The Acting Project

Birthday Surprise?

9

Birthday Surprise?

“Every year on your birthday, you get a chance to start new.” – Sammy Hagar.

    Who am I kidding I wont be able to fall asleep now. I just lied there. All alone. Wide awake. I must have fallen asleep. Because next thing I remember is the alarm was going off. I put on extra piercings, tattoos and makeup. I wasn’t gonna risk anything!

    Just like Piper said paparazzi was everywhere. Over one little tweet. Some were doing interviews with regular townspeople. Some were taking pictures of girls. Maybe they were trying to start gossip saying they found Harry Grey’s new girlfriend. So I fix up my little cart and it’s not long before Madame Clouis walks over.

“What is with all of these people with the cameras? I haven’t seen so many tourists here in a long time.” She looks around like I do.

“Madame, these people aren’t tourist. They are paparazzi.” I inform her.

“Paparazzi?”

“They are people that like to take pictures and start rumors. Quite pointless.” I shake my head.

“I would say so as well. Looks like I have customers. Good bye my dear.” She kisses both my cheeks.

“Good bye.” I say as she walks off.

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    It was about noon when I was eating my lunch and talking to Piper and someone comes up behind me. I get scared easily too.

“Boo.” They grab onto my sides and scare the begebes outta me. I let out a scream but Piper covers my mouth in time or I would have been louder.

“Hello.” This guy takes a seat next to me.

“Do we know you?” Piper says and he pulls down his sunglasses a little and winks. I can see his beautiful blue eyes for a moment before he puts his glasses back up.

“Harry?” I lean closer to him.

“Shhh.” He covers my mouth.

“What happened to you? I don’t like the blonde hair.” I pick at the shaggy blonde wig.

“With all of the paparazzi, the guys and I still wanted to have fun. So our agent got us disguises.” He smiles.

“I’m digging the shaggy hair and the piercing. It’s far out.” Piper says in hippy form, giving the peace sign with her fingers.

“Harry, this is my friend and roommate, Piper.” I motion to the crazy lady sitting next me.

“Hello.” He says.

“Peace!” She says.

“She is doing the same kind of project. Why are you here?” Trying not to sound rude.

“I needed to explain.” He moves his chair close to mine.

“Oh what for?” I say in an ‘I already know what you are going to say’ voice.

“Why all of the paparazzi are here.” He says.

“Oh we just thought some famous band was in town.” I give him a grin.

“I put something on twitter and it has started a wildfire.” He says with a guilty face. 

“Really? What did it say?” Piper said looking a little too innocent.

“I just said something a tad personal. Nothing big, but to the paparazzi it’s huge.”

“I bet its tasty,” says Piper.