Here we go again. I'm walking down the street strutting my stuff.I hold my head high as the paparazzi gets hot on my tail. The flash of there camera's are in my face and the crazy fans are screaming my name. I put on my most dazzling smile as I wave good bye and take a seat in my stretch limo. I knock on the glass that separates me from my driver, Marlin. It slides down and I meet his eyes in the review mirror.
"To the studio." I grin widely.
"Sure thing miss Brooks." He replies and closes the class.
I send a quick text to my lover, who has the honor of being my boyfriend. 'Hey baby, thinking about you' I let my fingers type.
Kevin is my boyfriend. He is also a director for some of the hottest movies. I'm not an actress so i'm not in any of them but he does some of my music video's. He did my first one (That's how we met).
If you havn'y figured it out yet, I'm a singer. A very popular one.
My phone makes a little beep and I pick it up off the empty seat beside me. 'Your sweet. Good luck today!' Aw Kevin is so cute! He isn't much of a texter but he makes an effort for me.
I look in the mirror between me and Marlin and smirk. I looked fabulous as usual. My long blond hair was flowing down past my shoulders in perfect wave and was curved around my heart shaped face. My ocean blue eyes popped out because of my perfect make up and uber long eye lashes. My bright pink lips are lush and my ears are carrying crystal earrings. The outfit I chose for today was a white low cut top, jean shorts, pink flip flops and a pair of Gucci glasses rested on my head. I had a gorgeous figure to go with my outfit. I'm small enough to be a model and I got this way without any stupid diets like starvation or pills. Most girls would kill to look like this but I just got lucky. I was made to be a star. Perfect body, perfect voice and a smile that can steal any boys heart.
A knock on the glass interrupted my thoughts. Marlin rolled down the window and asked, "Would you like to go through the fans or sneak in the back?"
"Lets visit the fans!" I cheered.
And with that we pulled to a sudden stop. I pulled down my glasses and stepped into the sea of people as Marlin opened the door.There was a slim path for me to walk through but peoples hands reached over and touched my hair and shoulders. When I finally got to the door I slammed it shut behind me. I loved my fans but they were a bit crazy. I fix my hair and roll my shoulders in effort to relax.
"Darla Brooks!" I heard a voice out of no where.
I whip around, trying to find the owner of the voice but before I can, I am trapped in a huge hug. I lift my head to see a brown haired girl smiling back.
"Selena! Hi!" I laugh.
Yes that's right, Selena Gomez.
"Long time, no see," She comments.
I just nod before we are ushered into the make up room. We are taking some pictures together for the new song we sang together. We are looking for a picture that shows that we are best friends. Which I assume we are. Its going to be the album cover for my new album that comes out in a few months.
After the make up artists destroyed my face then fixed it again, I was thrown into a pink and white dress. The top half was white and the bottom was pink. The dress was short and frilly but fun and creative at the same time. It had tiny pearls along the waist line. Selena was in the same dress except the colors where flipped. The top was pink and the bottom was white.
We walked to a room in the back of the building where lights and cameras were everywhere. There was a fake coffee shop set up which was most likely where we were going to pretend to eat fake food like kids do.
"Ladies! Welcome. We are behind schedule so we are going through this quickly. Just go sit and give the camera some sexy faces. Sounds good? Now places!" My manager yelled.
We laughed and sat down and look directly at the camera and put on sexy smiles. They took a few shots then told us to pretend to enjoy the coffee in front of us which, in reality, was an empty glass. They took more shots then yelled at some new male model to get on set. They pulled out another table and sat him on it. He was pretending to be on his phone while me and Selena pretended to check him out secretly. We pretended to point and smile until finally, it was over.
"We got the best shots ever! I'll send it to you soon!" My manager smiled.
Me and Selena sat down and enjoyed some real coffee. She pulled out her phone and blushed a few times and I started to get suspicious.
"Is that.....Justin?" I wiggled my eye brows.
"No!" She quickly defended her self. "Well maybe."
"You guys are to cute." I teased.
"Thanks but I got to go. See you later!"
Selena got up and left with out an explanation. Once the sound of her heels clicking against the floors faded, I pulled out my phone and called my other bestie, Taylor swift.
"Hello?" She answered on the second ring.
"Hey TayTay!" I called her by the nickname I gave her when we first met. "Shopping?"
"Sounds fab! I'll pick you up at 4. Is it alright if Carly tags along?"
Yes, Carly rae Jepson.
"Sounds like a plan! Talk to you later!" I hung up.
It was such a coincidence that we were all in L.A. at the same time.
I left the studio moments after that. I was attacked by more cameras when I stepped out but I found my limo quickly. I asked Marlin to take me home so I could get ready.
I blasted what makes you Beautiful throughout the limo and sang along. I quickly sent my Manager a text saying, 'Me and 1D? It would be a hit!'
My mangers name is Stacy. She has been my manager since I started singing. She always comes through for me and gets what I need. I have sang with many hit singers because of her.
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