Hannah
« No purple . » I say firmly while Paget ruffles through the costumes of the school theatre .
It's Talent Show week in Golden Valley High , we've been rehearsing for our performance for a week and I am not anywhere near good . However I don care , I'm doing it for Paget's sake , she seems pretty excited to be on the spotlight . She also chose our talent , which is going to be a lip syncing dance to guess whose song ?
« But Britney was wearing a leather outfit , which is why we need leather clothes too , and the only ones here are white and purple ! » She whines throwing her hands in the air exasperated . I only watch her shrugging .
There is no way in hell I'm wearing anything purple , not now or ever .
I fucking hate that color , and no it has nothing to do with Selena Jarick , it's way beyond her and anyone else .
It comes from the first day of me and mom being homeless , when my father showed us his true colors and kicked us out of our home sending us away with not a single penny in my mother's pocket . We were wandering in the entire city , just to find a place or a shelter but to no avail .We walked into an empty alley and were cornered by thieves who beat my mom until her body turned a deep shade of bluish purple and one of them backhanded a six years old me as I was clutching my teddy bear to my chest until I almost passed out . They did this because they found nothing to rob from us , little did they know that they robbed me away of my childhood and innocence .
I shake my head at the gruesome memory and look away
« White it is then . » I say then start walking out of the backstage .
Paget stops in front of me grabbing my shoulders and looking me straight in the eyes . « It's a Britney Spears song . »
« So ? »
She lets out a heavy sigh . « It should be somewhat ... slutty . White isn't slutty . » She hisses through her teeth .
I grin and look around at everyone around us , their faces painted with makeup as they embody certain characters or imposter some famous personality or just be themselves plus a hidden talent or a known one . They all seem worked out about it , while all I think of is how close we are to College Fair Week and wether I would make it to one of the elite colleges I always wanted to be part of .
« We can make it slutty if that's what you need . » I say as I walk past her towards the exist , between the chairs where parents and friends along with teachers will be cheering and watching us in five days from now .
My phone vibrates in my pocket and I retrieve it to see who's the text from .
I smirk down at my phone as I read the message .
Kane : I see my girl is really planning something big .
Paget walks besides me and tries peering at the phone before I tuck it away from her reach .
She watches me curiously . « Who's that ? Is it Iker ? »
I give her an incredulous look as I shake my head and carry on walking . « Why would you assume it's him ? »
« Because you had that look on your face . The same one he has when he's around you . » She grabs my shoulder making me look at her . « Are you two a couple now ? » She asks in a skeptical tone .
My gaze searches among the crowd and around us for any sign of the man who hates the mention of Iker let alone the fact that people might ship us .
When I look at her I make sure to put on a carefree look on my face . « Not everyone is into the Lamberts . »
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I Found Home
RomanceHannah : you don't get to talk or even breathe next to that woman . Kane : She works with me , how am I ... Hannah : I don't care , just know that if you did I won't hesitate to have some alone time with my guy friend . Or maybe make it guy friends...
