here comes fame
Chapter
1
Anya's POV:
Fame; was the only thing that mattered to me.
It was all I've ever wanted. It was my dream, my passion, my
everything and I would do anything to become famous.
But I wasn't famous.. yet. I had another two years
in this prison called high school. I walked into school with my
head held high. I tossed my strawberry blonde hair over my
shoulder and walked to my locker. You may think that everybody at
this school would be begging me to be their friend because of my
talent and beauty but for some reason I was very unliked. I was totally cool with it though, they
would all be jealous when I was famous. Besides being
popular would take time away from singing and dancing and
everything else I would need in the real world.
I walked into my first class and sat gracefully in my seat. It
was choir; my favorite class. I crossed my legs and got
out my notebook and pink pen. I ignored the loud class
around me. I saw Casey, my old best friend from elementary
school, waving her pom poms in some guys
face. She hated me now and was the captain of the cheer
squad. Then I looked across the room to find my
other old best friend, Carly, talking with her friends.
I didn't miss either of them. Losing them was good. Now I
didn't need to focus on friends just my career as a
singer.
"Good Morning Class. Today we will be trying out for
the solo in our next song." she said while interrupting the
raucous. "Any volunteers?" My hand was the first
to shoot up. I had a huge smile on my face and looked around
to room to see if I had any competition. "Okay, Anya. Come
on up. Anybody else?" she asked. Just then Casey raised
her hand. She was good, I remember from when we
were friends. But I was defiantly better than her. She
wasn't as committed as I was. "Any other takers?"
she asked. Carly's hand slowly went up after
her friends encouraged her. Carly was also good as far as I
can remember. But like I said I was better than all of
them. It was so weird standing next to my ex-best
friends. Sometimes I wondered what it would be
like if we were still friends. But I quickly got that fantasy out
of my mind. It was time to win a solo not reconnect with
people I didn't need nor cared about
anymore.
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lovelocks1234 · 1 decade ago
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Okay, so you send me a comment on my profile, i will do each chapter separately. This one is very good! in the first real paragraph, you have, " Besides being popular would take time away from singing and dancing and everything else I would need in the real world." i think that if you put a comma right in between besides and being, would help that paragraph. and in the second paragraph, you said that she sat down gracefully, i feel like another word could be used. gracefully is more used for walking, dancing, singing, not to much sitting. I thought that this chapter was great. :)