• The crowd is screaming out my name and suddenly the whole auditorium went dark. The music started and there, they saw me and went wild. I was the biggest pop star there could ever be and no one hated me. I sang my lyrics across the stage for hours before the concert ended. I left backstage to meet my boyfriend, Jake Monade but as i walked up to him, he seemed to be disappearing. I suddenly blacked out. " Paris...Paris..wake up!" I heard of voice scream. "WAKE UP!!" I opened my eyes to see my little sister, Claire, begging me to make her breakfast. In reality, she wasnt my sister. I lived in a foster home with twenty other kids and you couldnt believed how much little space we had. I am sixteen years old and i had a dream I would never even make up in my own fantasy. Jake Monade was a famous actor and singer; he was every girl's dream boyfriend. Rich. Successful. Talented. But whenever someone brought him up in a conversation, I just never wanted to talk abot him. In my mind, he was a stuck up, spoiled little brat that i could never fall for. Sure i judge him before i meet him, but who wouldnt judge a super star like that.

    I went downstairs to make breakfast for Claire. In my foster home, each teenager was partnered up with someone underaged. Sure it was a pain, but I was like her mother. I wouldnt abandon her like her father. I took pancakes to the table so she could eat; I just turned on the television to shake off the dream. As i turned it on, i heard voices from the main hall ( a family eager to adopt). " Paris, I hope its me so i can be rich!" said Claire. Claire thinks that every family that adopts someone is the most richest people ever, but i didnt tell her the truth, so i just smiled. "Paris!" i heard from the main hall, it was my instructer. I walked over to the hall and saw a woman and a man standing together. " this family wants to invite you to their home," my instructor i said. I was in shock. " Why me, arent i too old for you?"
    My instructor: They saw you on a foster home commercial and think you would be a huge success in Hollywood

    Me: Thats crazy

    Woman: no its not, we think that you have the look and everything

    Instuctor: now, now.. lets not waste time.. Paris, go head and get packing

    I turned around confused. Why would i make it in hollywood? All this make up and people with bad attitudes. How was i going to act if i cant even lie without laughing? This is too much of a drag. " I dont want her to leave!" I hear Claire yelling. My instructor tries to calm her down, but its no use of trying. I am abandoning her and i cant do anything about it. I started crying and promised myself that i would write everyday. I had to sneak out the back door so Claire wouldnt follow. The couple were crazy to adopt me for just my looks. I sat in the car without making a sound. Talking was the last thing i would want to do right now. I was so deep in thought that i didnt hear the woman talking to me. To be polite, i turned to her.

    Woman: I know that this is so sudden but we are your new family now
    my name is Carol and this is my husband George....

    She reached out her arm to shake my hand and i just looked away. I didnt want to leave and even though that i am glad to be out of foster care, I would rather be there than making money for my "parents".

    Carol: well..umm.. we are heading to the airport and you can settle in when we get there...but you may have to start talking to us

    Me: I Dont want to talk right now so can you please leave me alone

    It's a little harsh but i just left my family behind. Carol just looked at her husband and he just gave her a " let her adjust" look. We made it to the airport and i left my bags in the car for George to get. If i am going to be a huge pop star, than i minus well act like it. I started strolling to the huge line of people headed to California. I heard George clear his throat pointing to another line for people with private planes.You have got to be kidding me.I sighed and walked over to them.

    George: sorry.. we forgot to tell you we have our own jet
    Carol: its good because we dont have to wait for over an hour in that line

    I followed them into the jet and it was beautiful. There were leather seats that pulled out as beds, a kitchen, waiter, pool table, and a small bar. I stood there with my mouth open as i heard George laughing.

    George: Dont you just love it
    Me: Ya..how did you afford all of this..you guys must be millionaires..
    Carol: now now.. if we were millionaires, then we wouldnt let our kids be major stars
    Me: oh ok.. how many kids do you have
    George: we now have two, so you can start calling yourself Paris Monade
    Me: ok thanks for letting me in your family

    I felt better now that i wasnt the only one being pressured into a hollywood career. I hope i have a new sister, so i can tell her everything. As i was thinking of my new life ahead of me, i fell asleep. I woke up around two in the morning to hear the jet land on concrete. There were servants waiting outside to get my bags. As I came out of the plane, they starred at me in a "im so glad your here" way. I just warmly smiled for i knew that they had to have that look all the time to keep their jobs. I followed Carol and George into a white stretch limo.
    Carol: I hope you like this limo because this is going to be your car from now on
    Me: Really? so....this is my own limo?
    George: Of course..just ask the driver to take you where ever you want, and he will take you
    Me: ok..thanks

    It was quiet the rest of the way. I glared at the different sights after we left LAX. It was the most beautiful thing I have seen. I never left North Carolina before...maybe thats why i am so astonished. It wasnt until later i fell asleep again to be woken up by Carol an hour later. As i was adjusting to the bright lights coming from windows. My eyes got huge when i saw a big icy blue mansion. It looked like the calm water on the bottom of a fountain and it looked gorgeous matching the yellow lights. I stepped out of the limo going immediately to the door until I heard the sound of an engine. I turned around to see a silver Chevrolet Camaro pull into the drive-way right next to my new parking spot. There i saw a guy about my age step out of his car to greet his parents. Carol and George started talking to him silently, sometimes peeking back at me. They all started walking toward me and I saw the guy's face. It looked familiar but i couldnt find out where i have seen him before. I made flashbacks and gasped. SO YOU CAN START CALLING YOURSELF PARIS MONADE. I was now the sister of Jake Monade. Jake went up to me and tried to shake my hand but i stepped away before he could. He looked back, confused, at Carol.
    Carol: Its ok honey, he isnt going to bite you...of course you would know who this fine young man is

    I just stood there in silence hoping they would open the door already. I didnt want to say anything impolite to Jake in front of his parents.

    Carol: Jake...why dont you show Paris to her room

    Jake just sighed and opend the door. I walked into the main room looking at how long a stair case was. I could see that there were three main floors and the stair case stopped by each. I saw Carol and George walk into a room which looked like a kitchen.

    Jake: Stop starring and hurry up!

    I jumped and followed him up the stairs. He led me to the third floor and pushed me into a room.
    Me: HEY!! That was rude!!
    Jake: hey! you're lucky you are even living here..you act like you have never even seena place like this before!!
    Me: Well i am not some big super star if you must say
    Jake: Well I am so you better not take my spotlight or get in my way..you got it
    Me: Is this my room or not!!??

    We were practically screaming at eachother. We both just stood there in silence hearing some footsteps coming up the stairs. I sighed and jumped on the bed in the room.
    Carol: What is all the racket in here?

    Jake just stomped off leaving and i didnt say a word. George patted me on the shoulders and closed the door. I guess this was my room. On the bed, i layed there crying. I would never make it in Hollywood and i cant believe I just left Claire like that. I cried until my eyes gave up on me and closed. I woke up the next morning to hear pans and pots dropping in the kitchen. I got up to see if anyone was ok. I went down the stairs until i heard someone playing a guitar. I crept down the hall of the second floor and peeked into a bedroom. It was jake's. He was plaing a love song he seemed to have made up out of the blue. I started tapping my foot to the beat and started humming to the guitar. Jake stopped playing, so i turned around to leave. I didnt want him to see me eavesdropping on him just after the fight we had earlier today.

    "Wait...come back," I heard Jake say. I turned back to the door and creeked it open. " I wanted to say that i was sorry" " I never meant to treat you like that on your first day." He patted the bed for me to take a seat next to him. I walked in slowly not knowing what to say or do. " So ughh..did you like it?" he asked
    " It was okay..did you just write it"
    "Ya yesterday.. i was mean to you because of..."

    I just looked at him and it looked like he was about to cry.
    " Its ok..i wont tell anyone..i dont know anyone here"
    " Yesterday, i found out my girlfriend was just using me for her fame"
    "wow"
    " Ya and she did it, she is now one of the best actresses"
    " Whats her name and are you still with her?"
    " Of course not but she wants to be friends..its Katie"

    I knew exactly who she was. She was a blonde seventeen year old with brown highlights. Every guy fell for her. I woke up from deep in thought to find Jake standing in front of me. He had light skin with dark brown eyes. His hair looked like a skater's. Jake stretched his hand to me so i can get up.
    "Paris!!! Get down here!" I heard Carol yell. I looked at Jake then headed for the door. " Hey..do you accept my apology," i turned and looked at Jake. He gave me a puppy dog face you could never say no to. I nodded and ran down the stairs. " Ok..i have a lot of try outs you have to go to today," Carol said giving me a bunch of papers with movie titles on it. " I dont know of i can do this," I said giving the papers back.
    "Look, you were lucky enough for me to adopt you, now you better work for me"

    I stood there about to cry until George came into the room. " Sweetie calm down," he told his wife. He looked at me and told me to go get dressed. As i was up in my room, I started throwing my clothes and mumbling horrible things about Carol. I took off my shirt to start changing, then freaked when i saw Jake standing in my doorway.
    "What are you doing..stalking me!?"
    "No..i just went up here to tell you to wear something formal..my mom hates it if you look like a slob"

    I smiled sarcasticly and shut the door in his face. I started searching through my things to find the most horrible thing i had. It makes me happy to get someone back when i didnt even do anything to them.