One Month Ago

Jessika shifted nervously on the raising platform. She didn't like performing new songs without them going on an albulm first.

"30 seconds til go time, hunny," her manager called to her. Jessika inhaled sharply when the platform started shaking, it was go time. Thousands of voice shouted over another. As soon as they saw the top of her head there were applause. When the platform had stopped moving she walked onto the actual stage.

"How is everyone tonight?" she spoke into the microphone, cheers of Great! and Awesome! filled the auditorium, "Wow, me to!" she smiled. She looked over at her drummer, Donald, who took the signal and started slamming notes out.

"Break a-way," she sang the first note out loud into the cheering fans.


This morning

Jessika rolled over off her bed, landing with a thud on the ground. She sat there for a minute, looking around the room that loved her before and after she was famous. She smiled lightly, laughing to herself that at least one thing loved her. She sighed, No sense in feeling sorry for yourself. Suck it! You're a big girl! Heck, you're Jessika Scott, you can do anything, she gave herself a pep-thought. She inhaled and stood up, walking over to her closet. She yawned and puled out her choice of clothes for the day. After getting ready she walked out of her door and into the hallway. This was an old house, she lived here before she was 'dicovered'. She wasn't sure how everyone would react to her return. Jessike shrugged, as if it didn't matter, and slid down the stair banister, much to the dissapproving glare of her grandmother. Jessika smiled at the old hag before walking outside and hopping on the bus as it pulled in front of another kids house.

Marco woke up and sat on his bed"Man ive got to get up earlier."He said as he got off of the bed and left his room.Marco was greeted by trapper his german shepard puppy."Hey boy i suppose you want your breakfast before i leave."He said getting the dogfood out and pouring some into trapper's bowl."There you go buddy eat up."He said getting his things and preparing to leave.Marco stepped out the door as the bus arrived in front of his house.He jumped into the bus and took his seat on the bus next to a girl he never met"Hey how are you?"He asked.

Jessika jumped slightly when a guy slid in the seat next to her.
"Oh, um, good. I guess," she murmured, looking out the window. Did he not know who she was? This was where she grew up before she was famous. There were pictures of her everywhere. Maybe he was a hermit? No. He just walked out of a house.
"Do you know who I am?" she asked him, in a quiet, whispery voice.

"Not really you look familiar but i dont believe i know you at all."He said."Sorry about that im not one for remembering faces i remember people by their voices alot better though."He said.He looked at her embaressed.

Jessika smiled and pointed at herself, "I'm Jessika Scott, the singer," well, at least she didn't have to worry about being treated differently. She looked out the window at the hundreds of trees. She looked over her shoulder at him and pointed to a small clubhouse in between some trees, "I made that when I was five with my mom," she smiled and looked out the window again.

"Ok well at least i know now."Said marco."Im Marco Aztin its nice to meet you jessika."He said with a smile but something played on his features it was perhaps what looked like a glimmer of pain.

Jessika smiled lightly and looked out the window as the bus stopped yet again...




-Bleh short post-

"Ok so do you want to talk about something?Im kind of bored riding on this bus makes me that way then again so does school."He said."So anything youd like to talk about?"He asked.

waiting for his school buse to make it to his house, Dazzle Richards slung his half-full messenger bag around his shoulder. He was quite tired of this, and he was just waiting for something exciting to happen today. Sighing, he opened the bag to rumage in it. His face lit up when he had apparently found what he was looking for. It was an iPod, although it hardly beared any resemblance to one by now. Dazz had bought it himself. Pulling out his favorite headphones, the bus stopped right in front of him.

Carefully, ever-so-careful, Dazz made his way onto the large yellow vehicle, scrobbing through his songs. A album by Jessika Scott popped up as he made his way down the aisle. He shrugged, then lowered the mp3. Right in front of him, sitting next to Marcus, was Jessika Scott. He blinked several times to make sure it wasn't just an after-image. After he nearly dropped his iPod, he muttered, "No way."

Jessika sighed and glanced at Marcus, she stared out the window as a boy stepped onto the bus. She looked up at him. He was staring at her. She smiled and half-waved, half-saluted him, "Hiya," she said quietly before looking out the window again.She didn't feel like talking, because of her horrible week, (break-up, moving, tour just ending,etc) she sighed as the bus drived turned and yelled at the guy to take a seat.

Chase let out a loud yawn, waiting at his bus stop. "Ohio Is For Lovers" by Hawthorne Heights blared loudly thought the headphones. He blinked as the bus suddenly pulled in front of him. He had not seen it coming. He chuckled to himself, brushing his dirty blond hair out his face and stepped onto the bus. He was currently wearing a Bring Me The Horizon band t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and black boots. The kids rolled their eyes as he got onto the bus. They all loved to see the strange things this dork would wear.
He did not notice the new face. He barely remembered the old faces. The bus driver yelled at him like she did most of the kids. He groaned. "Alright alright, lady. Get your panties out of a bunch." He said before plopping down in the very back seat and pulled out a comic book, propping his boots on the seat in front of him as he read quietly.

Dazz twitched as the bus driver's voice broke him out of his trance. It was so strange, seeing a celebrity. His sister has made him listen to many Jessika Scott albums, and he giggled at the thought of her. He quickly made his way to the back seat, next to Chase. He'd just moved here, too. Was this normal? What was normal?

Turning to the boy next to him, still not making eye contact to anyone, he asked, "So, uh, dude, what's up with this place?"

Issabella watched almost in horror as the bus started to drive away. Normally, she walked to school, leaving extremely early, before most students even arrived or left to school themselves. However, she had stayed up late doing work, and somehow managed to oversleep. Which, had never happened before. "Wait! Wait wait don't go! Stop!" she yelled, running behined the now moving bus. As she ran her light brown or almost orange locks of hair bounced about, as did her necklaces, and her bracelets sliding up and down her arms. She looked like a little girl running, she was so skinny, and her face looked younger as well. The only thing that would make one second guess her age was that she was a bit tall, but she was also basically a twig. It was lucky for her she ran fast, as she was almost catching up with the bus, her white spaghetti strapped dress flowing in the breeze as she did so.

"Stop! I need to get in there!" she shouted, now along side the door. The bus driver looked at her, almost glowering at her. However, the bus slowly stopped, as did Izzy, catching her breath and then stepping inside. "Goodmorning!" she said happily. "I am so sorry, I normally don't take the bus..and I overslept." she said in a high childish voice. The bus driver didn't answer her, so she turned to look at the seats available, most of them taken. There was however room in the back, so she headed that way. As she walked she saw whom she knew to be the notorious Jessika Scott, and smiled at her saying hello, but then continued on.

There were two boys already sitting there, and she sat beside the one with black hair and smiled at him. She placed her book bag which had been slung around her shoulder, beating her as she ran on her lap and opened it up. Inside were her basic school books, an ipod, iphone, camera, but what she was looking for was her manga for the day. She took out Black Bird volume two and opened it up. "Hi, I'm Issabella, but you can call me Izzy." she said happily to both people next to her. It was a good thing she was so skinny, or she would not have fit at all. She opened the manga, reading it traditionally backwards. "Do you take the bus normally? I don't, but I stayed up so late I sort of well, didn't get up this morning." she said, extremely dissapointed in herself. "So what's your names?" she asked, looking at the manga. Her long wavy locks of her were starting to fall in her face as she looked down.

Chase yawns and blinks, hearing someone speak to him. Shyly, he took one earphone out and looked at the boy. He was very not used to anyone sitting next to him, much less speaking to him. "Um..Hey. Not sure what is up here. I tend to just float along." he barely got his words out when a girl sat next to them. He glances at what she was reading and could barely help but say his input. "Kyo is my favorite character. I am Chase by the way." He mumbles, going back to reading Soul Eater volume 3. He slipped his headphone back in, not much for conversation or interaction amongst other people.

Jessika sighed and stared out the window. Obviously she chose the town she was most unknown. What was wrong with her anyway? Apparantly she wasn't that famous if she wasn't known here. She grimaced, realising how superficial she was being. She was so stupid, she was caught up in Hollywood.







-short post, blurg-

"Of course. Learning another place's kind of crazy isn't fun," Dazz remarked. It had taken him forever to get used to his old home. He just guessed that keeping a low profile and getting by was the safest course of action. Turning to the girl and smiling, he added, "I'm Dazz. Well, it's actually Dazzle Richards, but that's too long for my taste. And tengu really do rock. Well, Black Bird's version, at least." With that, he took out a sketchbook from his messenger bag and started drawing various Japanese monsters as chibis.

Jessika sighed with relief as the school pulled into view. The bus pulled to a stop in front of the school. Jessika grimaced seeing about 20 paparazzi hanging around the side. The doors swung open, letting the teens flow out into their groups. Jessika sighed again and walked off the bus, only to have lights flashed in her eyes one after another. She smiled and asked them nicely to leave her alone when she was at school, only to be replied with more flashes.

"Seriously! Leave me alone!" She told them, pushing one of the cameras away. She frowned when they kept taking pictures and asking questions.

"Do you plan on getting a new boyfriend? Is Jason coming to find you? Will you take him back?" The questions seemed to not stop. She covered her ears and sat on the ground, closing her eyes, trying to block it out.

Marco stepped off the bus to see a crowd of people surrounding jessika"LEave her alone!"He shouted stepping in front of her to try and push the crowd back."Just stop asking her questions and let her get on with her life, its people like you who make me sick to my stomach,bothering a poor girl like her after she had her heart broken."Said Marco."Leave her alone and give her heart some time to heal cant you see she cant think properly right now?Just leave her alone or else ill make you leave her alone."He began to growl."And no im not her boyfriend but i can easily become her bodygaurd so all of you back off or else."He said.

Jessika frowned hearing Marco's voice shouting at the paparazzi, she could already see the headlines. She looked at him, she wasn't going to ruin his glory moment by telling him she had mulitple body gaurds in the parking lot, who were headed this way. One of them held onto her elbow and helped her up. She smiled thanks at Marco as the paparazzi scurried off. She then took her back pack and headed towards the school, whose student body was already paying massive attention to the starlet's arrival. She smiled as she figured out that she wasn't unknown, it was just a few people. Jessika looked around and found her locker. She stared at it, totally confused about how to do a combination. Feeling like an idiot, she decided to bring her bag to class at the risk of looking even more stupid then she felt.

Jessika pushed her hair behind her ear and fumbled around her bag looking for a pencil. She found her case and smiled, realising Marth, her manager, had sharpened them all last night.

Chase gets off the bus, only to have a microphone shoved in his face. He blinks. "How does it feel to know that Jessika Scott is going to your school?" They asked in a false perky tone. Chase had no idea who Jessika Scott was, due to it not being his type of music. But he just glared at the paparazzi member. "How does it feel to know your only excitement in life is making up lies and chasing after people who hate your guts?" he steps around them, yawning.
He stared at the new scene in front of him, the boy defending the girl. Guess that's who all the paparazzi is after. Troublesome really. Wonder how long this will last. he thinks, watching them all scurry off. He laughs a bit, sticking his foot out and tripping one of them.

Issabella smiled at the two of them, happy that had any idea what she was talking about. "Yeah Kyo is my favorite too!" she said to the boy, before he had burried himself into a comic. The other boy then spoke to her, whose name was Dazz or Dazzle. "That's fun, you're name is cute." she smiled at him. When she saw him draw she became immediately interested. "You draw too? You're pretty good, I don't draw chibis though I wish I could." She then felt the bus come to a stop, and turned to see a bunch of paparazzi outside. It was obvious who they were there for, but she thought it rather annoying. Why was she in this school anyways? She watched the other boy get up and go outside, along with the others from the bus. "Well I'm going to go to first period, what's your first class?" she asked the boy drawing, as she got he bag and got up.

She walked out of the bus, thinking perhaps the boy would follow behined her. When she got off however, she was bombarded with the paparazzi. "Do you know Jessika Scott?" one asked shoving a microphone in her face. "Are you friends with her?" another said walking up to her. "What do you think of her attending this school?" Izzy smiled at them all, though overwhelmed. "It's lovely she is going to this school, I don't know her..no we aren't friends." She was then asked a million other questions, and was started to feel smothered, she slowly pushed her way through them, only to see the boy from before who had mentioned Kyo was his favorite character. "Hey! Did they stop you too? Those people are crazy!" She gave him a sweet smile. "So where you headed?"

Chase looks at the girl from the bus and blinked a few times. "Um.. Yeah. That's why I tripped him." he says with a grin, his dirty blond bangs falling into his eyes. He then sighs. "What if this happens every day? I mean..It's cool to have a star here and all, but what if the paparazzi shows up every damned day?" he glances at her and then at the star. "This is going to be a unique day. Wonder how many fans she is going to have when we walk into the school." he chuckles to himself, following the crowd into the school doors.

Dazz blushed slightly. He definitely wasn't used to compliments, so this was all new to him. "Th-thanks. Izzy sounds really cool, too," he smiled, back at her, "And I can only draw cartoons or chibis. My manga isn't that great, since realism troubles me." As he got up, he managed to open the back door of the bus. There's no way I'm going through that crowd, he thought. While he prepared to sneak out, he said, "I've got Algebra," and with a smirk, he was gone.

Exiting this way, Dazz was fully aware he would get fewer questions but some attention if this was being recorded. It didn't matter, he just didn't want to talk to all those fake people pretending to care. When he jumped through the back door though, there was a cameraman and reporter wanting. They looked up at him, smiling, "Excuse me, do you have time to answer some questions about Jessika Scott?"

"Well, if I want to miss Math, fail my class, get held back, have a crappy job, and live the rest of my pathetic life in poverty, sure," he groaned. They just kept smiling. "That means no," he laughed, pushing past them. He found the two he had sat on the bus with. As Chase left, he started walking, then turned back to Izzy. "So where are you going? If you want, I could walk with you. I suspect the school'll be swarming with paparazzi also."

It really just dawned on her when he said that, the fact that paparazzi could be here all the time. Would she really like that? She had a troubled look on her face, usually she walked to school, should she stop doing that? Or, would it be better because Jessika took the bus? She laughed when he said he had tripped one of them, it was mean, but she still laughed all the same. When he started walking away, she shouted after him. "Hey wait what's your name!?" before he could answer, she saw the boy from before, Dazzle, or Dazz. She smiled and waved at him. "So where are you going? If you want, I could walk with you. I suspect the school'll be swarming with paparazzi also." she nodded to him. She would love the company and he seemed nice, she also didn't want to keep bumping into the crazy paparazzi, at least not alone.

"I have Algebra 2, but doesn't the same teacher teach it? It's like a merged class, so I'll walk with you sure!" her face lit up at the fact she now had company. "I don't really like the paparazzi here, they seem to be a bit crazy..." she said while starting to walk with him. There were various flashes at her, apparently they wanted to catch the students who attended with the star. She started blinking rapidly and turned away not being able to handle the flashes. They were asking more questions, and one of them got so close to her that it had scared her a bit. She had an awkard look on her face as she clung to her bag walking with Dazz.

Chase yawned, walking into the school, alone as usual. Hating people and never having any friends had its charms. He was never late to class. As he walked, a camera was shoved in his face. He growled under his breath and kept walking. He hated this attention, and, while he knew he shouldn't, he sort of blamed the star. After all, if she wouldn't have come here, there would not have been all of these people.

Walking to class quietly, Chase saw a few girls whispering. "I heard Jessika is REALLY coming here! Think she would want to be my friend?! I'm going to ask her to sign my shirt!" Then a different group of girls: "She thinks she can just show up and rule the school? Whatever." Chase sighed. Girls were so evil to each other. He turned the corner and headed to his Literature class. He enjoyed that class. He sighed when he saw a crowd out side the classroom. "Seriously? Don't tell me shes in my class.."