Introductions

I sit at my desk in my private studio in my house, trying and currently failing to come up with lyrics to the tune in my head. I'm trying to write the last song that I need before I release my new album. It's set to release in a month and I haven't even got lyrics to the tune yet.

"Hey Rin?" Says Vivian. Vivian Gray is my best friend and just so happens to be my manger. I met her fifteen years ago when we were in kindergarten and we have been best friends ever since. Her being the loud, confident, 'I won't take shit from you' best friend and me being the shy, quiet, 'leave me the fuck alone' best friend. You know now looking back on it I realize now that it's really weird we're best friends and have been for this long.

We even started college together too. She majores in business and I majored in music. Key word being majored. I had dropped out after my first year there. To be honest it just wasn't for me. I wanted to be on stage, performing, not stuck in a room with people I didn't like and a teacher that hated me for some reason. I kinda hated her too, if I'm being honest. So bossy. Even for a teacher. She was kind of a bitch.

Vivian is still in college though. She's currently in her second year and is top of her business classes. She was always great in school and loved it too. Managing a pretty popular musician probably helps with that. She's allowed to be my manger because they say that it's great practice. Plus she gets a lot of extra credit.

Vivian has shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, and tan skin. She also has that aura and personality that says 'don't fuck with me or I'll fuck your life up' and she can. I've seen her do it before. It was not pretty. The poor boy had to move away. Though he was a bully and asshole so I don't regret helping her.

"Rin? You ok there? You kind of zoned out." Asks Vivian. Right she was talking to me. I can't believe I zoned out. Actually yes I can. I do it a lot.

"Yeah sorry, just thinking. What's up?" I ask. I knew she wanted to ask me something. A best friend always knows. Plus she pretty much asked me a question before I zoned out.

"Well, have you heard of that new dancer, Kylee Rogers?" She asks me. Of course I've heard of her. She's a very popular dancer in the arts industry. A lot of people like her.

"Yeah, why?" I ask. It's odd that she would ask if I know her. If I know Vivian, and I do, something's going down.

"Well, her manger had reached out to me a few days ago and offered to do a collaboration!" She said. I opened my mouth to object but Vivian beat me to it. "And before you say anything, I already said yes. Think about it! At least half of her fans would become yours if it all goes well! All you would have to do is sing in some of her music videos and she would dance at some of your concerts!" She says. I suppose this wouldn't be too bad. All I have to do is sing a little. I mean it's not like we're going to be living together.

"Oh and by the way, they'll be here in ten minutes and Kylee will have to stay here. One of her backup dancers kicked down a candle and burned down her house so she needs a place to stay. And it's not up for discussion!" Vivian tells me. Me and my big stupid inner voice. Just had to jinx it. Why me?!

"What the fuck Vivian!" I yell.

I've heard that she is a gossip queen too. Great, just great. I'm going to have to wear my mask 24/7 now until she can find a place to stay, I think as I pull my mask over my nose.

"Wait, isn't she rich? Why can't she like rent a hotel room or something?" I ask. Vivian just grins at me and I know that she's up to something. Wait a minute. Suddenly it all clicks into place. She did this on purpose!

"Vivian! I dont want a gossip queen living with me! What if she finds out who I am?! She'll tell everyone!" I yell. I can feel my nerves acting up, my heart rate quicken in worry. I hate when I get like this. I just have to have anxiety, don't I!

"Chill Rin! Breathe!" She says I start gasping for air to fill my now empty feeling lungs. "I made her sign a no disclosure agreement. If she finds out your identity she can't say anything about you to the general public. Otherwise she'll probably lose her label." Vivian says. I guess that makes me feel better. She definitely wouldn't do it with the threat of losing her label. Those are really hard to come by.

After a few minutes of deep breaths, me obviously, and Vivian telling me to calm the fuck down, I finally did. Suddenly the doorbell rang and Vivian raced out of the room, me right behind her.

Vivian opened the door to reveal a woman who had her light brown hair in a bun on her head, tan skin, and blue eyes. She was wearing a business suit and looked to be no older than me and Vivian. Also just so happened to be Vivian's type. Ohhhh, sweet, sweet revenge.

"Hello miss Gray, miss Tami." Said the woman, who I assumed was Kylee's manager. I haven't heard someone call me miss Tami in awhile. I don't like it.

"Miss Aster, let's go talk more about this in my office, give these two some space to talk?" Said Vivian. No Vivian, don't leave me!

Aster had nodded in agreement and I had known her all of two minutes and could tell that she normally had a stoic face on. So when a small, but noticeable, smile appears on her face I know that means they are up to something.

I watched as they walked off, down the hall and toward Vivian's office. It is my house but we spend most of our time here so of course Vivian has to have an office here. And a bedroom.

"Ahem." Came a voice from the door. Turning I see a woman with dirty blonde curly, but not incredibly curly, hair that flows down her back, green eyes, and light skin. She's wearing a pink crop top hoodie with a black undershirt, black leggings, and white sneakers. To be honest she might be one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She's holding a suitcase handle, and has a duffel bag hanging from her shoulder. Shaking my head to hopefully shake out those thoughts I say "Oh, yeah, um, let me show you to the guest room."

She smiled at me and I can feel my face start to heat up. I don't like it. I see a suitcase and a duffel bag behind her and grab them, starting to walk down the hallway. I hear Kylee behind me.

Opening one of the doors to one of the guest bedrooms, I walk in and set the duffel bag down along with the suitcase. Turning around I almost walk right into her. I'm face to face with Kylee. Turns out she was right behind me. I hear my breath hitch in my throat. Our faces are inches away, and I can feel her warm breath on my face. My eyes are locked right onto her green ones.

Turning my head, a deep blush spreading across my face. I'm really glad I'm wearing a mask. "Well, um, you can make anything you want for dinner, I don't normally eat dinner at a specific time. If you need anything I'll be in my studio." I say as I quickly walk out the room, closing the door behind me.

What just happened!?