chinese take out I ordered. I love Dragon21 Chinese Take-Out. Security tightened up after the Kyle incident earlier in the day.

I went and waited for the elevator to come down after picking up my dinner. Once again deafening screams breached the lobby as Dylan Cane, Emma and Nate Karmin came rushing into the lobby fangirls and paparazzi flooding towards them as bodyguards and  security kept them at bay. Dylan, Emma, and Nate are Jackson's bandmates meaning they would go up the elevator with me. Thank God I had yet to change out of my wig. 

"Sup Apple?" Emma and Nate said at the same time, for a married couple they acted more like twins. Their outfits were dressed all couply and matching in their pop-punk fashions. 

"Jackson scared my maid, I gave her a couple days off. And now I'm waiting for the elevator so I can go home and eat the food I ordered because I can't cook to save my life. And the paparazzi have pictures of me living here so they can follow me home and stalk me but other than that I'm great," I replied with sarcasm and sass. We got in the elevator while I was talking.

"Tough Luck. Sorry about the paparazzi," Dylan apologised.  

"No worries the paparazzi is mostly Kyle's fault, Laters." 

I walked into my apartment while they went to Kyle's door. Interacting with superstars and paparazzi was not a big deal for me. My biggest concern was trying to keep my secret life secret. 

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