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"Fuuto! You're on in five minutes!" a nicely dressed male hollered from the doorway to the dressing room of the famous pop star, Fuuto Asahina.
"Yeah yeah! I get it!" Fuuto hissed as he sat in front of a large vanity. He sighed and tapped his manicured nails against the table top of the vanity as he stared at his own reflection. "Louis? Could you hurry up? You heard my manager.." He was getting impatient since his brother Louis Asahina was taking extra care with his hair.
"Patience dear brother" Louis replied softly as he combed the rest of the hair to the left side, and pinned it in the usual style Fuuto preferred. He adjusted the small yellow pins in his brother's brownish pink hair and smiled. "There.. You're ready."
"It's about time!" Fuuto grumbled before standing up and immediately heading for the door. "Uh.. Fuuto? Like.. No hug for your brother?" Louis asked, hurt. Fuuto only waved him off as he vanished from the room. The pop star brat never really cared for pleasantries, and his main goal was to make his fans happy.
The moment he stepped out on stage, a barrage of screams attacked him. Many young women of all ages were cheering and jumping for joy. Fuuto smirked as he took the microphone off the stand and brought it to his glossed lips. "How are we doing tonight ladies?!" he asked, getting another barrage of screams. He chuckled lightly and walked towards the center of the stage. "Alright, settle down ladies.. Settle down.. Plenty of me to go around" he joked.
Many girls hollered and cried out for his attention. In the midst of all of these screaming young women, was a young lady, who sat in a chair in the way back of the crowd. She had ear buds in her ears and a notebook in front of her on the table she sat at. Her deep brown, near black eyes were glued to her work at hand.
The soft lights strung up around the concert arena, illuminated her soft pale skin, giving it a nice healthy glow. Her messy black hair covered most of her face as she hunched over her notebook, sprawling words across a page. She only paused to adjust her thin rimmed glasses or to take a sip of her smoothie.
Two feminine hands came down on her narrow shoulders, making her jump. "What on earth are you doing Nat?!" a young redheaded lady asked just before taking the chair beside her. She wore a black tank top with Fuuto's winking face plastered on the front, as well as a very short black skirt adorned with red bows and a patch of white and blue plaid. Natalie Simmons removed an ear bud and glanced at her, "what did you need Yashi?" she asked while writing more in her notebook.
Yashina Daeko sighed heavily before placing a hand on the center of the page her friend was working on. "Why aren't you up front with Juuno, Phil and I? This is a concert Natalie, not study hall" she teased.
With a heavy sigh, Natalie lifted her face so that her eyes locked on Yashina's bright green hues. Her red bangs framed her face so effortlessly. "Yashi.. I'm just, not interested in Fuuto Asahina, okay?"
Yashina's eyes widened and she placed a hand to her heart as if hurt. "Ack! Nat.. You strucketh me in the heart! You don't like Fuuto?! How can you NOT like him?! He's hot, a great singer and not to mention.. Hot!!" she whined before grabbing Natalie by her shoulders. "What is wrong with you woman?!" she asked while shaking her.
This made Natalie smile. How could she not smile? "I just.. I'm not interested in these bratty pop stars, okay!?" she giggled. "They're all the same anyway.. Self entitled brats that think the world revolves solely around them.. It's just not attractive in my book. I'd rather focus on Darius, now he's a man.." she boasted before getting back to her book.
"Yeah, but Darius is a made up character Nat. A character in which YOU created I might add. Don't you.. I dunno, ever want the real thing?" Yashina asked.
Natalie hummed as she kept writing. "Nah. I'm good with what I got, besides Darius and Penelope are about to have their first time. I'm excited.. It's going to be outside under the stars.." She soon looked up to see Fuuto on stage, and made a face of disgust. "Look at him! Parading around like he's all that and a bag of chips! Please.." She rolled her eyes and went back to her book, not saying another word.
"That's because he IS all that and a bag of chips" Yashina giggled before giving her best friend a smacking kiss on the cheek, leaving a red lipstick mark. "Ha! I claim you!" she joked and let out a forced evil laugh.
"Yulck! Yashi nooo!" Natalie grabbed a napkin and wiped at her cheek. "Go back to worshipping your future husband, and leave me alone" she said while smiling, showing that she was being sarcastic. Yashina rolled her eyes.. "Fiiiine! But when Fuuto and I get married, you're my maid of honor! No ifs, ans or buts missy!''
"Whatever you say Mrs Fuuto Asahina" Natalie joked as her friend walked off.