Sadie
As I left the room, I couldn't stop thinking of Anya. She’s not just a simple girl named Anya, she is the Anya everyone knows. She’s known for wearing fashionable and cute clothes and now she is wearing my clothes? Wait, I don’t think I convey those words right.
POP SENSATION Anya Moore is wearing my clothes and I can’t believe she looked hot in it and not only that but even she looks cute just looking at a bunch of dumbasses being dumb--yes, I stole glances--like is this the privilege that skinny people always get?
Shake that thought, Sadie! You are going to take a bath! I close the door behind me and walk straight to the bathtub-slash-shower and close the shower curtains to avoid the mirror and also for other eyes to look at my disgusting body. After I take a moment to breathe in and make sure I am not thinking of anyone before I shower naked, I open them and lock eyes at the thousand Cars characters on the shower curtains. Does Anya ever find this weird, cars with eyes staring at her body whilst smiling? Will she ever be traumatized by cars now after this? Is she even thinking about the things I am thinking of right now? There is noooooo way a pretty person like her would ever think of weird shit.
I start to take my shirt off and close my eyes as I take another deep breath to take off my skirt. Slowly opening them--again--I stare at Mater looking at me with his best smile. These cars have seen everything, including Austin’s dick--I don’t want to think about that--and Anya. Mater, I wonder if you have any idea just how beautiful Anya’s body is? Is she...Is her…
Sadie don't think of people while you’re half-naked, weirdo!
And Sadie, I don’t think it’s normal to be obsessively in love with a pop star. I get it you find her pretty at first glance on the tv but her songs suck, right? Her mother sucks right? You’re only obsessively interested in her when you were almost fourteen, right? You’re over this for goodness sake! Why are you even dreaming of marrying her at that time gosh! 
I can’t blame thirteen-year-old me though. If anything, I should blame Anya Moore for being on TV. If it wasn’t for her, I would have a different gay awakening.
I shake off all of my thoughts before going in completely naked. The whole time I take a bath, I look up and close my eyes.
***Anya***
“Hey, unfair!” Bob shouted out louder thinking Sadie might hear it.
“Dude you know she’s like that,” Austin said as they all went back to fixing the rest.
“But I just want to hear her say I love you.”
“Well, she loves us, just not the type to say it straight away."
“Well, whoever she’s in love with is lucky because she might hear her state her love for her.”
“And she better record it because we really want to know how she says it. I mean look at her love songs! Very fucking lyrical!”
“Damn if only Sadie likes guys I would wanna date her.”
“Bob, even Sadie would never want to date you.” 
“Fuck you too, Liam!” Then they all laugh. I watch them silently putting all the cameras, wires and stands on the small storage room in the corner near where they perform and let the instruments out on display. They all let out a sigh of relief, finally done with cleaning up. They all approached the beanie bag opposite me, just chattering to each other about food.
“What about you, Greg?”
“Hmm?” I turn my head from the instruments to them. I don’t have any clue what they’re talking about.
“Do you want pizza? It’s cold though but we could microwave it for you.” Said Austin.
“Oh no please do whatever you like!” I said while smiling, trying to be nice. 
“Okay. Just so you know, I just bought the pizza like maybe five hours before? Eh, I can’t count time but it’s new. Kind of.” Austin raised his eyebrows at me and smiled before he told his friends to get the pizza. After Austin left, Bob and Liam were looking at me. It feels awkward so I keep looking around the room again. Sadie and I were not even close to friends but she is the one that I feel quite comfortable with right now. 
“So Greg,” I look up at Bob. “How was it being with Sadie?”
“Hmm?” Is all that left my mouth after that. I don’t know what to say. Have they asked her this while I was in the bathroom? What did she say about me?
“Look,” Liam spoke up. “We are not here to kidnap you, first of all. I mean you can leave here anytime. To be honest, we have no idea how you got there with Sadie out of all people. But you know, we won’t hurt you.”
“Yeah, I know that.” I smiled. “Thank you very much.”
“What happened though?” Bob asked next.
“Well,” I sighed deeply, looking down and fumbling with my fingers. “I thought no one would know I’d hang out at a convenience store so I bought drinks and stayed there while my mom was still in the bathroom. I guess the cashier managed to tell other fans that I’m here so they all went and chased me down. Sadie helped me hide.”
“And you agree to hide in a trash container?” Liam asked. 
I move my head up and down, slowly. It kind of sounds embarrassing now that I talked about it to others.
“Well,” Bob said, now on his phone. “It’s probably out on the internet now.” I watch Bob use his left hand to type in something on his phone. Liam leaned his head too close to Bob’s phone. Bob pushed Liam’s head lightly and Liam did the same up until they are now slapping the back of each other’s hands like they’re playfully fighting.
It goes on like this until Austin opens the door. “You two.” They stopped like Austin was their mom, both of their palms squished their faces. Austin sighed and placed his thumb and index finger on the bridge of his nose close to his eyes. “I really can’t believe that I don’t expect this to happen any minute.”
“If you did not take so long then you would’ve stopped us,” Bob said.
“Well, I heat the pizza because it’s extra delicious when it’s heated.” He sits on the carpet floor and opens a huge square box that shows eight slices of mixed flavors of pizza--cheesy pepperoni and veggie. The boys hop down on the floor and get one slice of pepperoni. I just sit and watch them gobble down a pizza slice.
“Hey Greg, don’t be shy!” Bob reaches his arms to the other side of the box and pats the space for me to sit down. “Or if you want to sit there it’s fine! My bad!” He then continues to gnaw at the pizza, almost finishing it. 
After Austin swallowed his pizza, he then said “Wait let me get you a plate.”
“No! It’s fine I swear!” I felt embarrassed already. They are here treating me like a...Princess, and I don’t want that. I feel like they are already doing too much.
I slowly sit on the carpet, both my hands feeling the rough surface on each side. I brush 
“Can I be honest?” We all turn to look at Bob, circling the crust on his left hand. “We are just...Maybe a bit embarrassed and shy because of the way we look in front of you. I mean I still have no fucking clue why Austin and Liam still have their make-up on.”
“It’s because it looks cool, dumbass!” Liam, sitting beside him, elbowed Bob’s shoulder and chuckled. 
“Fuck you!” Bob strikes back by doing the same and they all laugh. I just smiled softly. When Bob turned to look at me, he stopped smiling. “Sorry, our profanities. We’re kind of used to it.”
“It’s fine, really.” I laugh softly, although I don’t mean to. I just don’t know what to say. I’m nervous they might find me too ‘fancy’ or maybe rude. As much as possible, I want to mirror the friendliness that they have given to each other. 
“It must’ve been tough, huh?” Austin said. “You’ve been treated like royalty all the time. I mean if we got to be honest, we can be envious of people like you because you are there chasing your dreams while people like us can be bullied. Not that that is the reason why we wanna be stars or anything. Anyways I’ll stop.” Austin throws his hands up with his head down. Liam and Bob continue to chew their food while looking at me. 
I don’t feel like I can take this any longer. Should I walk away? But I shouldn’t let this conversation end like this.
I held Austin’s arms and he slowly put it down, now looking at me. Gosh, this is awkward. “Umm…I..Don’t know what to say, if I got to be honest. Just so all of you know, I am really really thankful for what you have done to- I don’t know, save me? It kind of felt like that.” I took a deep sigh before continuing. “I’m...Sorry...That you are being bullied. I don’t think you deserve it. You guys are incredible at performing. Like a powerhouse or some sort.” This made them chuckle a smile. “I’m sure you guys will achieve your dreams someday.” We all smiled at each other. “As per the… ‘treat me like a royalty’ thing. I am kind of sick of it. I never had any friends before and to be honest, you guys are fun to see bickering and such. Makes me laugh.”
“Do you want to be a part of the gang gang then?” Bob asked, a smirk written on his face.
“Umm...Sure I guess?”
“Okay, first you need to say the word ‘fuck’”
“BOBERT!” Austin and Liam said in unison.
“What?” Bob chuckled. “I mean if good ol Greg can’t do it, then we’ll think of another!”
“I can say it,” I said. They all look at me shocked and confused, even Bob. 
What most people don’t know is I have a secret songbook containing this I can't release because I know my mom won’t tolerate it. She has created a persona for Anya Moore and she doesn’t want it to be ruined by sad and vulgar words.
I took a deep breath. This is my first time cursing in front of others. I hear them chattering in the background.
Another deep breath, then, “Fuck.”
I slowly raise my head and I see them looking at me. I said it again, louder. “Fuck!”
 They all look at each other, then they start grinning, then they laugh. “No fucking way.” Liam blurted out.
“YAS!” Bob stands on his knees like he just won a marathon. His hands are raised, the pizza he’s holding flop on his wrist but he doesn’t mind. “WE JUST MADE GREG SAID FUCK!” 
And I start to laugh with them. 
I don’t know if they consider me as friends already but I hope they do, despite our social status. This is better than being treated like a princess.