Together, Forever, Whenever - A Bruno Mars Love Story

New Best Friend?

Tuesday, Paris Apartment, 2:10 P.M

One day after the audition and I've been pacing the floor with my cell phone in my hand waiting for that call to say I got the part, I'm the one who will be getting signed out of all those people who were auditioning. I have been up all night, I couldn't rest, my mind was just too anxious. "Breakfast", I told myself out loud, "I need breakfast". That should put my mind and thoughts on ease for a bit, I can't even recall the last time I ate.

I made my way into the kitchen where I was greeted by my cat Midnight. "Good morning... or afternoon", I said to him and glanced at the clock which read 2:14 P.M. "How long have I been upstairs having anxiety attacks every time my phone lights up? Gosh", I said to him, weirdly expecting for him to say something back but instead he just meowed and rubbed his head against my leg. I poured him some food and went to the pantry to get the POPS cereal, Bit before I could even pour it my phone ringed.

I hesitated a bit, breathing got heavier, chest got hotter, there's that feeling again. I answered it, "Hello?", I said trying not to sound like I just ran 7 blocks. "PARIS! It's Tiara", "I'm sorry, what?", I asked the girl on the phone because the Tiara that I met yesterday gave me her phone number not the other way around. "You know..from yesterday, at the audition. Oh don't tell me you forgot already!", She semi-screamed in my ear while I was pouring the cereal into a bowl and adding in the milk, "No I didn't forget, It's just that....didn't YOU give me YOUR number...how did you get mine?", I asked not trying to sound like 'Why are you calling me creep', which is somewhat true of what I was feeling right now. "Silly, this is New York. Everybody knows everybody. Even if you haven't met them yet", Tiara said laughing, I've only lived in New York for three years, every sense I dropped out of college to pursue a singing career at the age of 20. I'm 22 now going on 23 and I barely know any street names, how long does it take to know EVERYBODY, even if you haven't met them? I thought to myself which was interrupted by Tiara. "SOO, I'm gonna be in New York until Saturday, and I thought ya'know maybe we should go to the mall, get to know each other we might even become best friends!", Tiara exclaimed proudly. If I wasn't in need of friends, like actual human friends, then I would have really thought Tiara was a bit creepy. "Sure, when?", I asked munching down on my cereal. "Right now, i'll be there in 20. Adiós", "wait, you don't have my addr-", And she hung up the phone. I started second guessing my decision to go anywhere with this chick. But I ended up getting dressed anyway.

After about 7 minutes I was finished getting dressed into something simple, vet comfy I made my way downstairs and into the living room. I cut on the T.V and flipped to The Ellen DeGeneres Show since there wasn't anything really on to watch. About five minutes into the show, the door bell rung. "ughh. I don't feel like mooooving.", I said silently but I got up and opened the door to a smiling Tiara. "I guess I shouldn't even ask how you got my address?", I asked holding the door, "Nope.", She said making her way into my apartment...without me even inviting her in. "Wow. You're pretty straight forward, huh?", I asked closing the door behind me. "What do you mean?", she asked looking around the place, picking up ornaments and examining them. "Uh.. never mind... shall we go?", I asked her still standing by the door. "Of course, nice ass apartment by the way.", "Heh, thanks", we was about to head out until she heard the T.V say something about singer Bruno Mars. "Woah wait", She said to me and rushed back in the living room and sat on the couch turning the T.V volume up. "Um..ok?", I made my way back in also and sat down next to her. "You really wanted to watch this?", I asked looking at the T.V screen. Ellen was talking to Bruno about 'the work he's been doing lately' or whatever the hell that means, "Yeah, it's Bruno Mars" she said looking directly at me, "So?", i asked in confusion, "You don't like Bruno Mars, Paris?", Tiara said looking at me kind of disappointed. "He makes great music, no lie but he's just like the rest of these superstars, fake, conceited, and think the whole world revolves around him, not to mention the man-whore part.. that's why I vow to stay myself if I ever make it big", I said looking right back directly at her. "He's not ALL that bad, Paris, he really isn't", "Oh yeah? and how do you know this, Tiara?", i asked putting emphasis on her name, "um..I may have met him once or twice", Tiara said turning her head not wanting to look at me for whatever reason. This girl looked oddly familiar, I know I've seen her somewhere I just can't put my finger on it. "You know, you look really familiar", I said to her while her head was still turned. "Like I said, It's New York.. everybody knows everybody even if you haven't met them yet. ha..ha", she said sounding unsure of it. "But lets not waste time. C'mon! Shoppinggggg!", Tiara said turning the T.V off and grabbing my arm walking out the door.