The Mystery What???

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I just have to say I am sorry for the language I use in this chapter and maybe in the next ones' too and sorry if I insult somehow someone that likes this song. I don't hate it but it was the best example I could come up with what kind of music she doesn't like to sing.
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Half an hour has passed from the moment the blonde girl took me to OUR room.

'Hope she doesn't like glitter' Was my thought when I learned I would be staying with her and her cousin.

We are in the tourist trap at the moment. I was sitting on the desk, the boy with the white hair on the chair behind me, reading a book, and the girl on the floor playing with the chicken.

'I am starting to feel really sorry for the little guy' is all I think when I look at the kitchen trying to escape.

I am listening to the new song my manager wants me to learn. He already had made the music without my opinion AND wrote the lyrics for me to learn by heart!

'I have to say, the lyrics are stupid, even the chicken can write better ones!'

Just at the minute, the music is getting good, the chicken jumps on me, making me both scream and drop my phone.

"Scrapbook!" The girl screams after she takes my photo.

'BOY!!!!.... I will have to learn how not to get angry THAT easily!'. I took a big breath and I let the chicken go. It fell into the ground really hard but it was fine.

I start to look for my phone but I can't find it anywhere. I search in all sorts of places, beneath the desk, beneath the chicken and all but nothing. Then I hear the blonde girl...

"Hey, this is pretty nice!!" She was listening to my music. Reading my messages. With my phone.

"Give me that!" I say and I grab it from her hands.

"Hey, I was listening to that!" She whines before crossing her arms on her chest.

"Did I say that you could listen to that? No!" She says something under her breath but I don't quite catch it as the white-haired guy speaks up.

"Why are you acting like this? You aren't anything more special than us!" I grin knowing the truth and hear a gasp from behind me.

"Gid, don't you know who she is? She is THE famous (Y/n) (L/n)!! The singer AND actor! They say that her performances are magical!!!" She was too excited while the boy wasn't looking too interested and he didn't even lift his head off of his book.

"Mhmm... Interesting.." he murmurs. A guy comes in with a redhead girl beside him. He was wearing a green and red t-shirt while the girl was wearing a black jacket with a heart on it.

"This is Wendy and Robbie. Robbie works here and Wendy is his girlfriend." The girl tells me and I just nod. I am not very interested, to be honest.

"Oh, we forgot to introduce ourselves Gid!! My name is Pacifica Southeast and this is my cousin Gideon Pines!" I look at the boy and he wasn't even looking at us.

"Well, my name is (Y/n) (L/n). I am a singer and an actor so you might have heard of me." I say mostly so Gideon could hear.

"Well nice to meet you (Y/n)." Robbie's voice could be heard from behind me and when I looked at him he had a wide smile.

"Is it true that you use magic to your performances and sometimes hypnotizes the crowd and make them clap and like your music?" The red-headed girl asks.

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