MUSICIAN, arabella wynter

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[b]MEGURINE LUKA[/b] - arabella wynter

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"arabella wynter's fall from grace: rehab rumours..."[break][break]

you hit the big leagues when your mom auditioned you out to a popular tween network and you get cast in a teeny bopper show about some kids at some school. you became a household name from this show, associated with your wide smile and your way of speech that's a little spacey and slurred that gave you high ratings and became one of your signatures marks. (your mom's in a bit of a midlife crisis, but hell if you care). your new friends are your co-stars from the station, and they introduce you to some things a bit more fun than the cigarettes that used to be considered badass back home.[break][break]

you got even more popular from your tween-poppish debut song about wanting this boy to notice you that captured the hearts of fourteen year olds everywhere, and you're sixteen and high off of the adrenaline from being a star (that's what they call you, a star, and you believe it) when you get caught. you and a co-star get caught by a pap and suddenly it's a shitshow. they're fucking stupid, rehab, are they serious? you were caught doing a little molly with what's-his-face from the what's-it-show, not goddamn meth, jesus. it's not a big deal, and you don't understand why the world is freaking out and gasping and clutching their sensitive little hearts. [break][break]

"arabella wynter's wild child ways..."[break][break]

you leave the station soon after and you sign on to anl records, high off of your previous tween chart-topping success. they capitalize on what the press has now taken to calling your "out of control partying." you release a new album this time showing way more skin and singing about partying and drinking and having fun, and you get even bigger. it's weird, because the media loves to hate on you, loves to bring in psychologists who analyze that you're on an out of control bender from being this kid from suburbia exposed to fame & fortune for the first time, loves to have older stars shake their heads and tsk at you on camera like you're some fuck up of the family that everyone's ashamed of. but they can say all they want, because apparently notoriety is still fame nonetheless, and you're still selling records like crazy.[break][break]

"arabella wynter's latest spurn..."[break][break]

the media end up never quite stopping to hate you. they kind of love it, actually, especially after you write this one song about this guy you dated (that was a little famous) that ends up massively popular. after that it kind of snowballs on, and before you know it, you're known as the crazy ex-girlfriend who writes spiteful songs about you and gets famous for it. you start dating around a bit more because it's fun and to be honest, you kind of feel like relationships at least give you someone who's going to be on your side. and you're not good at it, in fact, you're fucking terrible at dating, and you end up writing songs and they end up hitting the charts and then suddenly that's your thing, to write spiteful songs about people (friends, family, exes), and sell records with it.[break][break]

between the partying and the relationships, you basically become some sort of publicity nightmare, and it's almost a thing to tsk at "bella wynter," to say "what a wonderful girl she used to be" and to refer back to when you were fucking thirteen on that tween show.

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