A/N: Written for the Mega Prompts Challenge, word prompts #465 – film.
Practice Acting
Sara sings and she acts but, truthfully, she prefers the singing more. That's her true talent, not pretending to be someone else. That skill only ever came from practice.
And it was a tough practice too, pretending to be Sala, the singer without a gender. Particularly when people crept too close trying to figure out who she was. Particularly when she got too close to people and worried how close they might be getting.
It was too straining. And too false – she needed to become famous with her own name and face after all, and Sala was hindering her, stealing all the fame for…herself? Himself? They'd specifically designed Sala to be androgynous, but sometimes Sara found it depersonalised Sala as well. And maybe that was what was so attractive about Sala. What everybody loved.
Not as many people loved Sara. But there were some new people. Who didn't think of her as Sala at all. But she loved all her fans, because whether as Sala or Sara, she'd earned them.
But it was refreshing to be able to sing to them without the need for a mask or another persona.