A Lonely Girl In a Crowd

Tess Simmons walked back stage and collapsed onto a couch. She pushed her bangs from her face and looked down at her hands. Her silver purity ring stood out against her pale hands. She slowly got up and walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. She was wearing white go-go boots, small and revealing dark magenta shorts, a dark magenta sports bra and one of those white shirts that you tie on that reveals your stomach and you need something under it. She looked herself up and down then turned and walked out the door of her dressing room and walked over to the stage to see that Avril had started singing her song When You're Gone.

Tess turned as her mother called out her name. "Honey, come meet Connect 3," she called. I walked over to them and put on my best fake smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," she said with fake cheerfulness.

Tess's POV

"You… to," Nate said slowly. I pretended I didn't notice that look. I knew exactly what he was thinking, it was fair, I did look like a slut the way I was dressed. I noticed Avril was done with her song and I looked over to them then back to the stage.

"Bye," I whispered as I walked over to the stage, slipping a thin red item into my pocket. I put my microphone on my head and waited for her to introduce me.

"And now TESSSSSSSSSSSS SIMMIONS!" she yelled into the microphone. I walked out and waved at my screaming fans, if only they knew what they were going to see. After talking to them for a minute I started to sing:

"I'm a Hollywood teen with no name

I'm the girl you never here about

I'm the one that sings her heart out

I'm the one you never call

And I'm the one that's going to fall

Cause I'm done

I'm gone

I'm the one you saw by the pond

You saw me then

But you can't see me now

I'm invisible to anyone

I please everyone

But I need to follow my heart this time

I can't stay

Please don't stray

I ask you don't cry

I'll be at the castle of the sky

My voice will flow threw the wind

I can not stay, I must die

I'm all alone

Never without

I'm a little girl in doubt

I want to fly

I want to run

She used to love me

But now it's no

I'm sorry you chose to come to this show… show

You saw me then

But you can't see me now

I'm invisible to anyone

I please everyone

But I need to follow my heart this time

I need to say goodbye and I give it

I love you all, you were my life

I tried, I did

I'm sorry but this is all a lie

I'll fall today

I don't want you to cry

But please say good bye

I'm sorry you're here

I'm sorry I can't shield your eyes

I'm sorry but I have to die

So I guessssssssssss…

This i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i s… GOOD BYE!" I screamed and pulled the Swiss army knife from my pocket. I didn't know why, but I had to do this in front of my fans, for them to see… I wasn't perfect; I wasn't who I was made to be. And with that I slid my throat and fell to the ground. The microphone fell off my head as my blood splattered everywhere.

My heart stopped beating, my lungs stopped breathing, my pulse stopped pulsing, my tears stopped spilling, and my heart… stopped breaking.

Nate's POV

"SHIT!" I yelled as she slit her throat. I gently pulled on Shane and Jason's sleeves and they followed me as we ran to her dressing room. Our parents followed, tears in they're eyes. I looked around the dressing room and found a notebook; it looked like it was the only personal item in the whole room. I opened the small book and read aloud:

"Dear Whoever Cares,

My name is Tess Simmons. I'm 15 years old and am a pop singer. You would think I would be happy living the dream… well I'm not. My mother and manager, who happens to be my step-father, have decided that wearing revealing cloths would make me a popular singer. I don't think so, look at the Connect 3 brothers, they have a purity ring just like me and everyone loves them. I want a mother that cares for me. That's someone I NEVER had. She gave me fake love before my dad "accidentally" died. Then my older brother, my only protection from my mother's evil clutches, got into a car "accident" and he died. Now my mother has people thinking very low of me and that I'll jump into bed with anyone. It's not anyone, it's NO one. You can say 'poor baby' but I don't want pity, I want love, and since I'll never get that, I'll use the army knife my dad gave me when I was 12 and I will die tonight. I want my fans to know that I'm not what I seem, but I know that's not the only reason I'm doing it in front of them. I don't know what the real reason is and I don't think I want to know either. Whoever you are, thank you, for listening to my story. I'm sorry, that you probably saw my death, I'm sorry if you met me, I'm sorry that you are wasting your time reading this. I'm sorry. Again my name is Tess Simmons and I'm everything that's wrong with the dream.

Thank You

Very, very, much."

5 Months Later

Shane, Nate, and Jason walked threw the white snow. Jason was holding a pink rose, Shane held a orange rose, and Nate held I white rose. They walked up to a tombstone. They saw a little girl sitting at her tomb. They approached and gently lay their flowers down. The girl smiled softly as she got up and walked away with her hands in her pockets. A letter fell from her pocket.

Nate went over to pick it up:

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Heart,

Congratulations, we have found who adopted your daughter Lizzie Heart. She was adopted by a family in LA. Her current name is the one, the only, Tess Simmons. You may go to see her any time.

Sincerely,

Fred Watson

A/N I dreamed this last night and it's been bugging me for 3 hours so I desiced to write the darn thing. It's really sad, I know.

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