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Chapter 2...straight after the first. |
I guess I don't wish for a normal life. I mean, I like my job. I like to act. I like to play someone else. Not because I'm want to escape my life or whatever. I just like doing that. It feels like you're intentionally giving yourself mutliple personalities. And face it, I like the cameras, and the cameras love me. As egocentric as that soungs... Nah, that sounds egocentric. Scratch that. Never mind. So yeah. Mommy and Daddy are breaking up. Sissy's got a baby. Archnemesis is your BFF. Boyfriend is not your boyfriend. And your 4 year-old self is literally taking a mudbath. Typical teenage life, you know. Maybe not. I mean, I don't have to worry about book reports, essays, or...what I'm gonna wear to school tomorrow. But I do have to worry about what other people think of me [on a grander scale]. I do have to worry about my education [in case I'm out of an acting gig and have to find another job]. I do have to worry about friends [because I don't really know if they're my friends or not...] And I do have to worry about what I wear to awards show [because I'll probably get plastered on the Worst Dressed List, and I'd really rather avoid that...as much as humanly possibly, I mean, honestly, my ego can only take so much.] So now that you're up to date on my stupid biography--I'll avoid telling you my birthday, the location of my home, and the names of my family. But I'll tell you this. My name is Alexandria "Alex" Casper. And welcome to the life of a teenage movie star with lunatic issues.... |