Perfectly British In An American Dream

Chapter 17

'I know who your are, Faye Masterson.' Almost instantly messages flooded my phone. 'Faye is that really you?' 'Faye invite me over.' Faye, Faye, Faye, Faye..... I watched my phone tumble slowly to the floor and heard the crack of the screen on the tiles. Everyone stared my way, 'Faye, are you ok?' Jack ran over, one look at my pale face showed him that I was not in fact ok. Dylan picked up my phone and showed the messages to Thomas. They both looked at me before Thomas walked out. Dylan raced to follow. Jack was now rushing to find me a sugary drink to make me feel better. He ended up pulling a squished up snickers bar out of his bag and handing it to me. I pushed it away before walking out.

Back in my room, I was exhausted I fell onto my bed and started to sob into my pillow. My life was ruined, I no longer had two separate lives, I just had one big crazy mess. My friends were now begging for my attention, people I've only ever seen once before were asking to be my best friend. I couldn't tell the real from the fake. I slowly let my eyes shut and fell asleep.

It turned out that Thomas had been knocking on my door for half an hour before I woke up. He was about to call security, thinking I had passed out or died, or something dramatic like that. When I finally opened the door he had his leg coiled back about to karate kick the door. "Ahh." I slammed the door before slowly opening it a crack again. Once making sure both feet were firmly on the floor I opened the door again. Instantly I was welcomed into a warm hug and he felt my forehead to make sure I wasn't ill. "Thomas, I'm fine, I promise." I pushed him off, laughing. He sighed before looking me in the eyes, "I'm so sorry you had to go through that so fast. They were just jealous and excited and.." "I understand, I wasn't very close with any of them anyway, I mean my acting kept me from making any close friendships." He looked genuinely sad at that comment, I don't know why, I mean it's not his life. "I went through something similar when I was about ten, everyone at my school suddenly wanted to be my best friend and it showed me that none of them really cared about the person behind the fame. I was just a way to get their five minutes of fame." I placed my hand on his shoulder and he flinched before patting my hand and slowly pulling it off. "Right, anyway, you need to get into something other than pyjamas because breakfast is waiting downstairs!" He cheerily walked off to Dylan's room, I wasn't surprised he wasn't up yet either, I mean he is a movie star after all.

I shut my door and lay on my bed. The busy day ahead of me was stuffed to the back of my mind as I remembered everything about my past. My friends from nursery, going to parties, having days out with my parents, the year I started properly acting, the year my best friends moved away, the year I lost what I held close. Then the last few months how life has changed, twisted like a maze. My Aunt, Liam the police officer and Merlin! I closed my eyes and imagined his soft fur brushing against my cheek as if he lay beside me. I felt a stray tear fall down my cheek and my dam burst as though it had never been there in the first place. I buried my head into my pillow to silence the shaking sobs before remembering the good things, playing in the park, stargazing with dad, driving out at night just to get a burger. A smile formed on my lips as I forced myself up and into the bathroom and eventually down to breakfast without a hint of the sadness that rocked me and with the dam built up stronger than before.

I'm so sorry this is so short, but I had to help out at school today, on a Saturday! So I'm struggling with homework, but I managed to get time to write this. I promise I will write more, but this scene was quite intense so I spent a while getting the wording right. - C