16 year-old Rylee Sienna wants to be a popstar. She daydreams about it all the time. Until one day, her daydream comes to life. She becomes a popstar. She becomes very recognizable, and can't go places without people begging her for an autograph. Finally, she has to preform in front of millions of people and her world gets turned upside down.
A limo! A real, actual limo! I got inside the car and the driver dove off. I looked around. The limo had lights in the inside, a table, fancy chairs, and a water fountain!
"Hello, Miss Sienna." said the driver. I jumped. I had been to busy admiring the purple lights that had been strung around the car.
"Hi," I said. "Uh, you can call me Rylee, please."
"Alright then, Rylee. My name is Edwin Blaunshea."
Edwin Blaunshea had a tinge of a French accent. He had deep brown eyes and light brown hair. He had a tattoo on his neck that I could barely see. Mr. Blaunshea saw me staring at his tattoo and quickly pulled his collar up higher.
"Excuse me, Mr. Blaunshea?" I asked. "Can you tell me where my concert is tonight?"
Mr. Blaunshea gave me a puzzled look. I could tell he thought I knew which location I was performing at.
"Well, Rylee, Levi's Stadium, of course. Rylee, we are in California!"
"Oh..."
"And please, call me Edwin."
We arrived at the stadium. It was a football field, but had been miraculously been transformed.
After a few hours of people fussing with me, the announcer stepped onto the stage.
"Presenting Rylee Sienna, the girl who-" the announcer was interuppted buy tons of cheers.
"All right then." He said, sheepishly. "Here is Rylee Sienna."
