Chapter Three:
I wake the next morning to my phone blaring in my ears. I glanced at the clock: 7:44 am. I groan, picking up my phone.
"Hello?" I answer, my annoyance threaded into my groggy tone.
"Oh, did I wake you?" a familiar voice questions sympathetically. I laugh. Its Marissa.
"Why are you up so early, Mar?" I ask.
"Because I may have found out more stuff about Kelsey!" she says slyly. Well that woke me up. I sit straight up in my bed.
"You better not be messing with me, Mar." I warn. She laughs through the phone. "I'm serious. I'm not nice in the mornings."
"Let me just say it, ok?" Marissa says, exasperated. "So I found out that she works at the Starbucks in the mall. You and I could go the mall, shop for a bit, then "casually" walk into Starbucks. She'd freak out 'cause she's a Lovatic, and you'd remember her from auditions, and she'd fall in love with you, and live happily ever after." Marissa announces triumphantly.
"You would do that for me?" I squeal excitedly.
"Totally! You're my best friend! I can't let you go alone, it'd be bad for your image. Plus, I so want to meet this girl!" Marissa drawls. I laugh, but my happiness is cut short when a dark thought creeps into my head.
"But what if I'm just a celebrity to her? And all she sees me as is a judge and a singer, instead of someone to be friends with, or more than that even?" I'm so nervous I don't notice that i am rambling, until Marissa jolts me to the present.
"Demi! Calm down! You'll be fine! Even if she does just think of you like that at first, you'll turn her in time. I mean, look at you! You're an amazing, strong, beautiful girl, and she'll come around." I feel tears welling in my eyes, and I briefly shake my head to clear them.
"I wish I could hug you right now." I say, standing up. "I'll meet you at the mall at twelve thirty. Auditions are over in L.A. and we leave for our next city tomorrow night." Marissa agrees to the time and we say our goodbyes before hanging up. I look at the time again. 8:15. I groan, before walking into the bathroom to shower.
Turning the knob to hot, I step in, waiting for the water to heat up. Once it does, I scrub my hair and face, making sure I'm clean and fresh. Not wanting to get out of the comforting water, I stand still, letting the heat flood over me. I think about X-Factor, and how auditions are going. I think about the people who sang one of my songs to win me over. I think about the very few people who impressed me by doing that, and the many who seemed boring and desperate. I think about the couple people who blew me away, and the people who made me smile and dance. I think about the people who touched my heart, and thee ones who made me want to sign them right then. My thoughts trial to Kelsey. She did an amazing job at her audition. She was captivating, smart, tactical, but most of all, a phenomenal singer. Meeting her today will be very awkward, I can already tell. She'll immediately recognize me, but how will I react to seeing her? I'll automatically want to point her out to Marissa, but I'll draw attention to her, and us.
I feel the water turn cold, and immediately step out of the shower. How long was I in? Deciding against finding out, I put on jeans and a white blouse that flows down past my hips. I straighten my hair, and apply light makeup. Since I'm only going to the mall, I don't want to look to covered up. I walk into the kitchen and grab an apple. I decide to look at the clock. 11:45. Since I took a long time to get ready, I give myself the benefit of the doubt, telling myself I took a reasonable shower. Realizing I should leave, I text Marissa, telling her I'm on my way, before walking out the door and driving to the mall.
Once there, I text Marissa, telling her I'm in Forever 21. I walk around the store, looking at cute dresses, when hands cover my eyes from behind.
"Guess who?" An over-dramatic guy voice asks.
"Is it Simon?" I say, mimicking her low voice and stifling a laugh. Throwing her hands back, she lets out a groan of frustration.
"You weren't supposed to guess correctly!" She announces as I turn to face her.
"I'm just that good." I say, winking. She laughs, before turning serious.
"Ready?"
"As I'll ever be."
"Let's go."
We link arms and walk towards Starbucks. As we grow closer and closer, my nerves grow higher and higher. Eventually, it comes into view, and I stop dead. I notice purple hair and immediately recognize Kelsey.
"What's up?" Marissa asks, waving a hand in front of my face. Blinking rapidly, I look at my best friend.
"I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do, I can't do this!" I say frantically. Marissa takes my hands in hers, looking me in the eyes.
"You'll be just fine. She already loves you." Marissa encourages. I nod, before linking arms with her and walking into Starbucks.
"Hey Kelsey! It's Friday!" A woman washing tables announces. Kelsey smiles, before walking over to the speakers and plugging in her phone. Pushing play, Kelsey walks to the middle of the store. Once the music starts, she begins doing a flurry of hip hop dance moves. It sounds like a dustep song, but it also seems very familiar.
"I'm a fire starter, make your blood run faster."
It's my song.
And she's rocking it.
I look over at Marissa, who is grinning at me, and lean over to whisper in her ear, "That's her." She nods, and we both look back at Kelsey. She finishes with her head down. Once everyone erupts into cheers, she looks up waves. Feeling confident, I walk up to her.
"Nice moves."
A/N: Thank you guys SO much for all the love you guys have given me. It really means a lot to me, especially my other story Strangely Dim. I'll try to update as much as possible, I just don't always have access to the laptop (since our other computer broke my family shares this one laptop, and my sister likes checking Facebook 24/7) so I'll do my best. Thank you guys for everything, continue to vote and comment! Love you all <3
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