The Hollywood Liars
You Can't be too Carefull Anymore
Silver’s POV
I speed down the rocky road on my Vespa, finding out you’ve been living a lie for so long is the worst thing that can happen in a young girl’s life. You would think that living in Hollywood I’d known that everyone is a liar, but still, I’m so young and it’s just not right. Hollywood, I love you but this isn’t the life I’d like to live anymore. I want to be a normal girl, or at least slightly normal but I just can’t take this anymore. It’s official, I’ll show the truth after the interviews I’m doing. Normal life I’m calling you, I need you, please.
Once I find my way out of the woods I drive down the roads to Beverly Hills to my house, or should I say “house?” This is all so confusing for me, Julie told me I’m a Barakat but still, I’m wishing for normality. I’m so lost and confused that I just can’t think straight. Please just let me live a life where I’m not lost.
I get to my mansion but I don’t park my Vespa, just putting it into a stop once I’m in the driveway and throw my helmet somewhere in the bushes.
“Mom, dad?” I yell through the house but get no response except from one of maids in the classic outfit.
“Mistress Walker your parents aren’t here at the moment, they went out on a fancy dinner at the Urasawa but if you need them I can get the driver to bring you there.” She says in a slight foreign accent.
“I’d like to just drive there on my own. Urasawa is the Japanese resturant right?”
“Yes, you should wear something fancy instead of the clothing you’re wearing now.”
“I’ll wear something alright. They’ll love it.”
“Well get ready mistress.” She says and turns on her heel to clean the foyer.
I walk upstairs to my room and grab the most unfancy things I can find just to show I am who I am.
It takes a while but once I find the perfect outfit I hop on my Vespa back on the road to Urasawa.
“Hi I’m looking for my parents. Last name Walker, first name Mark and Tosh.” I ask the first person I see at the restaurant.
“Who are you?” He says in a snooty accent.
“Just said I’m looking for my parents, Mark and Tosh Walker. I’m their daughter.”
“Yes darling and I’m a man dressed up as Kim Kardashian, now leave or I will have you escorted out.”
“I’ll fucking sue you if you don’t let me in.” I respond.
“Security! This girl refuses to leave!” He calls and then I get thrown out of the restaurant.
I start to cry on the side of the road looking at the sky. It’s grey, like my mood, and rain starts to fall.
“Why does everything hate me? First I’m living the dream, then I’m realizing I’m not who I am and now I’m crying on the curb because I look like a street kid.” I cry to myself for a while.
Then I hear voices that sound similar to my possible “parents.”
“I can’t believe a little street kid came looking for us. I’m sorry but Silver won’t be here with us, she’s at a friend’s house from what she texted us.” My mom says.
“Oh that looks like the street kid over there. Um hello there, why were you looking for us?” My dad says.
“I can’t believe it.” I say standing up. “I’m your own fucking daughter and you can’t recognise me! Well get with the picture. I’m not who I was. All you are is a bunch of liars! I hate you!”
“Honey just walk away, I think it’s Julie’s child.”
“Oh that’s bullshit. I’m gonna walk away and pretend you don’t exist! Don’t expect me to come home! You just lost your money maker!” I scream at them and getting on my Vespa.
“Bullshit, that’s all they will ever tell me. You just can’t be too careful anymore can you?” I grumble, quoting Paramore.
I continue riding around until I find myself at Hopeless Records.
“What lead me here?” I question. “And why did I just drive half an hour here anyway?”
Before I walk into the record company I park my scooter on the side of the road.
“Hi there welcome to Hopeless Records! What can I do for you?” The peppy girl at the front desk asks me.
“I actually don’t know. I was just riding around here. I’m surprised you haven’t figured who I am by now actually.” I respond honestly.
“Silver Walker if I’m correct, your disguise hides you a bit.” She says.
“Yeah, well this isn’t a disguise. This is the real me.” I say, shrugging.
“Are you planning to come fully out as you?”
“I wish I could, but when you just don’t know who you are, you just can’t say much. God I’m stupid, I don’t even know your name and laying my issues on you.”
“Well I’m Skylark, not Chip Skylark from The Fairly OddParents though. I’m pretty sure I’m female.”
I giggle and respond. “I never really got to watch that show, but when I did I loved that episode.”
“Yeah, that one was pretty awesome. Hey do you want to meet one of the bands that is signed to us? Or should I just say one of the members, the other three went back to their hotel for the night.” Skylark says.
“That would be amazing, my favorite band is signed to this company. All Time Low. I actually just got shocking news earlier anyway about them. It’s been a long day in the life of Silver Walker. Or should I say, whoever I am.”
“Crazy how Jack Barakat is upstairs right now. Come on, lets go.” She says, waving her arm in a “Follow Me” motion.
I follow her and then she knocks on the door.
“Come in.” Jack says.
We walk in and Jack just stares at me, like he’s known me for years. He doesn’t do anything though, just says one word.
“Silver?”
I speed down the rocky road on my Vespa, finding out you’ve been living a lie for so long is the worst thing that can happen in a young girl’s life. You would think that living in Hollywood I’d known that everyone is a liar, but still, I’m so young and it’s just not right. Hollywood, I love you but this isn’t the life I’d like to live anymore. I want to be a normal girl, or at least slightly normal but I just can’t take this anymore. It’s official, I’ll show the truth after the interviews I’m doing. Normal life I’m calling you, I need you, please.
Once I find my way out of the woods I drive down the roads to Beverly Hills to my house, or should I say “house?” This is all so confusing for me, Julie told me I’m a Barakat but still, I’m wishing for normality. I’m so lost and confused that I just can’t think straight. Please just let me live a life where I’m not lost.
I get to my mansion but I don’t park my Vespa, just putting it into a stop once I’m in the driveway and throw my helmet somewhere in the bushes.
“Mom, dad?” I yell through the house but get no response except from one of maids in the classic outfit.
“Mistress Walker your parents aren’t here at the moment, they went out on a fancy dinner at the Urasawa but if you need them I can get the driver to bring you there.” She says in a slight foreign accent.
“I’d like to just drive there on my own. Urasawa is the Japanese resturant right?”
“Yes, you should wear something fancy instead of the clothing you’re wearing now.”
“I’ll wear something alright. They’ll love it.”
“Well get ready mistress.” She says and turns on her heel to clean the foyer.
I walk upstairs to my room and grab the most unfancy things I can find just to show I am who I am.
It takes a while but once I find the perfect outfit I hop on my Vespa back on the road to Urasawa.
“Hi I’m looking for my parents. Last name Walker, first name Mark and Tosh.” I ask the first person I see at the restaurant.
“Who are you?” He says in a snooty accent.
“Just said I’m looking for my parents, Mark and Tosh Walker. I’m their daughter.”
“Yes darling and I’m a man dressed up as Kim Kardashian, now leave or I will have you escorted out.”
“I’ll fucking sue you if you don’t let me in.” I respond.
“Security! This girl refuses to leave!” He calls and then I get thrown out of the restaurant.
I start to cry on the side of the road looking at the sky. It’s grey, like my mood, and rain starts to fall.
“Why does everything hate me? First I’m living the dream, then I’m realizing I’m not who I am and now I’m crying on the curb because I look like a street kid.” I cry to myself for a while.
Then I hear voices that sound similar to my possible “parents.”
“I can’t believe a little street kid came looking for us. I’m sorry but Silver won’t be here with us, she’s at a friend’s house from what she texted us.” My mom says.
“Oh that looks like the street kid over there. Um hello there, why were you looking for us?” My dad says.
“I can’t believe it.” I say standing up. “I’m your own fucking daughter and you can’t recognise me! Well get with the picture. I’m not who I was. All you are is a bunch of liars! I hate you!”
“Honey just walk away, I think it’s Julie’s child.”
“Oh that’s bullshit. I’m gonna walk away and pretend you don’t exist! Don’t expect me to come home! You just lost your money maker!” I scream at them and getting on my Vespa.
“Bullshit, that’s all they will ever tell me. You just can’t be too careful anymore can you?” I grumble, quoting Paramore.
I continue riding around until I find myself at Hopeless Records.
“What lead me here?” I question. “And why did I just drive half an hour here anyway?”
Before I walk into the record company I park my scooter on the side of the road.
“Hi there welcome to Hopeless Records! What can I do for you?” The peppy girl at the front desk asks me.
“I actually don’t know. I was just riding around here. I’m surprised you haven’t figured who I am by now actually.” I respond honestly.
“Silver Walker if I’m correct, your disguise hides you a bit.” She says.
“Yeah, well this isn’t a disguise. This is the real me.” I say, shrugging.
“Are you planning to come fully out as you?”
“I wish I could, but when you just don’t know who you are, you just can’t say much. God I’m stupid, I don’t even know your name and laying my issues on you.”
“Well I’m Skylark, not Chip Skylark from The Fairly OddParents though. I’m pretty sure I’m female.”
I giggle and respond. “I never really got to watch that show, but when I did I loved that episode.”
“Yeah, that one was pretty awesome. Hey do you want to meet one of the bands that is signed to us? Or should I just say one of the members, the other three went back to their hotel for the night.” Skylark says.
“That would be amazing, my favorite band is signed to this company. All Time Low. I actually just got shocking news earlier anyway about them. It’s been a long day in the life of Silver Walker. Or should I say, whoever I am.”
“Crazy how Jack Barakat is upstairs right now. Come on, lets go.” She says, waving her arm in a “Follow Me” motion.
I follow her and then she knocks on the door.
“Come in.” Jack says.
We walk in and Jack just stares at me, like he’s known me for years. He doesn’t do anything though, just says one word.
“Silver?”
Notes
Really short chapter because I couldn't think of much.Tell me what you want to see for the next chapter below
Till darkness completes us,
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10/12/14