Novel & Cerita From anonymity to stardom

“I just sent you Jane’s number. You can ask her.” I exhaled in relief. Jane was one of the Sterling triplets—and a lesbian. All three of them were gay, proud, and open about it. I wanted that freedom, but the thought of coming out to my parents felt like placing my head on a platter. “Thank you so much,” I said quietly. He ended the call without another word. I stared at my phone. It was time to begin investigating the anonymous sender—and to face the past I thought I’d left behind.

People were taking her seriously and listening to what she had to say. She felt very free and responsible. In Europe, her family’s fame and wealth did not loom over her head, and she loved that nobody cared who she was. They were rude to her, shoving her out of the way when they needed to. People were not fawning over her, and the paparazzi focused their cameras elsewhere, giving her anonymity, and she loved it. Here she could easily disappear, be herself or even reinvent her identity and be somebody totally different if she wanted to.

I must have a wild party girl buried inside somewhere, right? For once in my life, I am anonymous. No one is vying for my friendship based on who my parents are, their power, or their position. I could even do or say whatever I wanted and it wouldn’t reflect badly on my family — they were gone; it wouldn’t reflect badly on my pack — I no longer had one; it wouldn’t reflect on my husband — no one knew we were married.

"But I wasn't one of those girls who dreamed of growing up to be a famous movie star or anything. Honestly, that sort of life sounds miserable." "How so?" "All the publicity, for one thing. Who wants paparazzi following them around, photographing their every move? I want to be able to go to the grocery store in my sweatpants and not have the pictures slapped all over the tabloids." Especially considering how much time I spend in my sweatpants these days. "I'd like to be able to date whomever I want without it being front page news. And gain weight or lose weight as I like without people speculating about whether I'm sick or pregnant. There are perks to being normal and anonymous."

She had ended up mingling amongst the least famous celebrities for the past few years. However, just last year, when Mimi had been becoming more and more dejected about her fame waning, Britney suddenly became a dark horse as she received an extremely bedazzling character to portray. In fact, it was because of that very character that Britney had been able to enjoy instant fame. After that, Britney had been taking up commercials, and ambassador invites one after the other, so many that it had become absurdly uncountable. Instantly, Britney was able to jump from being the least famous celebrity to a superstar.

One as an adopted daughter from a wealthy clan, and the other as a killer, both are equally bothersome to use as her day-to-day life identity. "As a fan, I know that for the past few years, Moonlight started laying low. At the same time, ironically after he became inactive, his popularity started to rise and it even reached a few other countries. Making him famous nationwide. From the very start of his career, he never revealed who he is nor did he drop any hints or clues. Everything was perfectly concealed. However that doesn't mean no one on this earth can't find him. If it's still not obvious by my presence, I would like to formally introduce myself. It's been an absolute pleasure to fina

Their biggest worry would be, of course, what the public would think, and how my fans would receive my honesty in this way, but after spending three years in the dark, I find it rather liberating to rebrand myself. I've always been the child star, the teen idol with the girl next door image, which is all true. But this just might be my chance to be more real than I've ever been. To shed some light on the parts of me that have been kept hidden in the closet all this time. Wouldn't it be awesome to have no more secrets that can be used against me?

Because after everything they did—after the humiliation, the betrayal, the smugness—they deserved to face the reflection of what they had become. When I uploaded the videos and photos anonymously, I hadn’t expected them to spread the way they did. Within hours, they were everywhere. The footage of Serena shouting, Julian laughing, the two of them confessing their affair—all of it stitched into viral clips, replayed by strangers who didn’t even know their names until that morning. And yet, somehow, everyone knew the story. Serena Blake became a name whispered with disgust. The once-polished, charming woman who used to strut through the office now couldn’t step into a restaurant without eyes f

I wanted everyone – but mostly Damien – to see me for my full potential. The crowd parted for our little parade, with everyone looking at us. Some already had favorites, and were cheering for them. As Shadow, no one knew who I was. I was entirely anonymous. People looked at me curiously, but no one cheered for me. Why would they? I was no one to them. At least, not yet. Fortunately, I was happy to have the anonymity at this moment. I didn’t want anyone to recognize me, and that seemed to be working in my favor in this moment. I knew almost everyone we walked by, and that recognition never sparked in their own eyes.

The city view lay in front of her, lit by the gentle morning light. From this high spot, all looked far and still—not at all like the wild noise from her phone. She had worked so hard to get back here, to build up from past mistakes. But days like this made her wonder—was it worth it? Would she ever reach a point where people saw her for who she was, not just a headline? Scarlet sighed, setting her mug down. Maybe that was the real illusion of fame. No matter how much you gave, it was never really yours to control.