Mirage (A Ray Ray Love Story)

-----Kalilah's POV-----

Bright lights...thousands upon thousands of screaming people wanting to be entertained....My palms began to sweat as the D.j. introduced me. "Finally!" I thought to myself. "This is it! My first show..." With my stomach in knots and my hands clenched on my mic, I began to walk on stage as the D.j. said my name. Here goes nothing.....

Sweating with my hair sticking to my forehead, I woke up from my reoccurring dream. I've been having this dream every since I decided to move to Los Angeles with my mom to pursue my dreams of being a singer. I've wanted to be a singer since I was a little girl and now at 17, I'm finally going after it. I'm a little nevous about starting my life over in L.A.. I mean I've lived in Philly my whole life... That's probably the reason why I've been having this dream for the past week.

Out of curiosity, I looked at the clock to check the time. "Oh shit!" I said. It was 10:00 am. I have to leave the house at 12 and I havent even started packing yet. Not to mention that I've lived here for 17 years which leaves almost 17 years worth of stuff to pack up. This is going to be hell....

--------An hour and a half later---------

I've finally finished packing and now the only thing that was left to do was to prepare myself for this flight. I grabbed my towel and headed to the bathroom. Usually I'd take maybe a 45 minute shower but knowing I have a flight to catch, I'll have to be quick. I finally got the water temperature right and began to undress. I stepped into the shower immediately feeling my nervousness go down the drain with the hot water that ran over my body. So many thoughts ran through my mind as I showered.....

" Do you really want to do this?"....

" What if you go and nothing changes?

"What if you don't become a star?"

I began to worry as I thought more into it. I shook my head to snap myself out of it. I grabbed my loufa and squeezed some of my favorite honeydew body wash on it. The smell instantly put me in a trance. I felt good all over and I felt even better about the changes I'm making in my life...

Being fully aware of the fact that I have a flight to catch I quickly conditioned my hair and hopped out the shower. I then lotioned myself up, threw on my 2wice hoodie and some random sweats with my Nike flip flops and headed downstairs where all my luggage was. Since I don't have a car at the moment, I needed to be dropped off at the airport by my dad... and just as I expected he's not even here. He never gives a fuck about anything that doesn't have shit to do with him. He's always been a selfish bastard and I can't wait to get away from him. He has 10 minutes to be here or I'll miss my flight and if I miss this flight I'm gonna go off. I see why my mom left his ass...