Natalya Arlovskaya laid in her bed, music blasting out of her stereo. Posters of bands and some movies were scattered on the sky blue walls.
"And that was Come on Angel," the radio spokesperson said. "Next up is Alfred Jones's cover of SuperStar."
Natalya had been waiting for this song to come on. She loved singing along when her Alfred did, as if they both could say the same thing, no matter how far apart they were.
The country style guitar started as Alfred started to sing.
"This is wrong but I can't help but feel like
There ain't nothing more right babe
Misty morning comes again and I can't
Help but wish I could see your face
And I knew from the first note played
I'd be breaking all my rules to see you
You smile that beautiful smile and all the girls
In the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Good morning loneliness comes around when I'm not
Dreaming about you
When my world wakes up today
You'll be in another town
And I knew when I saw your face I'd be
Counting down the ways to see you
And you smile that beautiful smile and all the girls
In the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
You played in bars, you play guitar
And I'm invisible and everyone knows who you are
And you'll never see, you sing me to sleep
Every night from the radio
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Sweet, sweet superstar
Superstar."
The song finished with a couple words from Alfred that she would never get sick of hearing. "That was for you Natalya. Love you baby."