Demi's Story. Chapter 3.

I noticed that this one is a tad short, but I didn't want to fit the party part into this chapter! Sorry. :)

October 21.
6:20AM. Alarm just rang. Wake up. Get ready. Go run. Not 3 miles. 4. Faster. Go. Done? Take the short cut back to the hotel. Run there. That's right. Run. Go to your room and take a shower. Wash your hair, wash your soul. Clean. Pure. Now skip breakfast and go do your nails. Choose a cute outfit to wear today. You have no where to go, but maybe a cute guy will look at you. Ha! Yeah right. Hungry? No you're not. Don't argue with me. No you're not. You can have half a banana at 11am. That's about 45 calories. Hungry? You're gonna have to wait 3 hours. Hungry? Drink water.
"AGH!" I shouted. I had accidently hit my hip against the table in my hotel room. "SON OF A BIT---UGHHH" I slightly limped over to my bed and sat down. Sigh. What should I do? Run. No, I'm too tired to run. Go downstairs and come back up. Why would I do that? Cardio. No. Yes. No. Yes. Shut up. I went to my luggage and pulled out my scale. I exhaled. Then took the step, with a prayer.
118.4. Not good enough.
I grabbed my sweater and walked off, my inner demons yelling at me in pure hatred. I needed a getaway. Somewhere where I can just sit and breathe without paparazzi, without fans, without the "performers". I needed to relax, even if I am in a different country. Maybe if I invest in some relaxation, these voices...demons.. would leave me alone for good.
I turn a corner in the hallway only to find Ashley and Joe making out while waiting for the elevator. I rolled my eyes, passed them without notice, and took the stairs. God, she's thin.

"Joe..she's so strange.." Ashley kissed him up his neck.
"mmh." Joe shrugged.
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I got to the lobby just in time for Shorty to run up to me.
"Hey Demi!" She smiled excitedly
"Hi!" I said with the same, but fake, enthusiasm. Lately I've been distancing myself from everyone ever since Ashley came along. They all bow down to her highness.
"Wanna come with me to the party tomorrow night? It's a chill party, not much to do. Few people, few drinks, some nice music and hanging out. " She smiled.
"Um... Okay!" I smiled back at this. I was truly happy. I feel like I fit in more. I get to be with people and, once again, possibly distract myself from reality.
"Cool! Can't wait for tomorrow!" Shorty gave me a quick hug and ran off. I smiled a bit, knowing that we were still friends. We haven't talked in a while. In a long while, come to think of it. She only talks to me when people aren't really around.

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"DEMI YOU'RE UP IN 10!" My manager shouted, from across the hall. I was doing my make up and finished zipping up my dress. I put my headset on and walk off to the side of the stage, waiting for my queue. When It came, I ran out to the roaring crowd, singing Brand New Day. This was my escape. Where everything is so loud, I can't even hear my thoughts. Where I burn calories without thinking of the numbers. Where I actually feel a strike of confidence hit me. All while I do what I love. For the people I love. My fans.
At the end of my set, I walked off backstage and Terry from stage crew handed me an ice cold water bottle.
"Go get something to eat real quick." He gave me a very serious look.
"Uh-huh." I looked at him and nodded, then skipped away. As I was on my way to my own dressing room, I ran into a very gorgeous, thin woman standing next to a lava-headed Shorty. Embarrassed, I make no eye contact and just continue to walk away. To her, I was a pest. and I really felt like one, too.
"Oh God. She's so weird. How could Joe even.....What was he thinking??" Ashley said, slightly laughing.
"I have nooo idea! hah" Shorty replied and walked off with her *new* friend, Ashley. Beautiful and charming, tall and skinny. Ashley was replacing me in everyone's lives. Am I jealous?

When I finished preparing for my duet with Joe, I sat on the little sofa, chugged my water, and exhaled deeply. I felt my heart skip a beat. I was so nervous every time I had to perform this, especially with Ashley around. She would watch me with that judgmental look on her face, and the disgust in her eyes. Joe wouldn't even glance at me when she's there. I miss when he and I were friends. I miss him around. I miss when he used to laugh at me when I did something embarrassing, or smile at me when he was proud of me, or lecture at me when he was disappointed. I miss the old Joe. My Joe. I don't even know who he is anymore.
And I was on in 5 minutes.
Here we go again.

p.s I have no idea why the hell the video cut demi's pic in half. (or at least that's what I see??) i definitely did not make it that way. lol. the song is
Feeling Small by Mariana's Trench. (i LOVEEE them!)

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