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Final Fame

🇨🇦AlexaWinter
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Chapter 1 - Chapter One

Camera flashes *tck*tck*tck*

Paparazzi from different agency at the front of my house, angry mobs throwing things at my window, me squirting in fear in my room

Let's go back a bit to when I was still a normal college graduate with freedom

Few nights ago, I decided to go to the club for the first time to celebrate my graduate and my escape from college with my friends Ava and Christine

"I can't believe you finally decided to go to a club….. " she said as she was checking out different clothes that will look good on my body

" I can't believe it too" I replied her with a hint of regret, she sensed it so she hurriedly gave me a dress pushing me into the dressing room so I don't have time to back out of my decision. Ava and Christine have been trying to get me to go a club or party since freshman year but I never go due to my social anxiety and fear of larger crowds.

Alone in the dressing room, my anxiety started to surface as I thought about the ways my decision to go to the club could go wrong. I started to have difficult in breathing and my knee began to get weak. I just stood in front of the mirror and just stared aimlessly.

Ava came crashing into the dressing room I guess she was getting worried cause I didn't come out of the dressing room

"Wow!!!"she exclaimed as she was admiring my figure in the dress from the back smiling then she faced me and her smile dropped, she knew I was having a panic attack, she lowered me to the floor and placed my head on her thigh and started stroking my head and humming forever by labrinth. After fifteen minutes, my breathing became steady and I fell asleep

Later that day I woke up and found myself on the floor, my head on someone's lap. I looked around and it was dark with light seeping from the night lamp. I turned to the person's lap I just stood from and saw it was Ava sleeping, I knew I had another episode. Not wanting to wake Ava I silently stood up to check our location and saw we were in the dressing room, I search for my phone for few minutes before finding it.

I checked the time,it was already past seven. I have been asleep for two hours. I heard sound coming from Ava and saw she was starting to wake up. She looked tired, I felt really sorry that she has to be friends with a loner graduate like me

"When did you wake up?" she asked tiredly

"I'm so sorry for giving you stress when you should be out partying and celebrating your graduation " I said

She stood up from the floor taking some time in stretching her legs before walking over to me

"You don't need to be sorry "she said with a smile

"…..since you are,there is only one way for you to repay me" I waited patiently for her to complete her statement

"Let's go out tonight "she said as she monitored my reaction

"You don't have to worried about the crowd, this club is for the elites and the vips, only rich people get to access it " she continued

"No one will approach you and we get a space for us like a private lounge" she said with her eyes full of hope, I noticed Christine leaning at the door pleading with me to go

I sucked in large amount of air and answered

"Okay I will go but you guys should not leave me and go and have sex in the bathroom " I said motioning to the two of them

" We swear " Christine said as he walked in the room and placed his hand around Ava waist giving her a light kiss on her cheek

I rolled my eyes at his cringy love affection

"Since when did you get here?" I asked Christine knowing he was not here when I had my panic attack earlier

"Ava sent me an errand to the mall to get some bags and shoes and deliver it but when I came back I saw both of you on the floor, I wanted to move you two to the bed but Ava didn't allow me so I just waited till you guys woke up" he narrated

I smiled at his usual endless narrative

"Okay let's hurry, we need to leave by nine so let's start getting ready " Ava said ushering Christine out of the dressing room