Life Of A Famous (A Fahrenheit Fanfic) [3]

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I took my time in the rest rooms fixing my hair, giving up and putting it up a different way. I then washed my face completely and re-applied all my make up. It wasn't much, I liked to stay casual when it came to looks, but I did it anyways. I then went to the counter in the front to buy a large pack of "Goslette Raisins", three of them actually. I knew Arron didn't like chocolate unless it was homemade his way. And thus, of course this was for me, not him.

I went back to where he was in the near top row, the girls went back to where they were with a few guy friends, the guys looked enviously at Arron. Trying to put on my best "happy-go-lucky" facade, I quickly and gracefully hopped the few stairs of the aisle to his side. He stared at me in awe (or more like the chocolates,) with the "are you insane?" look. I shrugged, ignoring him stubbornly and took my place, the ads were still going, the movie wasn't due for another 5 minutes or so. Weird, I was hoping it'd already started so that I'd have some time to think of an excuse before my car ride with him back.

"You did something with your hair." He observed pleasently. His voice remained calm and down in a murmur, I guess he was still trying to keep his profile low. Well at least he wasn't wearing sunglasses inside a theatre.

I nodded at his comment, seeming fixiated on the random advertisements. He opened his mouth to make another comment, I pulled open one box of Goslettes and began chowing, chewing slowly with each peice.

"Naome, are you mad at me for some reason?" he asked, honestly confused. Don't look him in the eyes. I repeated to myself. No, don't do it, don't do it.

I looked.

Fine, I looked.

I froze, stared, fell deep and didn't have the strength to look away.

I knew this would happen. Fine, I'll admit it. Recently, I've found Arron slightly attractive. Slightly. I mean he's cute and all but, it's not like he's that attractive. Maybe. Okay fine, I'm starting to like him. A lot. Ever since Calvin brought me to their rehearsal once and I've listened to him sing! Okay, all of them had pretty attractive parts to themselves, some more obvious than others. I wanted to slap myself for not being able to look away.

"Arron? Omg! It really is Arron Yan!" some girl shrieked. Well, several girls. "Ya Lun!!" Well I guess I looked away, simply to glare at them. Never seen them in the theatre yet so I guess they just arrived. I sighed and chewed my Goslettes quicker and sinking deeper into my seat. I chuckled when Arron faught the nerves to roll his eyes. His hand was shaking, I patted it with sympathy.

"Is that his girlfriend?" one of the murmured while they were heading up the stairs. I almost laughed at that. But the other cut in, her comment almost made me want to dump my large cup of coke on her. "Hah, you wish. Haven't you been reading the mags? That's Calvin's sister." Now I'm pretty sure I imagined the emphisis but either way, it was still gag worthy. It was Arron's turn to pat my hand in sympathy. I almost stuck my tough back out at him when the girls almost ran down the row of seats to reach us. More like him. I would probably go just as well as passing for invisible when it came to fangirls.

I purposely put my feet up on the chair in front of me where no one was sitting, my legs stretched across the walking space. When they reached us, they didn't cross or bother to deal with the obstacle between them and Arron. "Arron! Oh my gosh! Can I have your autograph I mean, I am... a huge fan." The first one spoke. She was the one that pointed out that I was Calvin's sister.

After 1 minute I got irritated. I took out my i-pod and plugged it in, turning the music to max. It drowned out the conversation happening to and fro across me but it didn't work well otherwise, I still felt their presence. They left when the lights started dimming, sitting in the row directly above us.

I unplugged my i-pod and stared at the screen, throwing the rest of the first box of Goslettes into my mouth. I chewed the mouthful of Goslettes and swollowed them though they didn't quite fit down my troat all at once. I was gonna reach down for my second box of Goslettes but something or someone grabbed my hand. No doubt about my stupid paranoia, it was Arron. I had to be truthful, the feeling wasn't annoying but actually quite peaceful. Am I liking him now? I hope not. I didn't want to have a boyfriend, seen in my past, the closer I got to someone, the more painful they died.It wasn't superstition, it was something about my life that was like that. Something that made me neglect people forever.

But despite all that, the more selfish part of me wanted him. Wanted to have him no matter what risks were taken.

I held is hand for the rest of the movie.

During the last scene, we got up and left, we could probably watch the ending another time, but we just didn't want any trouble with more fans.Unwillingly, I let go of his hand as we snuck out of the theatres. As we made our way out the car, there was a sudden gust of paparazzi. Great, nothing better than that. And the stupid manager wasn't here either. We were barely out the door, when they bambarded us with questions, the cameras were flashing at blinding speeds. Without answering any questions, Arron grabbed my hand and excused himself, pushing our way through the crowd. I tried not to imagine what the headlines were to say tomorrow. Unsuccessful, I told Arron to take the wheel when we arrived there because as predicted, a few minutes after we hit the free way, tears started forming. They were gonna do something, it was the media, they weren't gonna stop until they knew everything going on between us.

I didn't know why I was crying, but cried anyways, the stress was too much. Arron didn't bother to say anything but stole a few concerned looks at me once in a while. I stopped crying after, knowing I was being a baby.

I didn't notice where we were but we got off the freeway and he had parked in an underground parking. Suddenly I felt his arms around me.

"Naome, what's wrong? Tell me." He said softly, he patted my head with one head slowly, sliding it gently down my hair. I reached across the hand break and stuff between us and hugged him.I knew I was supposed to calm down, but I wondered if his heart was beating just as fast as mine was. Probably not, he's a celebrity and about 4 years older than me, he probably held more women than I've held anyone.

"I'm scared." I confessed, my voice hoarse and cracky.

"It's okay," his voice soothed me, soft as ever. Never had he raised his voice with me before, and I was glad that's the way it was between us, nothing like Calvin and me. "We'll handle this together. We'll explain to the media, they should know that we're just really good friends. And you should know that you're like a sister to me. Don't cry, it makes me heartbroken.I'll always put myself in blame. Let's go explain to the company.

They'll know what to do. Don't be scared."

A sister...

I swear to never fall in love again.

Life Of A Famous (A Fahrenheit Fanfic) [2]

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Well... I can finally truthfully say that I've gotten used to talking to these people. And probably used to the fact that appearantly they are my new "family". Hopefully I won't get too close as to harm them more than anyone in the past. Luckily though, for the past weeks, I've been so caught up with my studies, the only time I did see them was for breakfast and during the weekends if they weren't filming.

"I don't get it," I murmured to myself while walking down the hallway towards the lobby, "If Calvin's parents really did want to adopt me, WHY ON EARTH IS NO ONE HOME!" I shouted. Today was a Saturday afternoon, WHO GOES TO WORK ON A SATURDAY AFTER NOON?! Besides, it was the first day ever since I started school here in Taiwan that I had no homework. I wasn't even aloud out of the house without one of my "accompaniments." You know what? Forget it, I'm getting out of here. Making my way to the parking lot, I got in my car (which I didn't even get to drive except for once with Arron after school.) Just as I started the engine a voice called out to me.

"Ditching eh? I wonder what your parents would say when I tell them." I looked out the side of my red convertable to see Arron standing beside his car which had just pulled in appearantly. "You wouldn't dare," I replied with my eyes narrowed.

"Your right I wouldn't," He replied with a smile. I gave a slight chuckle, he was always like that. "I wouldn't, but only if you tell me where you're going."

"I was hoping you'd know," I told him, and for once, I looked up at him long enough to end up staring at his facial features. His eyes, the bottom lashes are so... long they make his eyes look... mesmerizing. He was... just plain adorable.

He widened his eyes in concern, "are you okay?" he asked as I snapped out of my dream world. I nodded and opened the passenger door for him to get in. Within two minutes we were setting off in the direction on the free way. "Hey, go off the next exit." He told me. Without questioning I switched lanes and drove swiftly off the ramp. "Okay and take a right at the next light." I did as I was told and soon, we were at an asian snack bar.

"Two skewers of fishballs and two strawberry bubble tea please." he ordered. Within two minutes, the food was served to our table. "Eat up," he demanded.

I sighed and bit one off the stick. "Wow it's good." I acknowledged.

He rolled his eyes and ate some of his. "Of course." However, I stopped in mid bite. "Whats the catch?" I asked suspiciously. He rolled his eyes again. "Can't I just bring a friend out to eat?" I ignored it and continued to chew on the meat. "Hurry up, we're going to a movie next." he told me.

I looked up at him. "Is it just me or does it sound like a-"

"Date."

I was right. My relationship with Arron had grown a lot closer since we first met. Several times, he would pick me up from school, trying to stay as conspicuous as possible. It's only then, I found out how hard it was being a celebrity.

Before, I naturally hated all celebrities (part of my reason for my reaction the first day) because I felt that they don't use their money right and they think they're all that. My thoughts on that haven't changed, but more like influenced when I fould out how hard they had it. Arron, Calvin, Jiro and Chun, always being tackled by fans and papparazi.

It didn't take long beforeI was exposed to being Calvin's step-sister. The rumours before that were crazy.

"Calvin and new girlfriend? Both constantly found living and visitting the Chen residence. Possibly engaged?" I almost laughed that one off. That's when I lost it. Throughout that one week, the rumours have been going off the charts, spotting me with Arron here, Jiro there, Chun somewhere else. They thought I was a whore!

That's when I put my foot down. "Seriously Calvin, tell the media before I blow it." Me and my brother haven't been on good terms since then. We've ignored each other as much as possible. Him, knowing from the first day that I didn't like being here, especially because I didn't want anything to do with him. The rest of the Fahrenheit members I got along well with. Even Chun who is more or less 10 years older than me.

Now, the streets knew the whole truth. They know me as being "Calvin Chen's little sister." great.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Arron asked. We were parked outside the theatre. (We'd learned that debating movies right in front of the entrance, was definately not a good plot. Not with fans running wild) Even now and then, people would stare. Whether at the car or at us, I'm not sure, but they're there.

"I dunno, you choose." I mumbled. He nodded.

In the end, we both decided on a comedy romance film. I couldn't help but imagine the magazine head lines if someone had spotted us. Something along the lines of: Arron Yan dating bandmate's sister? or Fahrenheit's youngest member caught watching romance film with bandmate's sister. Something that Calvin would have trouble getting off his back. Not that much trouble ( I gotta admit, their manager has some skills,) but enough to bother him? Maybe.

Luckily, we weren't attacked by paparrazi, or huge mobs of people, just a few fans or so, sitting in the same theatre. The snack bar girl (of the typical styreotype, braces, visor and part-time job uniform) also noticed Arron and gave him a discount which I found weird I mean c'mon! I'm here too!

We sat down before the movie near the top, but a few rows down smack in the middle of the row, Arron to my right. Some next fan girl sat on his other side. She smiled enthusiastically at him, whipping up a conversation about his plans and filming and all that crap. He answered in a friendly tone, grinning as well.

She then took out a camera.

"Can I have a picture with you?" she asked hopefully. I gotta admit, she has some guts. And she's pretty, more beautiful than the average. The type that can make normal people jealous. But I rolled my eyes at that, pretty or not, she's still annoying.

BeforeArron had answered, I excused myself.

Arron stared after me in concern. Too bad I didn't care. I cursed on my way out of the theatre as I made my way towards the rest room. "Stupid Arron. Stupid fans. Stupid family. Stupid Calvin. Stupid life. I hate it. What kinda date is this. Stupid Arron. Messed up fans. THIS ISN'T FAIR!" I screamed, through my teeth.

Fine, I'll admit it. I'm jealous. Fully jealous. Arron said so, it's a date. I know I'm thinking too much of it and that I'm not good enough for him, BUT STILL! A girl is born to be jealous. URRGGGG!

Life Of A Famous (A Fahrenheit Fanfic) [1]

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How did this happen? One day I'm at home studying for an up coming exam. The next thing I know I'm on the other side of the world studying aboard with my... brother? Let me explain. My name is Naome and I have a huge tendency to grant bad luck to those around me. It's like an everyday bad habit I suppose. I warned them, my fifth family in three years that is. They insisted on keeping a daughter like me, the devil's apprentice as some say. However, I'm still surprised that the police don't suspect me of any type of murder or assasination attempts.

My first family: Let's just say my mother died the day after I was born from loss of blood. My father? Heart attack from too much stress in buisness when I was 5.

Second Family: Car accidents aren't all that suspiscious I suppose. That is, everyone in the car was badly injured except for me with only a few scratches from the broken windows. They soon died after of blood loss.
My third family, had an easier get-go. I was ditching my family barbeque for my friend's birthday, when the oven got on fire and burnt a whole load of their skin.

Now do you still think I'm lucky? Well, after failing my exam, my supervisor (that took place for my busy family) told me to study aboard in Taiwan. Where did I stay? Luckily this oh-so-smart family decided to give me up to a foster home over there until I graduate from high school and get back for university. How old am I? 19. I failed several grades due to the loss of each of my families and moving from house to house. Failing tests was also common. It took me 3 years to pass grade 10.

It's my second year of grade 12 now, and appearantly studying in Taiwan is supposed to help. Unintentionally I ended up evesdropping on my parents and supervisor. Appearantly I'm now staying with some celebrities. Fahrenheit, they called them. I seemed confused I mean why them? They are celebrities. And now... I'm here at the hotel, with them in front of me.

*Sigh* Why can't my friend be the one here. I mean she is the one obsessed over them. I wouldn't care less who I live with, I mean, everyone is bounded to be hurt one way or another.

"Welcome," the manager spoke. I rolled my eyes. 'So stinking formal' I thought. Ignoring him, I went straight up to the guys. "So, which one of your stupid parents decided to adopt me?" I asked grumpily. It's not my problem that they pulled me out of my bed for a 24 hr flight from 3 am in the morning to the next. "That would be m-" the guy on the right, Calvin I'm guessing, spoke up. Cutting him off, I slapped him hard across the face. "You don't know what you got yourself into." I mumbled before grumbling off to the gym I saw on my way there.

Skipping dinner, I didn't return to my room until late that night. Only to be greeted by a voice message on my phone. "Hey Naome, this is Calvin, my manager just told me that my parents demanded I called you each night to make sure you're okay so call me back." I sighed and called the number left on the voice message. "There I'm tired and I'm going to sleep, bye." Was all I said to him.

Why don't I bother socializing with a guy like him you ask? Because I really don't care. The more I get to know people the easier it is to hurt them, that's what I learned from the multiple families I've been to. I hopped into bed in the corner of the huge suite I was given and went to sleep.

The next day was no better. I woke up late as usual, or wanted to. A phone call came exactly at 8:00. "What now?" I spoke into the phone annoyed. "This is Jiro. Good Morning!" I sighed. Why on Earth is he so cheerful this early in the morning? "What do you want?" I shouted back, getting up from my bed. I heard a sudden knock on the door. Walking over, I heard the phone end. "What the he-" I wanted to say but the second I opened the door a body flung onto me.

"What the heck! Get off me!" I shouted as he... Jiro I think it was, slowly started to get off. "What?! Calvin told you to do something stupid for me?!" He looked shocked for a bit but nodded. "He wanted me to make sure you had breakfast." 'Why would he care.' I thought.

"And he wanted to ask whether you were okay or not because yesturday you were extremely grumpy." My eyes widened in realization. "... Yea I'm fine. It was just the sudden news. And I don't like to be around people." The last part came out as a mumble. He looked questioningly at me, probably wondering what I had just said. "Well then if you need anything just ask. I mean the four of us are brothers and you are one of us now. If you know what I mean."

I smiled for once in a long time. "Thanks. I'll... be right down for breakfast." He smiled brightly for a long time and just stood there. I'm guessing he doesn't know I meant for him to go. And it finally hit him. " Oh, oh right, yea... I'll see you down there. So we're cool right? I mean you can count on me... us I mean you know." I nodded the obvious. "Well then I'll see you down there. And remember Calvin isn't your only brother." I rolled my eyes and shut the door behind him.