The Video (Nina Dobrev as Maggie)
"No fucking way Lilly!", I said to my best friend.
"You have a beautiful voice Maggie! You have to share that with people! They have to hear you sing!" Lilly said. I groaned and shifted from my couch so I was standing up.
"What if I don't wanna share my voice with the world! Besides, what would my parents say! You know that they would hate the idea of their precious daughter singing instead of being a lawyer. It would ruin their plans for me." I was currently in my living room fighting with my best friend about my singing. Everyones always said that I had an amazing voice. I didn't really believe them even tough I was selected to be a part of an advanced singing group. It had about 20 people out of the 800 people in my school. That didn't prove anything tough! What if I was just having an amazing day and I suck the rest of the time!
"They don't even have to know! You could hide behind a mask and become famous!" I give her a weird look."What. It's in a bunch of books."
"Well sorry to disappoint, but this isn't a book. Can we just talk about something else!", Lilly groaned and rolled her eyes.
"Fine." Her eyes lit up. "So have you heard that Dylan Fawner got a new girlfriend!"
"Which one is Dylan Fawner again?" Here's the thing about me. I'm not exactly what you would call, in the loop. I don't care about petty gossip and being popular doesn't appeal to me.
"Maggie, how can you not know who Dylan Fawner is? He's only the hottest guy in school!" She falls onto the bed and sighs. I roll my eyes and sit down next to her.
"Sorry. I just really don't care. I mean why should I? So what, some hot guy got a new girlfriend. It happens all the time!" Lilly gapes at me like I've just told her that aliens abducted me.
"So what! So what!?" I probably shouldn't have said that. "Are you kidding me Maggie! I talk about him all the time and I have like the biggest crush on him. You're the worst friend ever. Do you even listen to me?" She huffs and pouts trying to make me feel bad for her.
"No I don't listen that often." I giggle and she throws a pillow at my head. "Ow what the hell! That actually hurt!" I grab the pillow and throw it towards her head but completely miss.
"Oh shut up you big baby." Suddenly her phone buzzes. Her eyes skim over the text and she gets up and packs up her stuff.
"You leaving?" I ask and turn towards her.
"Yeah. Mom's car is outside." She comes over to me and gives me a hug. "See you tomorrow at school." She smiles and heads out the door. I hear footsteps going down the stairs and the door closing.
I lay down on my bed and think about her idea of recording me singing. Like I would ever become famous. I sit back up and look around my room. On my desk I see the black mask that I had worn to the masquerade ball dance at school. I stand up and walk over to it. I slip it over my head and adjust it so my hair doesn't seem so messed up. I actually look kinda nice. I sit in my wheel chair near my desk and look at all the lyrics of popular songs I've written down. I pick up the page that says Superficial Love and look over the words. I already know all the words but I always read over my lyrics just incase I mess up. In a soft voice, I start to sing.
You're really cute I must admit
But I need something deeper than this
I wanna know when I'm looking at you that you don't only see the things you want to
Cause I'm not perfect, I'm flawed
And if you don't like that, get lost
Cause I don't want it if it's fake
I don't want it if it's just for show, for show
I just want it if it's real and I'm thinking I should let you know, you know
This Superficial Love thing got me goin crazy
Baby if you want me then you better need me
Cause I'm so done not being your number one
And if you wanna keep me then you better treat me like a damn princess make that an empress
Cause I'm so done not being your number one
This Superficial Love.
I finish singing and smile. I wish I could sing this as good as Ruth B did. I look outside and then check the clock. "Shit it's almost 10:30." I organize my lyrics and place them back on my desk. Getting up from the chair I stretch and fall back onto my bed. I didn't realize how tired I was but I guess it was pretty bad since I passed out immediately.
A/N. Hey y'all!! It's been a while. I'm back at it with some horrible grammar and awful storyline. Feedback is very much encouraged, just don't be a bitch about it. Will try to publish the 2nd chapter by the end of the week but I don't know if I can. I have 3 different final exams, dance team workshops, and the audition for dance team itself. It's a scary week for me. I'll definitely finish it by the end of next week tough. Anyway, thanks for reading :)
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The Masked Singer
Teen FictionI never asked for this life. I just got it. According to my father tough, I picked to be who I am now, in the life I was living before. I'm not perfect. I'm not good at a lot of things, and the only thing that makes me happy is singing. Singing give...
