Dee - Part 3

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As I told you at my old school people started disappearing, your probably asking why aren't they coming to you instead. Well no one wanted to be friends with after that because I never had the time to do anything. I was always on a tour bus traveling the world. Yes, it's nice but it gets lonely. I'd like to have someone to talk to, I want to have someone to sit up and chat with all night long. I don't live the normal lifestyle.

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I'm standing on the stage waiting to sing, recognizing all the faces that go to my school. It's really hot up here, I get pretty scared too. Still people screaming my name... Katie, Katie, Katie. "Okay now everybody throw your hands up. Wave them back and forth like this." I sent my hands into a waving motion. My job was to get the crowd ready to come back to my next show. I started singing, my crowd started with me too. People crying, laughing, drunk, dancing. This is what I like to see.

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After my concert walking back from the stage I bumped into a guy. "Oh I'm so sorry!" We grabbed each other's hands making sure not to fall over. I looked up and met eyes with the stranger that I had ran into. He's blue eyes washed over me like water, he's white smile made me blush then gave me butterflies in my stomach. "Oh." I slowly took my hands out of his. "I'm so sorry about that, I wasn't paying attention."
"It's fine. Hey, your Katie." I smiled and nodded. "Your really pretty up in person."
"Oh gosh, thank you. So are you." My eyes widened at my words. "I meant your uh-"
"It's okay." He laughed. Oh man this was gonna kill me. His laugh is perfect, he's perfect. Tell me you've had one of these moments before. Falling in love with strangers when you don't even know their name. "My names Rilen. You should let me text you or something."
"Alright." I smiled and pulled out my phone. This was my "Katie" phone, I can't use my other one because he will know I'm fake.
"Thanks. I'll text you then?" I nodded, smiled and slowly walked to my dressing room.

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