Arizona sat on the plane, tears stained on her skin, her eyes all red and puffy. Everyone on this plane who had seen her knew she had been crying. She was not embarrassed though. She was ashamed and angry. People dared make her feel alone and neglected, abandoned. She got treated like crap for no reason in general. This trip was supposed to be an oppurtunity to make a friend. She had sobbed everyday, the only people who seemed tolove her were her fans. They made her a bit more confident. She wiped the tears from her eyes, trying to make her face less red. She sang her music style a bit like Taylor Swift. Songs about losing someone, about losing everything. That was the thing. Her songs were all fake. She never had anything, so how could she love something. Taylor Swift sung about break ups and how hard it was, but she was more famous. She actually had boyfriends. Every guy wanted her as a girlfriend. Arizona believed she was beautiful of course, as every girl wants to feel. She wished desperately that some others thought that. Guys had crushed on her, many leaving. But she was not ugly. She knew that for certain. She stared out at the blue sky, and the clouds floating around. Exactly what she had written one of her songs about. A girl staring at clouds, and wishing she was watching them with someone else like she used to. She wondered where she got the songs from.
Jace watched as the woman with the trays of little snacks walked down the aisle. "Would you like anything, sir?" He grunted in response. Then he scowled at her and kept looking at her until she left. He had admirers, he was hot, girls liked him, and he liked them. But to focus on his career, he had to reject them and continue with his work. He could not have nuisances such as love, and hope, and such get in his way to fame. He loved his fans of course. They were the inspiration for his music and he thought of them when he was performing. Then he did jut fine. He always winked at a girl in the crowd, and right when he falls in love with one, he turns on them. Then he loses another fan. What was more important? True love or his career? Him being single would throw girls at him, him being taken would bring a lot of broken hearts. True love did not always prevail. He had ot met his true love apparentely, because he had resisted all of his others loves and crushes.
