"No! I'm not doing it I'm fed up" I storm into the apartment. I pass the open living room with its curving glass wall and up to date equiptment. I pass the door to the kitchen then the bathroom and spareroom. I go all the way to the last door at the end of the hallway. Which doesn't come of the open living room but the door is in a sort of alcove hallway at the end.

"But Melissa, this could be a great popularity rise" My manager says following me tapping several buttons on his organiser.

"Not doing it" I snap at him. I open the door to my room then turn to face him. "And I'm not changing my mind"

Then I slam the door shut. I turn to face my room. Its square with a bay window with a window seat. The black curtains were draw and the black soft seat had soft black pillow on it.

Also in the room was an old victorian desk with my apple laptop, Ipod in a music docking station and my accesories. To the right of that is a bookcase filled to the brim with books. The top shelf containing my drawing books and the second containing my music sheets. Stacked to one side of it are my canvas's, used and new, and to the other side is my guitar, violin and flute. The piano is in the livingroom.

My bed is a four-poster pushed up against the wall and of course has a black veil and bed spread. I sigh and go over falling on to it after dumping my bag at the end of it. Its a sort of messenger black and is a creamy brown.

My midnight black straight has is wild around me. I roll over and push it out of my face and allow my soft gray eyes to look up at the ceiling. My eyes have soft hints of violet in coming from my strange abilities.

I'm phychic and hate it. I sit up and go over and fetch my laptop bringing it back to the bed. Forgot to mention I have a flat screen tv which I also switch on.

A lame tv show comes on..... Oh wait no its Coldcase a crime series but the episode is a very very old one. I shake my head then log on to my user on the laptop.

MSN automatically logs on and a message pops up.

Samuel Says: - Hey

I find myself smiling and quickly reply.

Melissa Says: - Hey

- How r u???

Samuel Says: - I'm fine. Bit tired but whats new?

- How about u???

Melissa Says: - Fine.... I had an arguement with my

I hesitate. Should I tell him now? Should I tell him I'm Melissa Rose the new pop star. The UK wide seller even over broad...... No

- my guardian. He's asking me to try something out that stinks.

Samuel Says: - That's a bummer. They never listen

I hold back a laugh and stick with a smile. That's what I like about Samuel. He's kind, caring and always makes me laugh. He seems to like me for me not the pop star.

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Author guidance for This story

Melissa was born into a life she didn't want. She was physic and a very strong one.
But she made sure to keep this secret. Then she was dragged into Media from her perfect voice.
The only thing she wants is to find someone who likes her for herself.

Characters

Melissa Rose - Long straight midnight black hair. Soft gray eyes with hints of violet in. Medium height, quite thin limbs. Petite.
Has strong physic abilities which she keeps quiet. But now she's been dragged into the world of music and media.

Samuel Brokes - Short cut blond hair with hints of black. Bright green cat eyes. Medium height, quite bulky.
He met Melissa and became friends with her not knowing who she was. He's a normal boy with a strange background history.

updated May 2 '10 by CrystalRose