"Mich! What does it feel working with the great Zac Efron himself?" An interviewer asked the young lady in front of her.
"Well it feels great. I mean, it was a huge opportunity to be working with him in the same room. Like come on, he's such a talented singer! And also he's super nice and cool. Like a big brother. So I was really happy recording the song with him." The young lady smiled.
After the interview...
'I'm exhausted!'
She exclaimed to herself as she slumped down on the couch inside her dressing room.
'Gosh I still have a long quiz tomorrow and I still haven't studied a thing!'
She sighed heavily.
"Well you should head home now so you can review your notes then." Said a smiling Zac while sitting beside her.
"How did you get here and how did you know what I was thingking?" She asked confused.
"You should stop thinking out loud, M." He chuckled.
She groaned and lays her head on her brother-like friend's lap.
"I am so tired, Zac. I want to take a break! School and work is killing me!" She covered her face with both of her hands as she breaths frustratingly.
"But you know you can't, lil sis. You told me you want to finish school and get a degree so you can leave show business, right?" He asked while combing her hair with his fingers.
"Yeah. I'm sick of putting this signature facade of mine every time a camera is in front of me." She sighed sadly then sad up.
Zac wrapped an arm around her shoulders and rubbed her arm.
"You're going to be fine. You can get through this, MJ."
~♡~
MJ arrived at the small house she bought on the lower part of Queens in order to keep a low profile at 11:15 pm. The people she lives with here isn't her real parents.
Her fake mom is her nanny since birth and her fake dad(which she class pops) is her nanny's husband who's also her personal driver since birth.
"Nanny? I'm home!" MJ exclaimed.
"Oh, MJ darling, I'm glad you're finally here. Your mom called me earlier to check up on you." Her nanny approached her and took her things from her hand.
She smiled a bit when she mentioned her mom.
"Is mom doing okay?" She asked. Her nanny nodded.
"She's doing good now. Her voice still sounds weak but it was much better before she had her latest chemo."
She sighed in relief.
"That's good to know, Nanny. I'm going to my room now. I still need to review for tomorrow's quiz." MJ kissed her nanny's cheek goodnight and ran upstairs to her room.
Her room in this house is much more different than what has in California. The size of her room here was only 1/4 of the size of her original room. Let's just say, she's more wealthier than Flash.
She took her black backpack from her study table and placed it on her single-person bed and took her notes out.
Before starting on her review, she washed herself first and put on some cozy and fluffy dinosaur onesie.
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Zendaya Collections ft. Tom Holland
FanfictionThis book is filled with one-shots and short stories about my idol Zendaya.