Star Maniac

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"It is really a great time and great memories being given a chance to perform here," Trisha speaks through the mic.

Everyone were looking at us on the stage. Waiting for what will Trisha said next. She took a deep breath before she continue. Four of us stand in line. From left, Cora, Trisha, I and Victoria. We're holding each others hand.

"This will be our last performance. The song we sang just now was dedicated to all of you. To show that we're really appreciate you," Trisha wiped tears on her cheeks. "There will be no more Space Note in the future. We're really sorry to say this," Cora continue. After we all four bow, we get backstage. Change our clothes, wash our face and everything.

We get in the van. The driver get us back to our studio. We all remain silent through the journey.

Arrived at the studio, we have to prepare for tomorrow. We will make a live announcement. Will be show up on television, radios, social network and any other media.

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It's 5 in the morning. I wake up. I brush my teeth and change my cloth. I get out from the bedroom which I share with Victoria. I walk to the kitchen and saw our group manager, Ms. Beck, a 23 years old woman who have a lot of experiences in music and managing. She was drinking milk.

She looked at me. "It's 5," she take a cup of milk. "I know," I sit besides her. Sigh. "We have to. We can't find any people who can replace her. She's going to have a great life there. We can just pray for her best," she continue. Then she put her face on the counter.

I looked at her and then I do the same. A few minutes later, I get up and wash my face at the sink.

"Miss Beck, should we start pack up?"

She raise her head and nodded. She looked around. "I'll be missing this place the most," she get to the sink and wash the mug that she used earlier.

I take a box. I put a few box of cereal inside it. "What are you doing?" Cora greet me. She's smiling.

"Packing. We have too. We can't waste anymore time. She's moving and this place," I pause. "Will remain in our memories as band. A team. A really really great team and I won't regret meeting and spending all my time with you guys," suddenly tears coming down my cheeks.

Ms. Beck, Cora and I be in group hug. Then out of nowhere, Trisha and Victoria join the hug. We all cried. This is sad. Ending our music career would never exist in our life dictionary. It is hard to say goodbye to something that we love to do.

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"Alright girls. Remember to smile and says positive things only! Remember that!" Ms. Beck remind us before we get ready for our live announcement.

All the cameras are ready. The lights. We all have sat on our chair. The mic being check for the last time. The journalist start to enter the room. We are nervous. My hands are cold.

"We will be starting our show in THREE, TWO, ONE!" The producer state that we are now on a live broadcast.

"Hello. My name is Sophia Nash from the V Show, your host for today! I'm here at Winston Hotel where the famous girl band that is known well with their hits, Some Night, Craving for You and many more, none than other, Space Note!"

A big applause can be heard.

"So here I am with the manager of the band, Miss Beck Trigger. Can I ask you what is going on here?"

"Yes sure. We are here are about to make a very important announcement. Very very important announcement," Ms. Beck smile.

"Hello. My name is Trisha Wlliams. I'm the vocalist of Space Note. I'm 15 years old,"

"Hey. My name is Cora Le Putuairi. I'm the keyboard or piano player of Space Note. I'm 15 years old,"

"Hello. My name is Natalie Osback. I'm the guitarist of Space Note. I'm 15 years old,"

"Hi. My name is Victoria Zoey George. I'm the drummer of Space Note. I'm 15 years old,"

"Alright girls. Today are you guys supposed to announce something that is really really important if I'm not mistaken. Am I right?" Sophia in charge.

"Yes. We are," Trisha smiled. We all smiled.

"So can you tell everyone what is it?" Sophia seem to be really excited.

"Yes," Trisha nodded. "The truth is this band, Space Note will be disbanded. We'll no longer exist in the future," Trisha was doing good. She really good at telling this type of announcement. A moment of silence fill up the room. Everyone is silent. They even blink their eyes.

Then a hand raise. A woman. I don't know how old is she but she looks young. "Yes you. The one who's raising the hand," I allowed her to ask a question.

"Thank you. My name is Tilia Pos. I'm from Youth Band Organization. I would like to ask why? Why do guys want to disband? You guys are doing great. All of your songs inspired the teenagers. To be a very successful singer at this young age is really great. You guys inspired young people to try their best in what ever they do and be successful at the end. Like you. Able to form a band. Able to make money in a good way. Able to write a really good and meaningful songs. Able to record and produce a lot of album. Be on top of the list. That's really great. But why do you want to disband?"

We all staring at each other. That's quite hard to answer.

"Because we have to. We don't have any other choice," Cora speaks before Trisha could even open her mouth to answer.

"There must be other reason. That can't be the answer," Tilia seems curious.

Three of us looked at Trisha. Then she nodded.

"It's true. Space Note being disbanded because of me. Because I have to follow my family moved to Australia. My father got promoted there. There is nothing I can do about it. I have to go. Australia from here is like thousand miles away. I can't continue my career. I've to stop even though I don't want to." Trisha reveal the main reason.

My tears almost got out. But I manage to controls it.

"So that's it? But you guys can figure out other ways right? You guys give so much inspiration to the young teenagers nowadays. You can't quit just like that,"

"There is no way. We've try to find people who can replace Trisha's place, but, unfortunately, there is none. No one can replace her. So we decide to disband," Ms. Beck answered.

"Then, what the rest of you are going to do?" One of the reporter ask.

"We, we will figure that out later," Cora speaks.

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