Sorry for not writing much on this story. I was busy, sorry for the lame excuse. I was also procrastinating.
I hate this new Wattpad update for iPhone, it makes my screen shake up and down.
It's so annoying!
But anyway, I hope you enjoy! 💕
"SHOPPING!" Christina presses her face against the glass of the store.
Today Portia has us in costumes. I have black hair, Christina has red. I'm wearing black jeans with a white blouse and a bowler hat. Christina is wearing a casual denim dress.
"Christina, it's just a store," I tell her blankly.
"JUST A STORE?!" she seems outraged. "Beatrice, my darling, it's a store... IN NEW YORK!"
"Very amazing," I say in a monotone. "Shop Rite is a store in New York. Shall we go there?"
Christina glares at me. I ignore her.
I push open the door, and looking back at Christina, I ask, "Coming in or what?"
She just gapes at me. "This is one sight to see, Beatrice entering a store without me!"
I laugh, "Come on or I'm going back out."
She follows me, her mouth widened as she looks in the store.
It looks like any freaking normal store to me.
"Beatrice... How come you aren't surprised?"
"It's something normal," I protest.
Then oomph.
"Sorry," I apologize. I look up.
Tobias. As in Tobias freaking Eaton.
"Tobias!" I say, startled.
Christina screams louder, "FOUR!"
She covered for me. Thank god.
"No time for fangirls," he mutters, brushing past me as he exits.
He doesn't look back.
Christina raises her eyebrow as she glances at me. "Did you just say Tobias? You nearly blew our cover."
I give her a half-smile while holding up a Christina style halter top.
Distracted, she grabs the article of clothing, her eyes wide. "Tris, you have the best style EVER!"
Crisis averted.
~
It's been two weeks since Tobias signed with Allegiant Records. We're both flopped out on the hotel beds, and I'm holding a remote and flipping through the channels.
"Chris, what was it?"
"Channel 469," she says without looking up from the pink polish she's applying to her nails.
"Thanks," I type it into the remote, just in time. I turn up the volume, and applause rings through the room.
I watch silently as Tobias waves as he comes into the screen, smiling at Ellen.
He sits down in one of the plush chairs, not breaking his smile.
Just by looking, I can tell that the smile he wears is fake. It's forced upon him.
"Welcome this year's upcoming artist, Four!"
He waves again, still fake smiling. "Thank you Ellen!" his voice booms through the speakers of the TV.
I watch silently as they talk a little, and I close my eyes, basking in his sexy voice.
"Tobias..." I whisper wistfully, closing my eyes.
"I'm here for you," a voice murmurs.
"Four?" I mutter.
I turn around. It's Christina, and her smirk is as wide as her face.
I whack her, then make a nest in the covers, burying myself into its white sheets.
I sob, and I'm glad the sheet muffles out my wails.
~
"How are we going to bring all this home?" I stare at the stack of paper bags that have made its way into the corner of the hotel room.
"I WILL DO IT!" Christina yells. I roll my eyes. We hear Portia shout to us from the next room.
Today's the show... We're in the audience of the second Ellen show featuring Tobias.
Today's the day he'll be singing a song on his album. It's just a sneak peak. No one knows anything about the mysterious album.
Not even the name of it.
"Jayden, come into the room!" Portia's boyfriend calls for Chris, and glancing back at me, she enters the side room.
She emerges a few minutes later, her hair bright red and tied into a French braid. She's dressed casually, in a denim vest and a white v-neck and skinny jeans. She has tall skyscraper boots, and gold accessories.
Me, Olivia... I have my black hair with curls at the bottom. I'm wearing a dark blue beanie, and a denim dress with matching accessories and shoes to Christina's accessories.
~
I slip into my seat, front row and center. Right by the stage and where Tobias will be singing a few minutes soon.
"Live in 3, 2, 1..." the camera crew yells.
Ellen nods, and grips the microphone into her closed hand. "Today, Four is coming over again to sing for us today!"
On cue, music starts up, and girls squeal as Tobias runs to the stage.
"Question of today," Ellen begins, looking at an envelope. "Everyone would like to know your real name!"
He freezes. I know he wasn't expecting that.
I can just imagine the possibilities running through his head.
"My name," he pauses thoughtfully, "Is Tristan."
I just about died right there.
I hope you liked it!
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