ੈ♡˳ 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
𝘈 𝘛𝘖𝘔 𝘉𝘓𝘠𝘛𝘏 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘠 ˳♡ੈ
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 ━━ a shy singer, who had a bad reputation, meets her best friends co star and they fall in love, navigating the highs and the lows of being in the spotlight
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⇢˗ˏˋnight on the town ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
rach
iMessage 12:34
we are going out you have no choice the songs out now no point in worrying it's perfect i promise be ready by 7 i'm picking you up
i'm staying in bed
you wish dress code fancy we're off for a night on the town
no
yes
can't beat that logic
great see you then blondie
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SHAYLA SAT IN FRONT of her vanity mirror, nerves palpable as she prepared for the night's event. The soft hum of a hairdryer filled the room as her she worked diligently to perfect her glamorous look.
"Focus" she whispered, trying to convince herself this was a good idea
As she finished the final touches, her phone buzzed with a message from Rachel, her best friend and pillar of support.
"You're going to shine tonight, Shay. Just be yourself, and we'll handle the rest together." It read, making the blond smile widely.
Shayla took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. The anticipation of facing the paparazzi and the public's judgment weighed on her as she slipped into her elegant gown.
"Okay, you can do this. It's just another event." she said looking at her worried face in the mirror.
Yet, the mirror reflected her anxious expression as she envisioned the flashing cameras and probing questions awaiting her outside. The anticipation of stepping into the spotlight filled her with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.
With a final glance in the mirror, Shayla stood up, gathering her courage. The journey from the solitude of preparation to the paparazzi-filled public space awaited, and Shayla couldn't shake the nervous energy that accompanied the glamorous facade of fame.
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AS SHAYLA STEPPED OUT of the car with her best friend Rachel, the relentless clicks of cameras filled the air. Nervous, she tightly clutched her handbag, and Rachel sensed her unease.
