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Singer, Catra Santos, removed by police from Club Union after wild brawl breaks out!

Drunk escapades: Catra Santos removed from stage after appearing heavily drunk, full whisky glass in hand!

Super model seen entering a hotel room with none other than Catra Santos after wild night at AV Nightclub!

A loud scoff filled the first-class cabin as she read every headline, the next always seemingly worse than the previous. A tanned, fur-covered finger slammed the power button on her phone successfully turning the screen black before tossing it into the seat next to her.

The tabloids were nothing new to Catra Santos. She knew how overbearing they were, especially when they were able to twist things to their own benefit and turn it into something juicy. Not that they needed to twist her image very much to make things interesting. Catra guessed she did that for them all on her own, given how destructive and horrible her behavior has been over the past few years.

Catra let out a piercing sigh into the silence, tail falling limp beside her.

Things were supposed to be better than what they were now; better than what they were before she moved to LA.

Before moving to LA, Catra had been stuck in a small town, Etheria, for all of twenty-two years. There were more horses and cows than there were people in the barely passable 'town' in the middle of Kansas. Etheria, despite the few karaoke nights at a local coffee shop, did nothing to help Catra achieve her dreams of becoming a singer. And that's why Catra had worked so hard to get out as soon as possible.

Well, one of the reasons.

No.

Catra grunted as she pushed herself up in her seat.

She would not allow herself to think of her . Not now.

Catra pushed the solemn thought away from her mind, instead focusing on what had gotten her on this plane in the first place.

After graduating high school, Catra had focused all her time on getting an online degree in music theory and working at the tiny music shop not too far from her home. It wasn't perfect, nor was it easy, but she made it work. With plans to move as soon as she got her hands on her degree, Catra's budget only allowed room for her to survive off of ramen noodles. But still, she made it work. She always did.

Nothing was going to stop her from getting to LA to pursue her dreams.

And after four grueling years, and an aching stomach every time she even caught the sight of ramen, Catra had finally purchased her ticket to LA. In the blazing summer heat, with nothing but a duffle bag of clothes, her precious guitar, and her framed degree, Catra had boarded the plane at Etheria's tiny airport and never looked back.

Getting to LA...well, that had been the easy part.

With only enough money in her back pocket to support herself for a few weeks, Catra had to make a game plan. And fast.

Her first day in LA was spent lounging around in a musty motel, scouring her phone for a job that would at least keep her afloat. It had taken her hours, munching on some peanut butter crackers, before she had found the perfect one.

A, surprisingly, well-known music store had an open position for an associate. It wasn't the greatest thing given she had her degree but it would have to do. In less than five minutes Catra had her resume submitted, her anxiety already rising at having to wait for a response.

But thankfully that didn't take long.

The next day, Catra had awakened to the sound of a new email arriving on her phone. Her tail had bristled when she unlocked the device, her phone slowly refreshing her email account before revealing a reply from the music shop. Her heart had pounded in her chest like a wild beast as her finger tapped the email and began reading.