As soon as I got home I started watching makeup tutorials, opening fashion consultancy sites (such as The Blonde Salad by Chiara Ferragni) and watching videos on how to put shyness aside. But they weren't very useful, they are a landslide to wear makeup, I have makeup but I can't use it, when I go to school I only put on some mascara and blush, I only use eye shadows at the disco (and I don't even wear them well) ; clothes cost an eye of the head and even if Sergio can afford them all I have never asked him for anything super expensive, honestly I love Sergio after the disappearance of my father I thought I could no longer get up even because it was seven years that my mom and I were alone but then Sergio brought a ray of sunshine, both to my mother and to me and he really acted like a father towards me but not for this I could ask him to buy me the whole Gucci and as regards shyness I have not made any kind of progress but at least now I can make a video, relate it and then delete it before someone sees it -before I could not even put myself in front of a video camera-.
Well, all useless ...
I will never be able to realize my plan but mainly my dream.
I lie on the bed thinking about how my friends are going to be without me, who knows Sara how she is. I call her immediately, I miss her and I need someone who understands me completely. He replied saying to me only "Hi Claudia, how are you? Listen now I can't speak, we'll talk tonight." Then hang up without time to answer her. Yet another disappointment, yet another demonstration that I can't keep anyone close to me but this time it hurts even more, being her my best friend. I put the phone on the bedside table and turn around to the other side, I will take a sleep to see if sleeping I get ideas -I don't think so, but groped does not harm and then I'm tired better to sleep-.
As I try to fall asleep I think back to my dream of being an actress who knows if one day I will be able to make it happen or if I will remain in the shadow of my mother forever.
I still can't believe that for fifteen years I hadn't known that my mother was the etoile of La Scala, known and loved all over the world ...
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Hi guys, here's the seventh chapter.
Hope you like it,
Altea
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Dreaming Hollywood
ChickLitAnd if a girl with the dream of being an actress encounters an actor already affirmed what would happen? Will he adopt subterfuge to get something out of him? And will their feelings be involved in this whole story?
