A Part of Me (A Katy Perry Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

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Katy's POV

After deciding to go to stars club which is a pretty cool new club in lower manhattan, we all grabbed our coats and headed to the makeup room. One of the major downsides of being "Katy Perry" is actually being world famous pop-star Katy Perry. Being famous makes it hard to go out and have a good time with your friends but not impossible. If I want to go out I have to disguise myself with wigs and makeup to make sure that no fans or paparazzi discover and follow me. Right now I'm wearing a brunette wig that is in a French braid and I have a thick layer of all different kinds of foundation covering my face. If you didn't know it was me under all of the makeup you wouldn't be able to tell, which is a good thing I guess.

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We've been at the club for hours now and the night has been uneventful. Amazing, and uneventful.

We were all dancing and singing along to the songs and just having a good time. That was until Nick's face went white like he'd seen a ghost. I turned my head around to look at whatever had made Nick uncomfortable but all I saw at the entrance of the club was an over tanned, totally fake blonde girl, who looked like she spent way to much time in clubs.

"Who is that?" I asked.

"Who is who?" Nick asked still staring towards the door in shock.

"Who is that disgustingly fake girl that your staring at?" At spat, throwing my words at him like knifes.

"I don't know what your talking about." He said.

The girl stared walking toward us.

"I think you know exactly who I'm talking about." I was starting to get angry. He obviously knows her!

The girl walked right up to us and said

"Hey Nick, who's your friend?" She asked as if I was a child.

I'm not the one wearing clothes that looked like they wouldn't even fit a five year old. I thought.

"Friend? I'm his fiancé." I said in a defiant tone. "Who are you?" I asked, empathizing the word you with disgust.

"I'm his girlfriend." She replied smiling.

Girlfriend?