Summary: Ashley Davies was a closeted nerd in high school. Ten years later, she is a famous celebrity who can get any girl she wants. Instead, she searches for the girl she fell in love with in high school.
Italics are the past.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING
Everyday at 4th period, I gather my books, and head to math. I'm not afraid to say I'm a nerd because I love school and didn't exactly have a lot of friends. Math was my favorite subject because I was good at it, and loved to do problems. I began to love 4th period math even more though, because it was the same period I had with 'her.'
Her name is Spencer Carlin, and she is a year younger than me. We met when I was a sophomore, and she was a freshman in math. I was taking normal sophomore classes, and she was in an upper math class for her grade. We sat next to each other because the teacher had us sit alphabetically, and I was the happiest person in the world. The moment I laid eyes on her, I had fallen for her.
"Are you Ashley?" an angelic voice asked. I looked up from my book, to be greeted with the most beautiful blue blonde with blue eyes. She left me speechless. It felt like I was in the presence of a Goddess.
"Ye—yeah," I stuttered trying to cover my blush. She smiled back at me, and sat down next to me.
"I'm Spencer," she said while taking out her books and placing it on the table.
"I'm Ashley," I said pushing my glasses up. "Wait, you already know that," I said making my cheeks turn even redder when she laughed.
When class started, I couldn't help but sneak in glances while writing down notes. I've never had a liking for anyone until now. It was strange, but a smile was plastered on my face the entire class.
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"Ashley hurry up! You're on in 5!" Kyla yelled while knocking on the dressing room door.
"Yeah, I'm coming!" I replied while the blonde below me was sucking my pulse point. I ran my hands through her wavy blonde hair and slowly got up off the couch.
"I have to go babe," I said as we stood up, and moved my hands to her waist. "My concert starts in 4 minutes," I said looking at the clock on the wall. I looked into her grey eyes, and gave her a peck on the lips. "I'll come back during intermission. I'll miss you," I whispered before heading out the door, and to the stage.
I fixed my loose curls, and straightened my vest. I held my hand out as I continued walking down the hall, and Kyla handed me the mic. "I'm totally fine with you and Stephanie having your 'private time,'" she said using air quotes. "But can you maybe watch the time a little better next time," Kyla asked.
"Well, when I'm making out with my hot girlfriend, time is the least of my worries," I said with a smirk as I re-applied my lipstick. "Can you do me a favor and bring Stephanie to the side stage for the 5th song. I want to see her while I perform the slower songs," I said with a smile.
"Yeah, of course. I bet she'll love it," Kyla said with a wink before heading off to check on the everything else. I took a deep breath in, and exhaled three times. I closed my eyes, and imagined myself standing on the stage in an auditorium filled with all the people I loved. My parents, family, friends, record producers, Kyla, Stephanie, and my ex-girlfriends. It was my ritual before every performance, and it reminded me of all the people who helped me get to where I am now.
Once I heard the background music to my song grow louder, I opened my eyes, and stepped on the platform. Lasers and strobe lights was the only thing visible in the stadium as I heard the fog machines turn on as the platform raised me up to the stage. The crowd was chanting my name, and I could feel my body pulsing to the sounds once the lights came on.
Beads of sweat dripped down the side of my face as I finished the second to the last song of the concert. My breaths were fast as I walked to the side of the stage to grab a towel, and my bottled water. "How's everyone feeling tonight!" I shouted into the mic after taking a sip of water. The response was wild. "Alright, alright. I'm feeling the love from you guys," I said in a normal voice. "I want to dedicate this final song to all you girls," I said pacing the stage. "We girls always try to impress someone when we go out, but there's always that moment when nothing goes our way." A roar of girls screaming filled the air. "Girls, let's do our thing," I said taking a step on the platform I started the concert on. "Baby loves to dance in the dark," I sang.
All of the lights on the stage turned on, and the background music was turned to the highest volume.
Some girls won't dance to the beat of the track
Won't walk away, but she won't look back
She looks good, but her boyfriend says she's a mess
She's a mess, she's a mess
Now the girl is stressed
She's a mess, She's a mess, She's a mess, She's a mess
Baby love to dance in the dark
Cuz' when he's looking she falls apart
Baby love to dance in the dark
Baby love to dance in the dark
Cuz when he's looking she falls apart
Baby love to dance, love to dance in the dark
I was jumping up and down to the chorus with my hands in the air. My eyes scanned the crowd, and came across a blonde who looked very familiar. The rest of the song, my eyes were on her. She looked so familiar, but I couldn't place a name to her face.
"Thank you Los Angeles!" I shouted as the song came to an end and the lights turned off. I exited off the stage to be greeted by Stephanie. "Hey baby," I said kissing her again.
"You look so hot right now," she whispered in my ear before pulling me into the dressing room. The door slammed shut, and that's when I remembered her. Spencer Carlin.
Soooo….I decided to start a new story. I haven't completely thought through masked façade so I don't know what is going to happen next. I thought of this while I was driving in the car by the way. Haha. Tell me how you like it and if I should continue or not. :D
Dance in the Dark by lady gaga. I think its one of the best songs she has, and it should really be popular, but it won't because its not a single.