Author's Note:
Uuuuuh what did I just write? idk... I might edit later... or not...
"Naomi...” Her father knocks on her bedroom door. “I know you lost all of your friends and popularity, but I know what will help you.” He walks in, Naomi crying inside of her covers.
“Leave me alone! Nothing will help me!”
“Well, you know how much you like to sing, right?”
Naomi goes out of her covers and looks at her father funny. “Go on...”
“Well, I talked to an agent, and he is coming here to see you!”
“Really!?” Naomi hugs her father tightly, but then she stops. “What's the catch?”
“Huh?”
“Whenever something like this happens, there is always a catch!” She looks at her father accusingly.
“OK... you got me. Since nobody knows you're Naomi anymore, I called you Nicole. I just said you were a cousin of Naomi's and you are on a cousin swap program.”
“And they believed it?” Naomi looks shocked. How could anybody be that stupid?
“Yep. The whole thing. They are going to come in a half an hour.”
“WHAT?!” Naomi (or Nicole) frantically moves around the room, getting makeup and clothes. “You should've woken me up earlier!”
“I just called them now!”
“Grr I just need to get dressed. Get out!” She frantically gets dressed and puts on a little bit of makeup. She doesn't want to put too much on too quickly.
The agent comes as “Nicole” finishes putting on lipstick and going downstairs.
“You must be Nicole.”
Naomi stops for a second. “Yeah, I'm Nicole.” She forgot she was called Nicole now. She hasn't been herself ever since the accident... in more ways than one.
“So your uncle Jim told me you were a great singer. That's why I am here. Why don't we go into the kitchen and you can show me what you can do.”
“OK.” They go inside the kitchen, Jim following. A few minutes pass, and Naomi picks the song “Someone Like You” to sing. The agent doesn't look impressed.
“Well, sweetie, I think you need a little more time. I know you had vocal nodules and you couldn't talk or sing for a while, but when you are ready... call me.” He gives her his business card and leaves.
“Well I couldn't talk because I was in a coma...” She grumbles after the agent leaves.
“Well I told him you were Nicole, not Naomi. If he found out you were in a bad car accident, he would know I lied to him and he would blackball you.”
“I can't believe you dad!” Naomi runs inside her room and locks herself in. A little YouTube will cheer her up. “Pewdiepie, why did you have to make me jump with the oculus rift shark? LOL I like the song colorfulxmelody,” Naomi types in. After a half an hour she gets a PM from one of her friends.
“Heey Naomi! I missed you soooooo soooooooooooooooo much! Where have you been? Some girl on Facebook hacked into your account!”
Naomi sighs. Not this again.
“My face was burned and I had to get a new one. That was me!”
“But people said it wasn't you.”
“Well it was, nobody believed me Janet!”
“I believed you... nobody else did. I'm your best friend! Well, one of them... :/”
“Well the others are dead. Thanks for reminding me.”
“Oh my God! I am so sorry! :(”
“Its OK. I was friends with you longer. Plus, they weren't true friends. I just had to be friends with them in order to be popular.”
“Soo... what now?”
“I'll have a different life. Since nobody knows who I am now, I'll be Nicole Desmond, cousin of Naomi Desmond.”
“Where did you get THAT idea?”
“I'll tell you later, but is that a good idea?”
“Yeah!”
“Cool. Plan tomorrow, gonna rest a bit.”
“kk.”
