Secret Identity

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AU, so the Sides are real people.

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Princey waved a last goodbye to the crowd before going backstage. They're yelling "encore" and cheering loudly as he passed off his microphone to a stagehand.

He's exhausted and his ears were ringing from just performing his concert, but he doesn't have time to breathe before he's being ushered away. They had to hurry before the fans all realized he wasn't coming out to sing another song.

He has security guards in front of him and behind him as they're rushing down the hallways of the arena. There are still random people in black outfits catering to him as they're walking, and he can't help but feel confused at all of them.

A black coat is draped over his shoulders and someone pulls the hood up over his purple hair. Another security officer joins them when they round a corner and moves to stand next to him in preparation for any fans that might be standing outside the exit.

When the leading security guard bursts open the door, there were two other officers standing outside the door already holding back a crowd of fans. Princey can't help but smile at their enthusiasm, but the guard next to him pulls his hood down lower over his face and puts a hand on his back. He's pushed through the crowd by the officers surrounding him as the fans scream and try to take pictures.

The door to a security vehicle was opened just as he got there and he was ushered inside, door closing and locked behind him. He sinks into the seat, releasing a large breath.

Logan, his best friend and personal advisor, was already in the security truck sitting across from him. He didn't even look up as Princey entered, too busy scrolling on his tablet.

The singer watches the crowd through the blacked-out windows with a smile as the truck drives away. He knew it was going to be a while before the truck would stop because it would always drive around to make sure they weren't being followed.

Princey takes off his white, red and gold outfit carefully as Logan starts talking to him, still not even looking up. "You have an interview for Dragon Witch tomorrow morning at 9."

The actor groans as he puts on an old t-shirt and pair of shorts that was in the truck. Logan continues. "Do not forget. You need to do this movie interview because people still confuse you with Prince."

"Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah..." Princey mumbles as he starts to brush his hair, getting most of the bright purple hair chalk out of it.

Logan looks up over the rims of his black glasses, knowing the star wasn't really listening. "And you also need this interview to promote the movie if you want to be more well-known in the movie industry to have the odds in your favor for your audition on Thursday."

Princey looks in a mirror and takes out his blue eye contacts, putting them in their case. He ruffles his hair, looking at the now mostly brown color. "Uh huh..."

"Roman."

Roman looks up at him to see Logan staring. "This is serious. I would advise you not to go out tonight as you like to do after performances."

Logan places a hat on Roman's head. Adjusting it, Roman salutes. "Yes sir."

Eventually, they pull into a parking garage. A security guard makes sure that nobody was watching them before opening the door. Roman gets out and leaves in his personal car, Logan getting in his own car and driving away.

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Roman knocks on his neighbor's door, hoping to ask to borrow something. As soon as the door opens, Roman can't help but laugh as he hears his own song in the background of the apartment.

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