1 Showbiz is Showbiz

"Kyaaa! Oh my God! Takahashi-sama is so hot! What do you think, Sora?" My best friend, Saika, looked at me with love in her eyes.

"I think he's meh. He isn't my type after all. Too feminine for me." I shook my head.

"What?! Their femininity is what makes them hot! Takahashi-sama has such a pretty face. I bet he can pass for a girl if he were to crossdress."

"That's weird." I sighed before my phone began to buzz. "Oh, looks like I need to head out. My dad wants me to go by the studio."

"No fair! I want a dad who works in the show business agency." Saika teared up. "Then I may have a higher chance of meeting Takahashi-sama."

"If I run into him, I'll be sure to say hi to him for you." I said waving my hand.

"You will?! You are such a good friend, Sora!!" Saika gave me a bear hug.

"Well, I'll see you later, Saika."

"Thanks! I love you!!"

"Yeah...sure."

Saika is always like this, fawning over boys. For me, I prefer more manly men. Those idols on T.V. are too girly for me.

"Are you ready to go, Sora?" Ren, my dad's co-partner, asked.

"Yep." I nodded my head.

This is my life. Ren comes and picks me up whenever dad sends me a message. They both of them are creepy that way. I don't even know how Ren found me.

"Did you eat lunch?" Ren asked as we made our way to the studio.

"I did." I answered.

"Are you thirsty?"

"No."

"Tired?"

"Nah. Anything else?"

"...Hungry?"

"Very."

"Didn't you eat lunch?"

"I did, but that doesn't mean I'm not hungry."

"Well, good thing. I happened to have brought a bento box today."

I turned around and saw the different amounts of pillows, water bottles, and lunch boxes. Yep. This is my life. Ren is like my second mom.

After eating the bento box, we arrived at the studio.

"Sora! Hurry! You need to come, the shooting is about to start!" My dad ran out of the studio.

"What? Already?" I asked.

"Here, take your wig." Dad placed the wig on top of my head.

"I'll go change!" I ran into the studio and towards the dressing room.

I then took out a dress shirt, dress pants, and a tie. I took off my school uniform and began to change. Once you get used to it, tying a tie is pretty easy. A few loops and there we go! I'm all ready to go.

"Man, you are so hot Takahashi-sama." My dad began to cry.

"Go and show your best act, Sora." Ren nodded his head.

"Of course."

This is my life. I'm not your average girl. I am Sora Takahashi. How did this all begin? Well, two years ago, my dad was in a pinch.

"We are losing business. XXX Studios are taking all the young good looking men. They leave nothing for us. Our views are going down because most of the people who are watching television nowadays are housewives. And what do they want? Young good looking men!" My dad vented.

"There, there, dear. No need to worry," mom comforted him. "I'm sure there will be some young men becoming actors for your studio someday."

"But...but..." My dad began to cry, "It's hard finding feminine men these days. That's what women apparently want."

"Man, suck it up, dad." I shook my head.

My dad then looked up at me. His eyes suddenly widened. "Sora!" My dad yelled.

He then looked through his work bag and took out a wig. He then put it on top of my head.

"Um...dad?"

"That's it! Honey, look at this!" My dad then showed mom.

"Oh my. Sora, you look like one of those young boys on television." My mom covered her mouth in shock.

"This kind of feels very insulting." I sighed.

"No, you will bring up my sales, Sora!" My dad put his hands on my shoulders. "Please become a male actor, Sora!"

"No!" I rejected.

"Sora!!!"

After my dad kept on begging, I finally gave in. Ergo, I became Sora Takahashi instead of Sora Yamada, my dad's last name.

My dream had been to become an actor, but this was different than how I imagined. I guess this may be the only chance I will get.

"Takahashi-sama, you made it!" The director greeted me.

"Sorry for being late." I greeted him in a low voice.

"Well, this is a great time. Have you met your co-star?"

"My co-star?"

I suddenly felt someone hug me from behind. Who was it?