Zander's POV
"I promise." he says. Ugh... Stevie's gonna hate me for this...
"So... Stevie kind of has a weird past."
"How weird."
"Unexpected?"
"Explain it."
"Stevie used to be in beauty pageants when she was little-"
"No way."
"Yes way."
"She just doesn't seem like the type to compete in a beauty pageant. She's too smart for that." Charlie says.
"Anyways, for the talent portion, she showed off her musical talents. She sang and played all the instruments the people could scrape up for her."
"So how does this have to do with shame?" Charlie asks.
"Well, Stevie was famous being known as the 'Musical Prodigy' of the beauty pageants. Syevie hated the beauty pageants. She was forced to compete because her mother's mother forced her to competed in beauty pageants."
"I remember as a kid, I would see a little girl on TV competing in a beauty pageant playing the piano and saxophone. There was a lot of instruments that little girl could play. She was the musical prodigy?" Charlie asks.
"Yup. After she quit being the musical prodigy at all the beauty pageants, she came here and changed her image. Apparently, makeup makes you look really different. I was the only one who knew who she was as a kid." I explain.
"So... how does this have to do with her singing?"
"Well, she thought if no one heard her sing, no one would find out about her pageant past."
"Well, her friends heard her sing, and they didn't suspect a thing. It's not so bad. So she competed in pageants."
"When we first talked about it, she told me the kids at her old school kept making fun of he for being so fake. They told the whole talent of hers was fake. They thought she was lip-synching and plating to a recorded track, so they bullied her." I explain. Just thinking about it made me cringe.
"Ohh... That must've been tough." he says.
"Ya think?"
"Well, I'm gonna go hit the hay. Good night bro." he says.
"You too bro." Bro. Bro? I have a bro!
Let the adventures begin.
A/N: So... this was pretty short, but think about it. The previous chapters were kind of long, no? Ehh... I have a headache, so I'm just going to end the authors note from here.