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Beautiful Nightmares
Chapter Seven
Runaway Popstar? Miss Catty Noir was last seen at a party and not since. Did she get cold feet? Rumors are floating around about casting her in a new television series. But that may be at cost if she doesn't show up soon. The world loves Catty Noir, come back ghoul! More on this story as it develops.
Catty shut the television off, she shifted her gaze over to William who was enjoying his complimentary room serviced breakfast. She was speechless, they wanted to cast her in a television series? The more she thought about it, the more she loved the idea. She could always take a break from her music to focus on this series.
She hadn't done any professional acting, her parents had her in modeling as a werekitten so the camera did enjoy her presence. "What's going through your mind Catty?" William asked her, after hearing the latest news broadcast he wanted to know how she felt. Whether it was guilty or bad for running, or if she was glad she did it. He desired to be on the same page as her, whatever that was.
Catty let out a soft sigh, "That would be a scary cool opportunity, but I want to continue on to what I can discover down the road. Let's keep going for now. I just need to take some time to find myself."
William gave a nod, finishing up his serving of bacon. "I understand that, but you have to put out a statement or something before they send out a search party."
Catty forgot exactly how famous she indeed was, she tapped her chin in thought. "Let me come up with something." She dug through her bag and pulled out a notebook and flipped to a clean crisp page - instead of writing down some scary cool lyrics, she was going to write out her statement about taking a brief break to find herself. It sounded so much better when she spoke, rather than writing it down on paper - but she didn't want to show up on national television with the new look she was sporting. That would send all their hard work so far, spiraling down the drain. She wore pink for so long it felt natural, her black and electric blue felt so vibrant. It felt brand new.
The mere thought that she could feel just as brand new was exhilarating in itself.
I, Catty Noir, have decided to take a short hiatus. I need to step away to evaluate my life and figure out the next big step for me! Don't worry guys and ghouls, I'm never too far away from my fans! Muah, xo
This summed up her feelings perfectly, she needed a hiatus from the industry, not her fans. She adored her fans, wanting to please them, but she didn't want to lower herself and resort to singing a song about 'booty' to accomplish that. She wanted to give them wholesome, catchy, party-thumping music! A song that told a story. . . not a song that didn't mean anything. Her music was far from meaningless and she would do whatever she could in her power to keep it that way.
"I believe this will do it," she handed her piece of paper to William for a quick edit. "it's brief and to the point. Pretty crystal clear to me, how about you?"
"Hmm," he looked it over and gave a nod of approval. "it's great. I'll send it off to the local news and we'll pack up and get going. We have another ways of travel ahead of us."
Catty could hardly wait, she wasn't going to lie, the room was very nice and cozy. The beds were great but she didn't feel that she was done her traveling. Not quite yet anyway. It took her a mere ten minutes to get all their belongings gathered up and into the vehicle already.
Soon they both got in and Catty knew the drill, she buckled her seatbelt once she got comfortable in the back. The only thing on her mind was trying to come up with a name for new identity.
After a couple hours of debating, scribbling out and scratching in her notebook here and there, she narrowed it down to one. "Dakota Scarrison?" It might not have been the most original, but it was the only thing that Catty and William could come up with during the ride here. "It could work." They researched the nearest high school in the area. Monster High.
Catty insisted on doing a little more shopping, something about 'not being able to go to school all week with only three outfits and two pairs of shoes'. So while trying to remain on the down-low, she purchased clothes for the remainder of the month. Not to mention shoes, make up - apparently all the 'normal ghoul' expenses and they were completely necessary.
It was late in the evening and they pulled into a quaint little home. It was furnished, although there wasn't a soul in it. "I rented this home temporarily, it will be just as long as your stay here is."
The thought that already her stay wasn't going to be long did sadden her a little, but it was for the best. She knew that she couldn't stay here long even if she wanted to, things were far too complicated to stay. What with her being a popstar-in-disguise and all.
The two of them gathered all their luggage and brought it into their temporary home. It was very cottage-like on the inside, the interior done nice and modern, beautiful wood-stained ceiling and floors. She couldn't wait to put her clothes away and settle down. It'd be the first time in awhile that she'd be able to relax and enjoy herself thoroughly. "A little 'R' and 'R' is exactly what this ghoul needs. You get some as well Will, it's gonna be real interesting tomorrow." Catty, erm, 'Dakota Scarrison' was scared about her first day at Monster High, but she anticipated it more than anything.
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