"Too many performances !!" I yell as I flop down on the couch and scream into a pillow. Isaac comes up to me and laughs. He pushes my legs off the couch and sits down next to me, "Ariana, you only have 1 more. You'll survive." I sit up and sigh. "I know but I just need a vacation or something. I love performing, I just don't like performing so much at once. I need a break." I say as I lay my head down on Isaac's shoulder. "Like I said, you'll survive." He chuckles as he puts his head on mine. I look at the clock and I realize its 12:30 and i have to get up at 6 so I just close my eyes and dream. I dream of performing and wearing a gorgeous light pink dress that's the length I love. It has sparkles and my hair is down and with bouncy curls. I'm wearing white sparkly heels and a headband with little cat ears at the top. I walk out on stage and I start singing Tattooed Heart to all my screaming and adoring fans. Then, I walk up to the front and I trip over the edge and fall onto some of my fans. Some are hurt, so I jump up and help them. Everyone else in the crowd is screaming bad stuff at me and saying I'm a monster. I wake up crying but I'm in the arms of somebody. I realize its Frankie. He's calming me down, so I look up at him and he smiles at me. I give a little grin and look down. With tears falling from my cheeks. "I don't want to perform Frankie. I don't."
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