Cost Of Fame (Bey & Jay)

Chapter 7

It took me several playbacks and convincing myself to actually post the video, but I finally gave in and posted it a couple hours ago, I was amazed at the praise the video was getting, I had hundreds of comments of congratulations and people reposting the video. Many of them had also tagged Beyonce, so I hoped she choosed me.

It had been announced that the winner will be revealed at 8pm EST tonight. It was only four, and I was already a nervous wreck. 

I had changed out of the sundress and was clad in a simple white tee and shorts. I drank some lemonade as I sat outside and watched the hype on instagram.

So far only the fan in first place and myself had posted videos. She had recorded a video of her boyfriend and herself singing lines of Mine  to each other. Apparently her boyfriend was supposed to be Drake. What made theirs different to my video was the fact that their's was made with the Musical.ly app, so instead of actual singing, they were lip syncing.

It was cute, but if it was cute enough for first place, I didn't know. Only time will tell what happens.

A few minutes later a new notification popped up.

JustMaya mentioed you in a comment: ""

I clicked the video instantly, it came from the user in second place. Number1Hiver. A smiling girl in a wheelchair sat staring into the camera. She flashed a million watt smile and began to speak, it seemed like a mock interview.

"My favorite song on the album has to be No Angel, but the entire album is simply musical genius." She said. Did that sentence make any sense? I thought and immediately felt bad aferward.

"My only wish, besides being able to walk of course, is to wheel right in to that stadium and witness the best artist that ever lived, before I leave this earth at this  tender age."

It suddenly dawned on me what this was, whether this girl was actually wheelchair-bound, I realized she had perfected the art of acting. The way she flashed that sickly sweet smile, the way her eyes twinkled, everything down to the number one fan T-sirt she wore and the pink blanket that lay over her legs.

Right before the video ended the camera panned up to her face and one single tear fell from her eyes. This girl was a natural. She didn't look like a local but Trinidad's nationals were so diversified you couldn't tell who was who. She sounded local enough, though.

I watched the likes and comments pouring in with well wishers wishing her good luck, and tagging Beyonce. Her likes soared right before my eyes.

It was then I realized that this second place girl had not only beaten me, but she would definitely beat the first place girl as well.

A text came on my phone from Maya; "Disability card? really? Praying for a miracle"

If this was what my upbeat, optimistic friend had thought about the situation, it dawned on me that I didn't stand a chance. My chances were slim to none now.

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Things are looking hopeless for Nina Medina huh..

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