Mirror Mirror

CHAPTER 2:

The rest of dance went by pretty quickly. We practiced the group dance and I practiced my duet with Kendall. I love doing duets with Kendall, we dance so well together. On the way home, my social media manager reminded me that it was monday, I have to post a quote on "motivational monday" something about being a better role model. I sighed, two more months and I wouldn't have to post things like this, I would be in charge of my Instagram. I posted the photo and waited a few minutes. The likes and comments started coming in, my phone always crashes every time I post. 1000, 5000, 10000 likes. They just kept coming. And the comments. The comments were exploding! "You are such an inspiration Maddie!" And "ilysm you are an amazing dancer ❤️❤️" I read through a few of the comments with a blank expression on my face. 5 MILLION followers. Why? Why am I so popular.

I got up and went into my ensuite. I looked in my mirror. Why? Why me? What ever did I do to deserve this fame? I pulled my hair back behind my head. I saw that familiar face staring back at me. Madison. The one who started it all.
No. I'm just being stupid. I'm me, Maddie, Madison, whatever. Why do I feel like this. I am one person, I did this. I deserve this.
I told myself over and over again but it didn't stop me feeling like I was stealing somebody else's fame.
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"MADDIE!" It was mom.
Oh yeah, I thought to myself. It's Thursday. I'm shooting that scene for Nickelodeon today. Cool! I grabbed my stuff and got in the car.
"Me and mom are going shopping while you're at the shoot" Kenzie said. "We're gonna get ICE CREAM!" She seemed more excited about getting ice cream than I was about filming.
"Cool." I said. "Get me a new lipstick will you? Chanel."
A couple years ago my sister would have refused to buy me a chocolate bar let alone a Chanel lipstick! I don't even know how much they are, I just use my debit card. Fame definitely does its wonders!
I kept silent for the rest of the journey. The same sentences kept going round in my head. I'm a millionaire. I can buy whatever the heck I want. All because of one video. One music video.